During my last hike, I arrived at a mountain pasture (Costaro, 45.907059, 10.269950) only because I was told that there was a centuries-old chestnut tree. I had been there the last time about 40 years ago and with my great surprise, I had seen in the middle of the meadow a martagon lily. The chestnut tree is right next to the stabling house – nowdays a holiday-hut (you can see the tree in Google-maps) -: it is imposing, lush and full of husks. I do not follow the fashion of those who go around embracing trees, I just wanted to show how big it was. I think it could be 500 or 600 years old. I stopped on a wooden bench for a snack, and taking a picture, I noticed this beautiful rowan tree.