Yesterday I made a long hike on the mountains of the left side of Valle Camonica up to Passo delle Sette Crocette (N 45°50'50" E 10°19'14"). Great weather! The refuges are all closed due to the pandemic. I haven't met anyone—few some hikers at the pass, but coming from other directions. So I was able to walk almost entirely without shorts: the natural thermal adjustment worked great. I kept the sun on my skin and felt like I was burning all night long like I had a fever. The legend says that in 1666 7 brothers from the neighbouring Val Trompia had come to steal the body of Saint Glisente (a knight of Charlemagne who had retreated to these mountains in hermitage). On their return, they were all miraculously killed in this place. Nature is beautiful everywhere, and it is nice to discover it in the places we know well. Walking naked gives a sense of familiarity, of confidence, of relationship, and it is this feeling that pays off a thousand times over.