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Under Doctor's
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Fiume Sarca Story and photos by Tom Weber
From the comfort of the balcony chair at my retreat in the Grand Hotel Terme (GHT), I've been occasionally chillin' out by watching the hypnotic flow of the Fiume Sarca (Sarca River) as it winds its way by Terme di Comano (TdC). Her sound alone is therapeutic, and sometimes it just lulls me to sleep out in the mountain air.
The Sarca begins its journey fresh from underneath the Mandrone Glacier in the Adamello Range of the Retiche section of the Italian Alps, where the borders of the Lombardy and Trentino Alto Adige regions embrace, gains momentum with each cascading stream that joins its flow, and ends its run as it merges into Lago di Garda, Italy's largest lake.
Only 50-miles long, the Sarca divides TdC and its adjacent community of Ponte Arche (Arched Bridge) right down the middle.
Those patients seeking the benefits of the therapeutic waters inside the TdC spa-wellness center, but do not stay at the GHT, make it over the Sarca and into the park via either a covered wooden alpine bridge or the three-arched, namesake bridge of Ponte Arche. Either way, the views of the Sarca couldn't be better.
Still overcast and wet, I stayed pretty close to the fort today, but I did stretch my legs once under the cover of an umbrella until the sun finally broke through. During my passeggiata, I was able to capture a few suitable-for-framing shots of the two bridges that cross over, and some of the streams that merge into, the Fiume Sarca as it passes by my temporary neck of the woods.
For complete information on the spa-wellness services at the Grand Hotel Terme, just visit its English-language website. To learn more about the picturesque Trentino, visit the region's Department for Tourism and Promotion's English-language website.
The outlook for tomorrow calls for sunny skies. I think I'll take the lens cap off and frame a few houses inside the painted village of Balbido. Care to join me? Ciao for now. Related Articles:
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ou'd
think I'd get enough water during the day – the two, lengthy morning
and evening therapeutic baths – that the last thing I'd want to
look at during my "free time" is more H2O. Well, just call
me Aquaman.
