Two digital no-mates get lost.
A beautiful lake just over from the vast Maggiore. And another outing for those pesky bikes (we’d rented them for five days – gotta get your money’s worth, right?!).
If you’re there, also check out the Cooperativa Agricola Allafonte by Verbania railway station. Its modest entrance belies a huge Aladdin’s cave of local organic produce.
The Isolino is great if you like your camping overrun by screaming kids. They’re on holiday, bless ’em, and very excitable – who could begrudge that?! All very sweet really, and the amenities and shop are good.
The eastern-most pitches and beach are the cutest and furthest from the mayhem, and with easy SUP access to the lake from that beach, you’ll be happily catching up on your chronic lack of sleep in no time, floating into infinity.
20 minutes of oncoming HGV headlights screaming past you ears in the dark, bookended by chaotic and congested filter lanes?
Hmmm. There must be a better way…
If you’re likely to find us anywhere, it’s probably Camping Rursee. It’s a stone’s throw from the registered address of the Bulli but far enough to be AWOL.
The Rursee is a majestic twisting dragon, tendrills and teeth, smoke and horns, and still largely unexplored by these voyagers. We’re working on it.
The small campsite, family-run and supremely friendly, clings to the hill above one of the lake’s many watery sinews, its precipitous location rendering it off limits to the monstrous RVs used by many in Germany in the name of ‘camping’. A minute’s walk from your pitch and you’re gliding off into the central section of this huge waterbody.
On our way back from the Gitzy, we spent the night at this little place, that was under redevelopment. It’s a beautiful spot, with great views from the bar and super-friendly staff.
