Isola Maggiore and Gubbio

Fantastic Day!

Didn't really matter that there hadn't been any water or I hadn't had a shower - got so blown around that hair would have been a mess anyway!
Mike working so took bus to Passignano and then, not in the mood to wander,  hopped on a boat which took me to Isola Maggiore.

Passignano from boat

 Great memories!
Hot, melting days with Charlie and Tasha, trudging up to the top to see the church of St Francis and the shrine.

Statue of St. Francis

I wonder if there is any money in here?

Kept the girls amused when they were little by saying we were going to 'Treasure Island'!  One of us kept going on ahead and hiding money (was Lira then) in the numerous holes in the trees along the way.  They never noticed they had climbed about 100 steps but we were absolutely shattered having probably doubled up on the walking distance.

not more steps!

The other  disadvantage was that they wanted to go back EVERY summer!

Came back on the oldest boat in the fleet - the PERUGIA.  really funny knowing that my Dad travelled on this very same boat over 30 years ago.


In the afternoon Mike picked me up from Passignano and we went off to Gubbio - again lots more walking so my legs feel like pieces of wood this morning but we did get the funivia to the top which was such fun!  Only bit I didn't like was the jumping out at the end whilst it was still moving.

Gubbio

Ampitheatre

I wonder if the girls remember buying little napkin rings with their names on at the top of the funivia?  That was the year Charlie was called Allessandria!    She changed her name every summer causing great confusion to all our friends who probably thought we had a whole tribe of daughters.

Funivia

Landed on top!  Lovely bar and restaurant.