Photo 1: Corlo lake
Read carefully and tell me: Are there ghost towns where you live?
If you have a free afternoon and want to do something unusual, Fumegai is the right destination. You park at the Corlo lake in Rocca di Arsiè. Go up the road and then along the path through a sunken valley full of woods and birds, which will accompany you throughout the walk with their song. About 3 km uphill with about 300 meters in altitude, but never tiring. Leaving a road frequented by sparse houses, take the path in the middle of the beech trees, always accompanied by the noise of the stream that descends to the bottom of the escarpment.
Photo 2: the table indicating the arrival at Fumegai
Photo 3: Fumegai Well
Photo 4: Bottles, there was no entertainment in Fumegai
Fumegai announces himself with a sign and a well. The houses built starting from 1873 were abandoned in the 1920s following daily difficulties and the emigration of young people, and apparently also due to the presence of wolves. Here people lived on agriculture, pastoralism, tobacco cultivation in contravention of the law and charcoal burners, so much so that the name of the town derives from the fact that the inhabitants were all smoked, blackened by coal, in particular Toni Bassan the first inhabitant , whose traces were lost one day, left the house at dawn and there was no more news. There was an early attempt to revitalize the village by a hippie community in the 1960s
Photo 5: The stove for heating food
Photo 6: the livingroom
Photo 7: the most interesting room with the “aquarius” paintings on the walls
In any case, the traces of these three living passages are still visible, and it is almost the task of an archaeologist to understand which of the three eras the remains in the various rooms belong to. Even the wooden stairs hold up, but you have to be careful. Less than a dozen houses, some with a hint of renovation and with doors painted bright green. Strong stones and the classic wooden railing, first floor with access to the rooms from the outside on the balcony. The most beautiful room is the one on the first floor of the first house you come across. The walls are still adorned with beautiful paintings in a clear libertarian and “Aquarius” style, with bodies and faces in a hippy style. The walls of the houses hold up well and it is definitely a magical place for photography.
Photo 8: Head of a hippie woman
Photo 9: Hippie painting
Photo 10: double room
Old furniture and appliances. Mattresses and beds, newspapers from the eighties. Everything has remained as it was then defying time and those who try to take a little life out of this place by appropriating something that has no value. One can also imagine a hearth with a burning flame, but it’s just a hole in the wall that lets in the strong light from outside. Walking on tiptoe, speaking in a low voice, with only the sounds of the wood that now surrounds the town, one perceives the soul of the place and of those who have lived there: poor peasants who have destroyed themselves with work to survive, young people full of hope for a future where only love and freedom would reign, a man alone with the most trusted friend in search of isolation and inner peace, away from the diseases of this world. We silently and respectfully close the door of this enchanted place.
Photo 11: window with curtains and with symbol of love or dream catcher
Photo 12: wood stove
Photo 13: chimney
Photo 14: coffee pot on the windowsill
Photo 15: one of Fumegai’s houses
Photo 16: cellar with wooden workbench
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