There, where the Gran Paradiso National Park begins, opens up
the silent Valley of Cambrelle, a place unknown to most, sheltered from wind and kissed by the sun.
Entering Locana (coming from Pont Canavese), after 500 m, you'll find a bridge that trespasses the river "Orco", the street continues to the Ski-Resort of "La Cialma". Following that road, at 1210 meters you'll get to the location "Porcili", near to a curve (where you have the possibility to park your car) where you'll find a little wooden hut that shows the locations and routes in the valley. From here on you have to proceed by foot on the agri-pastorale-road.
That road forwards into the valley, with ups and downs, surrounded by shadowy woods of chestnut trees and beeches. All around you find the clear evidence of the process of matching the mountain to human requirements that were performed by men in centuries: the mountain has been formed to make space for pastures and fields, the burghs you'll encounter tell the stories made with sweat and fatigue of brave men, forever lost in the night of time.
Those burghs once were filled with life, they grew potatoes, rye, the pastures were clean and cured. The earth on the precipitous slopes of the mountain were detained by terracing walls on which grew apple trees, pear trees, chestnut trees and cherry trees...all cured and trimmed properly. Now, after having feed thousand of mouths those trees and pastures slowly suffocate under the faultless fist of brambles, fast growing trees and plants.
The walls, all made only with stones, begin to fall because of trees pushing them away while growing. That's how many fields disappear, built by men with a lot of fatigue, pain, sacrifice and wilfulness originating from the need of crude surviving.
At the bottom of the shadowy valley runs the rio Cambrelle which finds its origin in the lake Boiret at 2.254 meters. The road brings you within 40 minutes to the abandoned but populated burgh "Cambrelle", where today in its very centre rises the Alpine Shelter "Santa Pulenta". Just in front of it, in a very dominating and panoramic place thrones the sacred sanctuary of San Vito. Inside the little church the beauty and the donations testimony the gracefulness to the saint, the devoutness and the humble faith of the mountain people.
At the beginning of the 20th century Cambrelle was home to several hundreds of people; then the slow but unstoppable emigration from the mountains concluded in a completely abandonment. The burgh experiences an awakening every year in august for the festival of "San Vito", and today it hoots for its rebirth thanks to the family Cappelletti-Testa, who restored one of Cambrelle's historical homes.
The songs and the traditions came back to brighten this little nook of mountain, rich of blooming pastures on which cows, goats and sheeps still pass the summer months. After the long winter sleep, in spring the mountain awakes with the sound of cows and goats that climb on the mountains, thanks to the calls of the shepherds, to the barks of the dogs pasturing the flock: it has been like this ever since the first home was constructed in Cambrelle. Now, thanks to the presence of the Alpine Shelter, the burgh is inhabited and alive again, in all four seasons.
Here you can find warmth, acceptance, silence, peace, rest, a warm bed, fine mountain cuisine and good wine. All around you'll find wild mountains for you to explore, paths leading to all of the three lakes in the valley. By foot, on snowshoes, on skies or on a mountain bike. You also find rock faces for climbing and a lot of little creeks for fishing.
Ennio and his family are looking forward to welcome you, to revive the spellbound scenery of the Valley of Cambrelle.