The name of the trail (dream road) speaks for itself. Taking this path means savouring what only nature can offer us: silence, delicate aromas and a view which changes as the seasons evolve. With the arrival of spring some delicate flowers bloom: lady’s slippers, primroses and violets. Immense stretches of purple capture our attention because the heather rules here and almost seems to want to invite us to lie down on its soft colourful blanket. In summer we are accompanied by the slow flow of the waters of the “lez” which has always invited children to build simple little boats made of cork or even leaves, a game passed on from generation to generation. And this leads to fun competitions with friends, to see whose reaches the end of the stream first.
