At the top of Bagni di, Lucca`s volcanic hill providing the thermal waters feeding its baths is the charming hamlet of Colle.
From Colle, a narrow path leads through a grove of holm oaks.
One passes by an old stone cabin which, as two local vineyard keepers informed me, was where the German poet Heine, during his stay at Bagni, used to meet up with his ballerina girlfriend.
One then arrives at a circular building called “Rotonda del Colle”.

On this building is a plaque stating that it marks the site of the former castle of Corsena which was slighted (purposely demolished to put it out of action) by the Florentine army.

After the “Rotonda del Colle” one reaches the Chiesina degli Alpini built-in 1951.

The Alpini mountain infantry regiment with their characteristic black raven cap feather was founded in 1875 to protect the newly unified Italy`s northern alpine borders against the Austro-Hungarian empire.
In the First World War the Alpini distinguished themselves by fighting in an intransigent Alpine terrain of ice and snow. Indeed, to this day, especially with the results of global warming, frozen bodies of soldiers from that war are regularly being uncovered.
The Second World conflict brought even greater hardships (if that is possible) during the disastrous campaign against Russia. Sent to fight in the Caucasian mountains the Alpini found themselves instead in the Don river basin with inappropriate and inadequate equipment. Two Alpini regiments were completely wiped out and of a third only a tenth managed to return.
I had previously visited the little Alpini chapel to attend a service and remember meeting an Alpino who had taken part in that Russian campaign.

Once an Alpino always an Alpino. When soldiers leave active service they do not retire but remain `on leave` to form part of the ceremonial tenth Alpino regiment.
Today the Alpini continue their legendary presence by forming an important part of peacekeeping forces in such disturbed places as Afghanistan and the Middle East.
On the chapel, I noted a plaque with the Alpini prayer written by colonel Gennaro Soro and sent in a letter to his mother in 1935.

Here my translation of this prayer which is recited when Alpini gets together to socialize and commemorate their glorious history.
`On bare rocks, on perennial glaciers, on every crag of the Alps where providence has placed us as a faithful defence of our country, we, purified by dangerously fulfilled duty, raise our souls to You, O Lord, who protects our mothers, our wives, our distant children and brothers, and help us to be worthy of the glories of our ancestors.
Almighty God, who governs all elements, save us, armed as we are with faith and love. Save us from the relentless frost, from the whirlwinds of storms and the force of avalanches. Let our footrest safely on vertiginous crests, on precipitous mountain walls, on insidious crevasses. Make our weapons strong against anyone who threatens our homeland, our Flag, our millenary Christian civilization.
And You, Mother of God, whiter than snow, You who have known and experienced every suffering and every sacrifice of all fallen Alpini, you who know and gather every yearning and every hope of all the Alpini alive and in arms, bless and smile on our battalions and our groups. Amen.`
It was a lovely day for my walk; the peaceful atmosphere, the scattering of woodland flowers, the singing of the birds created a perfect haven for remembering those Alpini soldiers who have done so much to help preserve the peace of the troubled world we live in.














