Small Towns in Italy: Palazzuolo Sul Senio

Palazzuolo Sul Senio is a small town in Italy, located about 45 km North of Florence, Tuscany. Aside from a few photos and videos found online, there is not much information about it and I had no idea what to expect. If on one hand the idea of ​​crossing the Appennine on horseback was tempting, on the other… I was terribly scared. I hadn’t been riding for almost a year, because I never had enough time, and starting again with seven hours on the first day and just about the same on the following one, was quite extreme. However, my husband Al’s presence and a lot of messages sharing experiences on a Whatsapp group dedicated to this trip did the trick. We were going to be adventurers for a weekend… even if it meant learning to pack light. And I mean… light. Everything had to fit in a small backpack: that included our photo equipment. Can I be brutally honest with you? It was a packing nightmare! Yet the chance to explore yet another one of the small towns in Italy won me over!

Small Towns in Italy Palazzuolo Sul Senio Stables

Small towns in Italy: stables and abbeys

A train ride and a lift later, we arrive in San Lorenzo, Tuscany. We would spend the night at Badia di Moscheta, an ancient abbey dating back to the 1000 aC, restored without forsaking the memory of the Benedictine monks who built it. There are two large equestrian centers in the area: Badia di Moscheta and Maneggio Casetta, which is located in Marradi. One on the West and one on the South of Palazzuolo Sul Senio. The first one is known for its delicious steaks “alla fiorentina”, the second for the hikes in a nearby chestnut tree field, for an environmental program to learn to recognize the birds that live in the area.
When we arrived at the meeting point, we met Giovanni, mountain man and horse whisperer of Badia di Moscheta. Cowboy hat always on his head (I’ve never seen him without it) and an initially rough attitude, he looked skeptically at our backpacks. Did we really want to bring “all that stuff” with us? One by one he checked all the luggage, ours, and of the girls traveling with us. This is ok, this one you have to leave in your car, this other one won’t fit in saddle bags. When he got to our backpacks I was breaking into a cold sweat, wondering if I should’ve left that spare t-shirt at home. But he just solemnly nodded. Good job, he tells us. Your backpacks are fine. In short, it seems that I have finally learned the fine art of packing light! We were ready to add another name to the list of the small towns in Italy we’ve visited!

 

As the pickup truck ran along the winding uphill slopes that would take us to Firenzuola, Giovanni told us a bit of local history and anecdotes. When we arrived in the middle of a series of fields – and we did not even see a house in the distance – he said with some pride “we arrived, these are my horses.” With a whistle from the pickup truck he called for a group of horses in one of the many pastures all around us, but it stilt took us several minutes to get to Badia di Moscheta. Situated in the hills, almost hidden from the coniferous woods that reminded us of the American Black Hills, the Badia is so far away from civilization that not even your cellphone will work. All we could see were teams of horses that rode freely, protected from the road by simple fences. It was one hell of a nice meeting with the real small towns in Italy.

 

Small Towns in Italy Palazzuolo Sul Senio Haflinger

 

Small towns in Italy: Haflinger

Haflingers are Austrian horses, also known as “Avelignesi” in Italy. In the South of Italy where we live, as well as at the stables in Crete Gialle the place in Lazio I already told you about, there are American breeds as Quarter Horses, Paint Horses and Appaloosa. It was the first time that I saw entire hills full of these horses that looked all the same: honey colored mantle, with clear tail and mane. When I asked some of the cowboys in Badia of Moscheta what kind of horses I’d have to ride, they replied, with absolute conviction “Haflingers are machines.” These horses are very close to their team, so they defend each other or neigh to call for their companions if they are too far away. Extremely quiet, robust animals, they walk safely even on the tiniest mountain trail. A bit stubborn up to six years old, when they reach maturity, the Haflingers become the most reliable both for leisure and sporting activities.

In my naivety I asked Giovanni if they were going to them back to the stables at night and at what time we would saddle them in the morning. The mountain man looked at me as if he couldn’t believe his eyes. I found out that, unlike what I was used to, in this part of Tuscany horses live in freedom. Night predators prefer to eat deer, an easy prey, rather than having to fight with a team of horses. I had never seen anything like that, but I was definitely going to wake up at six the next morning, to make sure I was there when the herd returned to Badia di Moscheta to eat.

Meanwhile, one of the new cowboy friendst, upon seeing me so concerned, invited us to accompany him to see his beautiful horses. It was already dark night and along the trail on its 4×4 we could only see fireflies and the trees around us. After hopping on the seats for some off road (and it was pitch black!), we found them.
Do you want to know why he was looking for them? Not only because he wanted to introduce us to his “family members”, but because he’d bought them carrots and wanted to give them as a snack. You can see in the video at the beginning of this article the way his eyes shone and how the horses reacted to his presence. There is no doubt that man and horses have a strong bond: he is also part of their family.

Maybe this is the secret of the small towns in Italy we’ve visited: they all have a deep love for nature and animals.

 

Small Towns in Italy Palazzuolo Sul Senio Crossing

 

Small towns in Italy: Crossing the Apennine

The next morning, Badia di Moscheta began to fill up with cowboys and cowgirls. Despite it being really early, everyone had a nice smile on their lips and was ready to go. Our smile basically was due to the delicious pie with cream and pine nuts we got at breakfast, but not even that was enough to help me get over the initial nervousness.
That’s how I am, I can get extremely anxious! Before I got on the saddle, I started to doubt myself. Just like usual. The crossing would be difficult, and what if I as good with horses as I thought? The others told me of rough and sloppy trails while I was asking Al if it wasn’t too late to go home. What if I got seriously hurt?

Do you want the truth? I got on the saddle because I found, aside to my husband, a friendly face in the crowd. Cristina is a cowgirl who attends the riding school of Badia di Moscheta. Bubbly and cheerful, she always has a huge smile for everyone. She helped me to get on Zagabria, a beautiful Haflinger with a calm and gentle character, as I found out later. She immediately realized that I was nervous and instead of forcing me, she managed to calmed me with a couple of kind words and an encouragement. I must say that us women are always more perspicacious than men!
We didn’t have to choose anything: the horses decided what place they wanted in the long column. We were twenty-two and behind me I only had Luciano, a friendly guy from Puglia, Aldo who was riding Buriana and Cristina, whose cheerful chatter accompanied us for a good part of the journey.
In fact, seven hours are long and can become quite boring … unless you chat with your travel companions.

Riding through the woods, I realized that my ability to travel lightly did not take into account the cold and humidity of the forests of Northern Tuscany. The cold, because I was wearing a t-shirt and and a button up shirt, was too much. I wore two more t-shirts from my tiny backpack, and I looked like the Michelin man, but at least I wasn’t so cold anymore! People who live in the small towns in Italy, because more often than not these small villages are on the mountains, are already used to this strange weather, so only us “foreigners” felt the cold.


Along the path, on the silent Appennine, we met only a couple of groups of brave mountain bike enthusiasts. In this area Mother Nature is the only inhabitant. There are no cars, your cellphone won’t work and you won’t hear the city noises you’re used to. There is only the movement of the saddle, the heart that goes up your throat in the hardest parts of the path, the lapping of water in the streams that you will cross on horseback and the cheerful chatter of your companions. Once you get to the top, after climbing the mountain side, the view is that of the photo you find at the top of this paragraph. We didn’t even feel like it was the Tuscany we knew, but rather one of the Hawaiian green islands. The still pungent cold reminded us that until a few days before the entire crossing might’ve been cancelled: the weather forecast said that it might have rained.

 

Small Towns in Italy Palazzuolo Sul Senio TravellingDany

 

After an hour of lunch break in the woods, as you can see in the video, we got on the saddle to begin the descent on the other side. Another dozen of riders joined us, stretching the column coming from Badia of Moscheta to over 30 horses. Only an hour later, however, Giovanni warned us that it was better to climb down the horses once again. The path was too dangerous to attempt it on a horse. Meanwhile, leaving behind the damp cold of the forest, the sun started to brutally hit us, making us sweat a lot. We shared the little water we had left with Cristina, and then we started to walk, with our horses on a long leash. A few days before leaving, Giovanni advised us to wear mountain boots instead of riding boots. I understood the reason only while climbing down. If not for the grip of my boots, I would’ve probably hurt myself quite badly. The trail has no railing, and the pebbles below us made us slip more often than not. Full disclosure: I held my breath all the way down. Unlike me, Zagabria did never slip. I can confirm that the Haflinger have no problem on rough and slippery grounds. My new four-legged friend never hesitated. Smart girl!
After passing the rough path without any damage, we got back on the saddle with our knees still shaking.

The last part of the journey to reach Palazzuolo Sul Senio was perhaps the most boring one. Or perhaps simply the exhaustion had drained all the words. My abdominal muscle ached and my legs felt like two chunks of wood. I felt very happy when, at the end of the path we found the Carabinieri patrol ready to escort us into the city. Like in many other small towns in Italy, Carabinieri (less frequently the Italian Polizia) represent the law.

 

Small Towns in Italy Palazzuolo Sul Senio Crossing2

 

 

Small towns in Italy: arriving in Palazzuolo Sul Senio

Despite our tiredness, I couldn’t help but notice the efficiency that welcomed us. The traffic was blocked to let us pass and many photographers waited for the long column of incoming riders. The smiles of the old ladies who got out to greet us was priceless. A great introduction to Palazzuolo. But as I approached the town, I couldn’t believe my eyes. Flowers everywhere, a small, quiet river where the fishermen were pulling up the catch of the day, wonderful weeping willows and red shrubs. Looking around, in arriving at Palazzuolo Sul Senio, all that you see is nature. Mountains covered in green give you the impression of being in a world forgotten by modernity. It can be partly true since mass tourism hasn’t arrived to soil this small village between Tuscany and Emilia Romagna. The few tourists who come here are Mugello motorcyclists, who are left baffled… just like us. This is what often happens when you visit a lot of the small towns in Italy: people don’t even know they exist.

 

Small Towns in Italy Palazzuolo Sul Senio

 

The small clock tower seemed to be straight out of a children’s fairy tale, just as the church bell tower that stood against a completely green and lush mountain wall. The town hosts about 800 people all year round, a numbet that increases just slightly in Summer. Famous for a Medieval fair that the town is slowly trying to bring back to the beauty of the past editions, it organizes many Summer events and festivals.

Meanwhile, we crossed the whole village, joining the others who had already arrived. After removing the saddle and giving water to the horses, we left them to the pastures and we met the second part of the group, which came instead from the Maneggio Casetta of Marradi.
The cowboy tradition here is to enjoy cold beer … at all the bars in the town, as soon as you climb down your horse. After the first one, however, we decided to go to Ca ‘Scheta, a cute b&b located on the mountains around Palazzuolo Sul Senio. Mrs. Paola welcomed us with a smile, showing us this delightful little place. After a refreshing shower, we returned to town for the evening party. Tuscan wine and food ifor everyone, dances and music all night long: these people get tired!

 

Small Towns in Italy Palazzuolo Sul Senio Bell Tower

 

Actually, we would have had to get on the saddle next morning to explore the Apennines from Palazzuolo Sul Senio to Marradi, with our guide Vincenzo, horse whisperer and expert of these mountains. However, the many months of inactivity have brought so much pain that we just gave up to explore the area. As many of the small towns in Italy, Palazzuolo organizes many local events. We had a “Tortello Festival” to attend, with homemade pasta: we wouldn’t have missed it for the world!

After a delicious breakfast consisting of tarts with jam, biscuits and delicacies cooked by Mrs. Paola, we met Phil, the guru of this area, the one who seems to know everything about everyone. Passionate about these mountains, in fact, he knows them as his pockets: when he talks about Palazzuolo Sul Senio his eyes glow. He helped us to explore this cute little village, highly appreciated by Austrian and British motorcyclists. Like the Gustav Line, there has been a lot of fighting here and there are so many monuments dedicated to the World War II victims, especially British soldiers.

 

Small Towns in Italy Palazzuolo Sul Senio Courtyard

 

Small Towns in Italy Palazzuolo Sul Senio Garden

 

 

Between flower gardens worthy of the best fairies and small hidden courtyards, we spent a pleasant morning, meeting a 82-year-old motorcyclist, still riding his Moto Guzzi Airone, a very old model, who chatted about his adventurous life. This is probably what we’ll always remember of Palazzuolo Sul Senio, more than many other small towns in Italy: people always welcome you with a smile, as if you were a family member.

After a good plate of tortelli (Italian pasta filled with meat) – strictly handmade by the women of the country – with wild boar sauce, and another one with nettles, fried with sage and butter, we explored the Museo delle Genti di Montagna. This Archaeological Museum organizes interesting courses and lessons for children and adults: forging, archery, terracotta processing. Despite the small size, it is really rich in history. I suggest a visit also for the presence of a curator always available to provide information and tell anecdotes about each piece of the collection.

When our trip ended, we felt sad in having to say goodbye to our new friends and to these magnificent newly discovered places. So much so that on the train, as we returned home, we asked candidly to each other… hey, why don’t we come back next year? After all, we’re always ready to explore these small towns in Italy!

 

Have you read our historical trip on horseback to discover the Gustav Line in Italy?

 

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54 Comments

  1. Kelly Ann Duhigg

    Wow. This sounds like such a fun experience. I used to ride horses when I was a kid and would love to do it again in a small town like this where it is a more authentic experience. Also love that you stayed in a manastery. That sounds so magical!!

    1. It was!! And if you’re looking for horse riding in Italy I can suggest Palazzuolo or the lower part of Lazio where you will find Crete Gialle. It’s the places I trust the most because the people who manage the places are very experienced and treat their horses as if they were members of the family! I’m glad you liked the article, thank you for reading! :*

  2. Kate Michelle Conti

    awww love your article! I’ve explored many beautiful little village between tuscany and emilia romagna and they are so beautiful, exactly as you’ve described! they literally seems in a world forgotten by modernity! The video of the horses is so cute, they seem so happy and relaxed! 🙂 like the 82yo motorcyclist, my dad had a Moto Guzzi too when he was young hahaha very beautiful and vintage 😀

    1. I’m really glad you like it! At first I was hesitant at putting so much of my and my opinion in there, but I’ve been asked so much these last weeks from people who wanted to “hear my voice” that I gave it a try! So have you been to Palazzuolo too? To be honest the area is totally underrated, not even many Italians know about this part of Italy! And we do have a Moto Guzzi too! It’s a Moto Guzzi Griso, we explore with it a lot, especially the Amalfi Coast!

  3. Wow those horses are beautiful! I’ve been horseback riding in Italy and it is so beautiful. Personally, I am a Western rider and it’s pretty much impossible to find any Western saddles in Europe. I learned how to ride with English but Western is so much more comfortable for me. Do you have a preference?

    1. Yes they are! I don’t get to see them in my area, where they mostly use American horses like quarter horses, paint, palominos or appaloosa! Actually in Palazzuolo they had both Western and English saddles, we were using the Western ones because they are more comfortable for long trips, but that’s what I prefer. I’m a Western rider too! For example at Crete Gialle in the lower part of Lazio they only use Western saddles and American horses, and that’s why I ride there more often than not!

    1. Oh you can reach Palazzuolo sul Senio also with a shuttle bus ride from one of their B&Bs! And of course they also offer shorter horseback rides too. I strongly suggest this trip if you want to explore an almost untouched part of Italy, I’m still baffled at how underestimated is this area!

    1. I wish we had Haflingers here as well, not that I don’t like American horses! Yet it makes sense, we don’t have that kind of mountain paths in my area! As for exploring on horseback, I’m trying to do it more and more often, it’s sustainable and it definitely offers a new point of view 🙂

  4. Kavita

    What a wonderful adventure and experience! Not only a unique way to experience the local area, but also a great way to meet some of the people who live there. I can understand why you were so nervous, but wow, I bet you are glad you didn’t chicken out. Amazing!

  5. Nina Danielle

    This is amazing! 7 hours on a horse is probably a lot any time hahaha… and I’ve heard from so many people how that they stumbled in to towns in Italy that weren’t even on a map! I’m saving this, we are going to Italy next summer 🙂

  6. Lara Oliveira

    Reading about your weekend exploring this small italian village was so pleasant! I haven´t tried horse riding yet, but after reading your article I felt tempted to do so. Also, thanks to this post besides adding Palazzuolo Sul Senio to the list of places I want to visit when in Italy, I´m adding Tortello Festival to the list of things I want to experience in Italy. Attending a pasta festival would be a dream come true for me! I truly love pasta!

  7. Sandy & Vyjay

    Wow! what a lovely place. Never knew about it when we were in Florence. So this is what we missed and regret. The Horses look magnificent and how nice that they are free to roam about in the green pastures. Tuscany is a region with such lovely hidden gems, that probably one can spend a lifetime exploring this region.

  8. Anshula

    Wow! This sounds like a fairytale! Staying in an abbey must have been such a unique experience! The horses look so dreamy (I’ve never been riding and I’m way too scared). I would have held my breath on the way down too (to be honest, probably the entire way). On a side note, Zagabria is such a pretty name for a horse…does it mean something?

  9. Katherine

    I absolutely loved the video! Especially the way they were taking the horses back 🙂 Very ingenious. Why ride them when you can lead them on your little four wheeler! It looks like beautiful countryside for them to live in.

  10. Aarti Kamath

    We were in Italy last September and I agree that Italy has so many small towns which are not promoted as much – I am sure that is the intention anyway! I am sure they wouldn’t be liked as much if they became heavily commercialized! Beautiful pics, btw :)..

    1. Nice! Where were you in Italy? Our Country is full of small towns and villages: they are very charming and more often than not, tourists just skip them. Tuscany? For many, many people it’s only “I go to Florence”. I see that Florence is awesome, but there’s so much more! And thank you very much, I’m not a professional but I love to take tons of pictures when I’m traveling!

  11. Katie Dickinson

    Such a cool adventure! I don’t know if I’d be brave enough to take on a journey like that – especially since I haven’t ridden in *years!* And its so interesting that they don’t stable them at night… but the idea of a horse-pack is surely intimidating for any predator 😀

    1. Full disclosure: I hadn’t been riding for about one year! So yes, I felt all the bruises and the sore spots! Yet I’d been thinking for so long about a horseback adventure that I jumped off my chair when I’ve heard about this yearly event! Yet you can reach Palazzuolo also by car! We just decided to take the hardest route! 😀 Giovanni from Badia Moscheta told me that a pack of horses is very dangerous for wolves because they tend to kick very hard. Wolves can get killed, so they prefer to hunt easier preys! Before to get to Palazzuolo I’d never seen a pack of horses just living in the open, wild and free! Where I live they all keep them in the stables!

  12. Rosemary

    Sounds like a really fun adventure. Your video is amazing and the towns are so quaint and peaceful. The horses are gorgeous and so glad you were able to enjoy spending time with them. The Tortello festival sounds like fun, the kind of festival I’d love to attend. Great to learn more about the region!!

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