Senerchia Vecchia
Senerchia (AV)
Hidden gemVillages
The story
On 23 November 1980 the mountain unloaded the village into the valley. The old centre was never rebuilt: houses split open like boxes, caved-in roofs, and the vegetation taking back the alleys metre by metre.
Access
FREE, area partly fenced off
More gems in Senerchia
- Nature & hiking
Oasi Valle della Caccia
Senerchia
Along the Acquabianca stream a path climbs between mossy caves to a waterfall that plunges some thirty metres: the WWF oasis where the Picentini keep their clearest water.
- In the water & diving
Cascata dell'Acquabianca
Senerchia (AV)
The water falls milk-white down a rock wall, in a valley the earthquake left almost unreachable — and which for that reason stayed wild.
- Nature & hiking
Grotta Profunnata
Senerchia (AV)
The sunken one: a karst shaft plunging into the heart of the Picentini, with a name that is already a warning.
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