Billeraut Forest

How do you imagine fairy tale forests? We imagine them just like Bosco Billeraut, in the heart of the Asiago Plateau: tall fir trees, ground covered with soft green moss in the summer and snow in the winter, and the rhythmic pecking of the black woodpecker to break the silence. A forest capable of distracting you for a while from the hustle and bustle of everyday life. A forest where you can find some peace and – perhaps – get to know yourself better as well. It is no coincidence that Mario Rigoni Stern, who lived in the forests of this plateau, wrote ” My prayer is to stay silently in the forest.”