Walking with friends in Tuscany is a magical experience

My friends and I are on the less travelled, white-pebbled side roads, the strade bianche. We see few people. No traffic, not even the odd tractor; it's obviously way too hot for knowledgeable locals to be out in the mid-morning heat. There's just the odd glance from passing motorcyclists as they double-take at the sight of a half-dozen women in our sexy sunhats but not so sexy shorts and trainers as we traipse the byroads, dirt paths and field tracks of Tuscany.