Poco dopo le 7:00 ci alziamo,facendo una colazione un po'risicata con tè e un panino di burro e marmellata,ma per non superare il budget prefissato degli alloggiamenti a mezza pensione,già breached with wine and grappa, we are satisfied.
Clare has recovered the largest and its physiological functions are now the norm, as is careful to note us with your fingers and put a large av sorriso.Partiamo at 8:00 greeted the manager, a seventy great connoisseur of mountains and men, already struggling with its grids and cheerful as sempre.Sventola proudly on the flagpole, the red flag with the emblem of the white squirrels in the center of Cortina, in the fiftieth anniversary of the conquest of K2 by one of them, Lino Lacedelli, and Achille Compagnoni.
The sky is illuminated with white clouds sailed calmly on the blue and the highest peaks hidden by thick layers, which did not prevent the capture Lagazuoi and the Cinque Torri, historic climbing all Ampezzani since 1939, the year the Company Squirrels. We arrive at the shelter
Averau just as they are coming out and Mirko altri.Ci known each other for only five days but there seems to be old friends together, perhaps like no other mountain data.La cosa.Rasentiamo entire base of the precipitous wall Nuvolau, bypassing all the time who knows where large boulders have fallen, and bypassing some small ravine to reach the last step Giau 2236m, where we stop on the benches of the homonymous rifugio.Da here is the beautiful view of Ra Gusela, a stone tower from the top square that stands out against the sky. I feel healthy and turning around
recognize two Montecchio guys come so far in the car for an excursion. To tell the truth to see the paved road of the pass, even if the vehicles are rare today because who knows, I fastidio.Chissà provokes a sense of how to be beautiful and adventurous trekking in Nepal or Tibet, far from the so-called civilization, I think within me.Comunque, I tell them what we're doing, give the feeling crazy, and I salute all altri.Ci with broad smiles and backslapping.
Once broken we can expect a tough climb up a gravel fan where I try for a while 'to keep up Mirko, but I have to resign soon to see him go, while others turned to see a lot more down, staccatissimi. After a bit 'all of which are still known to fix a point on the rocks on the right, imitating and see a wonderful example of long-horned ibex leaping nimbly felina.Per a brief moment the silence is broken only by the rolling stones stirred dall'ungulato , which disappears with a last jump over the ridge.
reach the Forcella Col de Pimbin up again, with small sections of trail to follow the grooves washed out by rain until finally reaching the fork Giau 2360m, indicated by a gate that opens into a large fence ending up on both sides roccioni.Cambio big t-shirt soaked in sweat while a score of horses are to pry into my backpack and to Mirko, sitting slightly in disparte.Un foal begins to push even with the nose, which forces me to give him a piece of cioccolato.Pessima idea, because literally the whole herd comes over me looking for something sweet, and I find it appropriate to make me climb over the barrier to reach riparo.Quando the other I see Clare go into raptures and admire the skill with horses, Alfredo, learning then that it raises as a child.
continue in all groups in a bellissimo.Una expanse of green grass, dotted with rocks falling from the long wall which looks to our left and in which barely rise from the uniform profile of the Punta de Lastoi Formin 2657m and Spiz de Mondeval 2504m, and after a while 'we see the signs indicating a Mesolithic burial in an area that apparently was also the satisfaction of men primitivi.Il route continues mostly downhill, single track between the tall brown stems with numerous streams that flow across our cammino.Si sees just a spur of the Croda da Lago 2611m, It is a shame because this group has an elegant silhouette like few others, while a mild climb brings us to where we meet Fork Ambrizzola 2277m Fabrizio and Laura still stationary.
We walk along the trail that cuts through the gravel at the base of the spout Mezzodì 2603m crossing numerous hiking and enjoying, chatting cheerfully, this long stage, which now presents very low roughness to be addressed by linking a series of quasi-altitude forcelle.Dapprima quella di Col Duro2205m poi,dopo la malga Prendera,la Col Roan 2075m,la quasi omonima Roan 1999m ed infine la Puina 2034m.
Iniziamo poi ad attraversare zone ombreggiate da macchie di larici calando lungo un solco vallivo,per pervenire al bianco rifugio Città di Fiume 1918m,che sorge in una verdissima radura,ha delle belle panche in legno all'esterno che ci appaiono affollate all'inverosimile,e tutto l'insieme ha comunque l'aspetto di un luogo sereno.
Sono le 13:00 in punto.Cinque ore di cammino e soli duecento metri di dislivello,diciamo circa perchè risulta difficile quotare gli innumerevoli piccoli saliscendi,ma uno sviluppo che si può ragionevolmente supporre nell'ordine dei venti km,oggi.Decidiamo tutti insieme di concederci a plate of pasta with meat sauce and a couple of glasses of wine, not without a brisk caffèMentre tourists are slowly displacing along the road to natural background in which less than one hour leads to the road-Staulanza Selva di Cadore, we go to sit on the benches to enjoy the splashes of sunlight that pierce the clouds at times and that mitigate the cold breeze of the north.
We just below the towering walls of "Caregon of the Lord", Pelmo that rises up to 3168m, but we see only the pine forests above the scree topped by a snowfield, and about half the wall, because everything else is wrapped a thick fog that seems to gravitate to its summit.
Fabrizio and Laura decided to follow the variation Fork Val d'Arcia, climbing, and overnight shelter to Venice on the opposite side of the mountain, then warmly greeted them and we set an appointment at the stage successiva.Li long follow with the eye, then when they are just dots on the above scree see them disappear behind a ridge of rocks.
While we smoke a cigarette in the company, I Tecio Chef and Bossi do enumeration of what we have left as a spare, which is very little, and fortunately a tourist there that sells a whole package, then divided between fraternal friendship noi.Facciamo with Michael, a thirty-five of Lecco and her friend Anjelica same age, but Portuguese who has lived several years in Rome and Milano.Entrambi tall, handsome, and outgoing graduates, they say that are along the central stretch dell'Altavia, for a total of four stages.
arrive while Philip and Mark, who the previous day carried a variant, and a succession of smiles and jokes, with the first starting from the beginning to the beautiful Tampin lusitana.La funny thing is that it happens to be officially boyfriend a few years ago with the sister of his traveling companion.
cost me a good hour in a row to be able to access the shower, but do I really need and I enjoy it for more than ten minutes, oblivious to the door and punched humorous calls to move out by Filippo and Denis .
Dinner is truly exquisite, overflowing with our dishes, "the climber" and our good bottle of wine in tre.Noi, along with those of the two Sandhurst Treviso and Michele are the only Italian in the crowded hall, and it's wonderful what happens when Mirko cantatina.A decides to make a turn, each group of various nationalities sings a song of his native land, between rounds of applause, laughter grapnels and plums.
begin the Germans, then it is the turn of the Spaniards, clapping to accompany the show of sympathy Anjelica Portuguese, French and then the turn of the wheel in Austria and Canada, while the Swiss join hands to sing beaten on the table in the alternate-foot seated and the head at the end almost gored him stesso.L 'this unique Japanese humming a tune that makes us smile of pity, so it looks like a symbol of the cartoons, but when, with tenor voice, flying over the notes of operatic arias, the initial astonishment quickly became enthusiastic generale.Tocca us close the impromptu show, as good hosts home, and thanks to the considerable amount of alcohol we have in our veins, "Lord of the Peaks" succeeds quite well, all followed by in silence and then convinced by a prolonged applause.
I ask a white-haired gentleman, in his seventies, news of the photos on the walls and I learn that the six refuges in the section of Cai River, lost forever to the end of World War II when the Triglav, the Black Mountains, Rombon, Snowy and spent much of the Carso Yugoslavia.La section, or at least what little was left, all orphan, was adopted by thirty Sat after the war as his sub, then in the fifties, what sort of partial compensation for moral, was arranged a pre-existing hut and made it a refuge where we are.
The gentleman in question is an exile Julian, as well as being its presidente.Vedo for a moment off his smile and his eyes become umidi.Me attimo.Presa is just a guitar in hand invites us to follow him outside, no without being offered a brandy to all present, where there doth the entire repertoire of songs from Rijeka, Istria and dalmati.Peccato there are almost all unknown, which prevents us from making even the chorus on the choruses.
It is pretty cool and I have the jacket of the suit with the zipper pulled up until well into cima.Un po'alla once covered all the building, including Denis and Clare, and only the lights that filter through the door and break the windows of the same darkness of the night who became now complete, thanks to a cloud cover became compact.
I stop the entry under the steps to talk with Alfredo, and smoke the last sigaretta.E 'a pleasure to listen to his experiences in the mountains, and from what little I speak, most of his life passata.I older people have always much to teach us, despite what he thinks of modern society that tends to marginalize them.
Both fail to restrain sarcastic smiles seeing Philip in pressing Anjelica close up, with him trying to embrace it in every way and she does not know how to get free.
More or less I return at 23:00 and shortly after, while I'm brushing my teeth, I hear the whispers in the hallway of the dormitory the giggles and shrieks of the beautiful Portuguese, with repeated requests for a kiss made by Philip visibly drunk, his voice very alta.Ad some point, will be 23:30, someone leaves a door and various protests to the uproar rise slightly in all lingue.Per avoid further damage Anjelica agrees to be kissed on
are in the room con i miei compagni ed i due trevigiani e,dopo un po'di trambusto e le proteste di Denis,riesco a dormire di un sonno tranquillo.
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