A party on the terrace of the South
The long summer days are the perfect occasion to find out the peaks and restore your spirit reaching peaks of dense ground for new experiences and memories and emotions. No coincidence that the mountain people: those who want to try the five peaks and quickly fills the water, some for the first time moves in the park and see the tops confuse them, who attempts a half-hearted approach to the topography and all ' orientation, who want to reach the terrace to fulfill a promise or an anniversary party: lots of frantic feet move or already tired, but never dominant, to fill this passion called mountain.
We move that is early morning, leaving the hot and muggy that afflict cities and plains: the share all'Impiso allows us to breathe much more air and smiling faces are getting longer on the path we are now in eighteen to want Dolcedorme groped the top of the penthouse of Southern Italy, and to give moral support and a three and a half meters below the creatures who want to reach this goal: the goal then, more on other occasions, is to climb all, be all, each with their own thoughts, by their own efforts, each on his feet more or less large: Rocco, Frank, Tony, Nicola are just a few names but the spirit and the will to do it today has only one name. The path chosen is the so-called normal, for no particular reason, a way that surely is the hottest show in view of the prevailing south, but now no calculations, legs shoulder goes.
reached the altitude of 2000 to the snowfield below Monte Pollino and greeted the first loricati guardians, a bit 'of looks toward the valley South, and it rides the mixed green rocks to overcome the last ridge that divides us between the eyes and the long profile of the beautiful sleeping: it sweats and fatigue but some patch of snow we refresh body and spirit. For Luke, the smallest of the company today is tougher: the head and legs are not quite agree that, by now exceeded the Sella Dolcedorme and refreshed by a bit 'of Malevento that today is a great help, we are back with' providential help of John and his nuts magic that restores energy to the small legs.
the Timpa di Valle Piana watches us from hiding for a few more steps and the final amount of the long range: the Timpa exceeded even the game of riddles and songs of some singer turn out to be providential to ward off fatigue recent efforts: the silhouette of Stephan with his red shirt and then the Enzo they appear already at the top of the company while the others are scattered along the last climb: Luke feels that now is made and the rhythm of the songs and De Andre Jackson proves it: the breath in these lungs just six years!
we enjoy watching the south side of a mountain full of loricati inside me and I thank John for this beautiful last climb, a climb to three. But the surprises are not over even yet to come: I raise my head and fifty yards I see a shape that is not playing with a friend dall'Impiso us, surprised look better and sharp eyes fogged by light and sweat: the outline is not only a friend but two! A green shirt and a purple, the most beautiful colors of the day: Imma and Saviour, how nice! I see them healthy Giovanna now she reaches for the first time this summit. I think so then there is also the CAI Castrovillari the top as I had read by programs. Luke tells him that seems so, in a second, having digested all the effort and accelerates to overcome them and reach a glance who is waiting to greet him: the last piece of trudging up the last ridge before the summit: a hug and kind words fill my heart with happiness: never Today this mountain is so lush with joy.
reached the top I see more friendly faces: Gerardo, looking for me and greets me and we introduce ourselves: after we had only known on the phone we can finally shake hands and exchange a hug, catch up quickly Mimmo Peace I see the pile of stones marks the top: Gerald as I had not even known his kindness to send me a copy of his book, only to cut and collected images, which tells the story of these mountains, "The Pioneers of the Pollino" a few words with those that history has already lived in another era-when the mountains are often trod with poor resources and little food, fed only by deep passion-was a great honor for me: swap here at this summit a memorable thing.
The small sign and leave comments about the new book that Eugenio Iannelli summit, other knowledge of exquisite courtesy telephone now takes the form of knowledge in person, is responsible to place and make available to all, we are in today on this 60 terrace: 42, CAI increased from Castrovillari Loricati of ridge (1400 meters of altitude and exertion, but enjoying superb views and wonderful) and 18 of us came from Lucania side, a meeting in a beautiful terrace in celebration.
But they are about 14.00, it's up to hurry: 14.06 to point you in celebrate a little girl, Sofia, who walked with great hiker to reach this peak on the day of his birthday: pulled out a small cake, a cake from the mountains I would say, and a candle with the number eight of photos and ritual "Happy Birthday to you "now takes on a particular sound at this altitude," Compliments "to this day celebrated in this way.
few more minutes of well deserved rest, chat with some other people who know and appreciate the mountains because of the Blog (Luigi, Roberto, are only two that I remember so many names with which some handshake and a smile is is traded) and then touches on our way again: no matter how beautiful these places can be enjoyed with extreme sacrifices and long but for a few minutes grudgingly salute all those friends and begin the long and arduous path downhill. Abreast of the Timpa di Valle Piana (I think you call it that) a small snowfield that look down on the Fossa del Lupo presents us with the satisfaction of playing with the latest snow and some fresh white ball reaches the goal, sometimes it is lost on rocks but the joy of being there is the real protagonist.
The quick pace of the fittest and long reach the edge of the channel and we expect Malevento: the return to do it via a cooler, below the shoulder of the North Pollino: the Source of Rummo has never looked so good : many hikers find themselves tired today this source to drink, to express joy and satisfaction for the places and experiences as seen extraordinary. We are clearing the Vacquarro high and the enthusiasm of the morning calm words are now at the closing hour of the day and lived lovely: thank you all, fellow travelers, was an amazing day.
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