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Among the scents of autumn (Duglia 17,102,010)

Among the scents of autumn

I never tire of affirming that every human being, whether man or woman, boy or old, should be able to spend at least one day for each season between the paths of a forest, perhaps to a certain altitude. A day in the woods with autumn now borne by its smells and its colors invading everything through it, is an opportunity for rebirth is simple and modest to the intimacy of his own being and to the rest, at peace and rest.
So to find this "opportunity" we move under the Duglia in Pollino, a place very dear to many of us trail in all seasons, I believe that everyone has special places where it's always nice to come back and where there are always souls and new atmospheres to be rediscovered.

photo of Stephan S.

few drops of rain washed sky and leaves and the air is so light and pleasant to breathe the destination of today, from Lake Duglia is the old route built by Rueping privileged to be the path to get to the top Cardone, Toppo Vuturo to them and lean on the basin Raganello, great scenery and colorful now more than ever that is drawn from the crest of ' Infinity and the forest of sottostnate Fagosa, from Serra of Ciavole and Timpe of Falconara, San Lorenzo, Cassano with the background of the two humps of Mount sellar and a bit 'further east along the ridge of Forano Lake and Mount Sparrowhawk.

The sight of the forest is now characterized by much presence of fungi of all kinds, colors and different scents, from the red dell'ammanita muscaria (mushroom of fairy tales, or as Luke says of Snow White) to pure white of Vesce not yet mature and, therefore, firm and fragrant.

A nice pig all just waiting for us (and we will welcome dinner) as we cross the path of the shaded Rueping where today, unfortunately, there walks a terrain of a Russian car manufacturer: the Russians and even the Pollino motion: it seems that the saying "adda wines mustache! "has materialized only in the heart of the Pollino National Park in the open A?

Now that the new road under Vuturo Toppo, a layer of dark asphalt and still smelling of bitumen, the trail crosses the old machines will be reduced to get more than a day until the Great Gate? In the silence I think back to this incredible work man, already denounced by most anyone and I can not regret that too. Near the source of some Chedichemo wild plum trees slightly larger than cherries give us a little 'taste of the past: I make a good feast with Luke likes to think and to serve others with great enthusiasm and now the walk comes to an end and the air begins at sunset to give us the thrill of the first cold.

also went today to return calm and rejuvenated.

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On crest of Britain (Timpa San Lorenzo 10,102,010)

That it would seem a birdwatching excursion: in fact even the shadow of eagles in a beautiful warm day in October, a day-based hard rock and cliff faces. But the latter are those from which we systematically facing to enjoy spectacular scenery and breathtaking, although to be honest, for myself my breath has cropped up that the most natural spectacle. It starts at around 600 meters above sea level or less and now entertainment exalt the soul begin to "scramble" for free, walk with all grade I (?), I think, no more: but we find some nails left with rope and quick link to those who must have been deployed in the room: at this point sicuramnete we are no longer able to go down and our only proceed uphill until you reach the crest rather sharp in an ideal position to see the scale of the barrel that is on the other hand, the Timpa di Cassano, while below us the ' entrance of the gorge, and Barile Raganello only the gurgling of the suction.

It goes on as the edge of the ridge Start to accuse already signs of slowing down and the water we drink does not seem to be never enough: Giuseppe always in sight and never sweated before, unlike me who left copious sweat on the rocks as if they were a trail of passion, I realize My physical preparation climbing: the steps are getting heavier as more and more arms falling and we are not yet at an altitude of 1000! Now the day becomes for me an incredible grind for every inch gained, the mind wants to go up but the body, heavy weight, tends to crumble down, so I often find myself sitting in a deep breath: there's not much to do Today, almost stumbles breathing in unison with their feet! But it goes on, not a spring day where the sky seems to be placed on the ridge. The other stretch now and desist from attempting to recover and try to make my ascent, with my hand, with my thoughts. Rocco is with me, we have the same difficulties but also the same desire to reach the top: every now and then you move on the edge of the ridge to breathe more discovered these incredible spaces below us. So after 4 hours of climb scarce here we are, reach out to others sitting near the cairn that marks the highest point of this mass of rock called Timpa San Lorenzo: even today a little prayer and a thank you through my head and heart: this mountain so hard, unlike the futile, it shows everything in a different light, and the satisfaction of not having given up even if "physically broken" drives to give thanks for the thoughts we've done it once.

Fast way to group photos and the descent, another beast to watch out for trying to keep my legs which now have no master, they seem to show a couple of sessions unwanted "on the slippery stones. But two hours after the terrible descent is also abundant done and now we look with satisfaction, and a certain disbelief, the route developed: I do not think True, watching parts of the route, which was attacked a few hours before it hands and feet on steep slopes: the last walk on the road that leads us to the car is almost a stretch as I think of what my body will be sore tomorrow. It matters little, the soul of today has had it magical, unique and serene and this feeling of inner fulfillment will always delete all the effort.
Thanks to all for this day, a master G. for driving carefully and waited along the route to the mountain to give us happy hours and welcoming us today.

    

                    

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Some of the photos are of Angelo B. and Stephan S.; details IGM and elevation profiles have been developed by Stephan S.