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Eianina: emotions and laughter in the vertical (02062010)

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Eianina: emotions and laughter in the vertical (02062010)

Thanks to a wonderful opportunity given to us by CAI Castrovillari and his associates find ourselves willing to live and experience the thrill of putting hands and feet on the rock to secure a mountain live a little 'more vertical.

Eianina The arrival at about 9 am I to create some 'dismay at the sight, under a leaden sky that blocks the first rays of sun, these amazing cliffs that rise from the ground and especially from thinking that someone up there moves as if it were in his slippers at home.

to welcome us, however, in the small knot of people all anxious to get their hands on the rock, there are two exquisite people and pigeons, Calabrian occasion in less than no time are transformed into animals by the wall, the shoes with rubber spiders clinging to the rock where least expected and instruct us, hanging on handles invisible but they provide there, what to do. From a very warm welcome body, as if exhausted arcs, spread the rays of sun and clouds gave way to a fantastic day.

U Lupu "begins to spur us poor aspiring climbers, especially me, to move all parts of the body to reach the end of the route: spread as those of a sloth cartoon, but always at risk of bouncing a ball hanging from a rope, but I find myself wanting to give up a legendary phrase "go, whose teeth, whose teeth," she allows, after minutes of stasis mystical "about what I do here "to reach the infamous chain that marks the end of the street ... and lucky for us only to "bad babies"! The other company Calabria-Lucania learn and move which is a beauty under the advice of teachers who are at the bottom to make sure: the kids who try and do the climbs are a spectacle: a clean fun of this kind takes away any anxiety young and old, so it's like therapy emphasizes Imma.

the first experience of consumption accelerated rubber and leather we head toward something more complex, the "Mountain Lion", a wall about 10 to 15 meters away from having that already causes me some concern, and then close whispers, "Forget it, forget it!" . But we have "u Lupu and Imma in support and so, after having observed and understood what it means to ascend to the first and other terms of climbing, we begin to trust and take delight in laying their hands on the rock, beautiful ... but how hard for people like me who only knew of vertical ascent in the elevator condominium! A pischelletto of even ten years likes to go where others trudging and a pleasure to hear back from climbing to the emotions with phrases from the series "come here today, this is just a nice gift", a phrase that should be encouraged many parents to bring children into the mountains. The gift for adults, however, drove him out Savior Panellinia a whole delicious stuffed peppers, "the baker", food to those who have to bite the fingers that other rock, snacks and various industrial genres. In a short time with the help of all the board is set up and over the rock we eat something: my poor body are affected as the necessary rest before giving the nth vertical climb.

The merry band so is to end the day that have passed the 16.00 while a series of mountain lions attacking the cliff lit by the sun for more parts with dexterity, muscle and acrobatic skills, but always with the necessary caution and in complete safety: leaving a bit 'of our hearts on Today these cliffs that gave us so much joy, excitement and serenity, we are truly grateful to those with passion, dedication and effort in the preparation of walls also allowed many to get close to the mountain, even if a mountain is more technical and certainly much more vertical! We thank Imma Except for all the patience and offer explanations in the precious and injections of confidence that have made all the time, basic foundation for those who live the mountain, we hope to be there for upcoming events and maybe make ourselves useful to help someone learn this practice that promotes human relations environment in our host and run the way for broader protection of our land, our land .

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Iannace (01052010)

Iannace

now there is no way to know on the surface of our skins have already challenged the contact and contrast emerge more united.

is this friendship that leads us to put ourselves in the usual way, looking out to gaze upon, each in its own uncertainties, in their own discretion strong understanding of who does not want to know why.

Thus we find ourselves at the beginning of the ditch Iannace, at an altitude of 1260 meters, there is no doubt this morning the weather is nice a peak, the greenhouse Crispo ahead. At this level the trees are already in full foliage and green colors the air already: there's plenty to think and the path along the river is already under our feet, quick pace that they want to try once again contact quetsa with virgin land, just wake up after the thaw. Traces of white greet us in points more in the shadows and the cold air current from the carrier makes us think that the winter up here is not really gone and spring is struggling to warm the earth.

Tempers are hot, we go in a few chats and laughter to overcome the gap that separates us from the last bridge, now the track is required, it is still so much water from melted snow to try to get right up to the gorges that mark the ditch of Prisons. A broken bridge, last finoall'anno still solid if a little 'shaky at the mercy of the current makes me think of what could be violent awakening here, and it may decide the weight of snow on the strength dlla of things go through some parts of the forest 'where the water tilted in contrast to the roots has a slope that is shaped by the river bank, you go up and the light begins to take over the forest and moat, even if in a little' the new vegetation will rebuild a roof of leaves and a cool choice for hot summer days. These beech trees, ancient guardians of this place, leaving no room for deep views: you simply look down the stretch dug from the river to look a bit 'deep. After passing the last bridge in a few minutes we plan Iannace superb in its green under the sun. Flowers of all kinds thwart this green and the scent of daffodils in flower softens the air, down nearly strong brand name perfumes should stun passers not allowed to move to violate the first green after waking.

The contrast of green fir trees in the winter of red beech trees still dormant diop as the long winter has now another taste, not the autumn when a little 'green and yellow of the melt and give indescribable nuances, but that soon will disappear, making a contrast fir and beech trees are very similar in the variegated green foliage.

Increasingly, small-scale source Iannace almost at the edge of the road in the company of mossy boulder, quenches our thirst with water from the tops: large beech trees here are home of the wolf, the hare, fox and wild boar, I think, find shelter and roots in the hottest summers: now you can smell the peaks and the pines begin to take undisputed loricati their spaces, unique esmplari tree can endure at this altitude in cold winds and frosts.

We are so bright, we do not see anything but imaginary paths climb that we are now moving in alternating directions with no particular way required. The intense scent of loricati and their resin melts under the first warm just can not breathe deeply as well as small insects hidden in the grass can not help but jump in our step. All the peaks are now visible more or less snow and sea in the distance appears in the mist to define the coastline. Every time I am surprised to observe that although these loricati been dead for many years remain here still, sentries on guard unperturbed as knights in front of his fate.

You can not not love these posts, you can not even think that any work can be reevaluated: a reflection on this insane concept of revaluation used every time you want to go beyond the natural course of things. The revaluation can not be an interior, which matures in under fatigue made to reach out and touch closely these unspoiled places: it is always a matter of respect: those who think and suggests that these sites may be earned and lived through machines and tools whom you ask to cancel the effort of the mountain is on a dangerous road, for our land and for these places. The ephemeral is not appropriate here, only simplicity and humility to live and breathe these places.

With travel companions for this day yet another "outside"

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photos are the work of Franco O. and Rocco C.

Linsey Dawn Mckenzie Bilder

Murgia, Bosco di Lucignano (05042010)