Hi bloggers,
it was yesterday evening about at 9:00 PM that I had a shower, my shoulder and my legs ached a little for the rucksuck weight that I have brought on my back for about ten hours and for the long walk that has take about thirty kilometers in the mountain. Now it's about 5:30 AM (the day after), my shoulder and my legs ache little less but I feel more then good! But now let's talk a little about yesterday...
Like every Sunday tomorrow I went to had a trip on mountain with my friend Nicola. Of course, like every time more or less, we departed from my home to an unknown mountain near Busa. After some little map-geographic and orienting problems, we have arrived to mountain refuge Graziani on Baldo Mountain; no sunshine has waiting for us only a cold and covered morning has gave us the welcomed!
After a while we have convinced each other that we have done a mmistake for the point of start but we have been near to the right point... in that moment we have done our second, now very big, mistake!
At 9:00 AM we were ready to went to Cima Telegrafo, yes the same place of last Sunday, but yesterday we have reached it from north-east, and not from south east. After twenty minutes of walk on the pave road we have took the path into a beech wood tree, the path S.A.T. numbered 251, that we haven't left for a long, long time... . After one hour we have left our last grass field and we have walked on the ridge, with a fall and dark Garda Lake on our right and a yellow grass-fields on our left distance behind an high barrier of Mugo-Pine tree. We have walked talked nicely about the week things that we have had occurred, sometimes with a short breath sometimes with a tea cup in our hand. We have continued to walk mountain top after mountain top and we have found nobody on our path not even we haven't saw in distance a lonely hunt with his faith dog have kept us company.
The third mountain top have conquered, all over 2000 meters, and about three hours of walk have passed but we haven't saw Cima Telegrafo jet, something haven't returned in our count because we must been very near to it! Just after about other two hours we have discovered how we have mistaken... .
It was 12:40 PM the first time that Nicola has told me the time, and Cima Telegrafo has been ahead us behind a mountain top, after about one hour and five fairly high mountain top we were under the big metal cross that signed almost every mountain top in the alps. We drunk our hot tea, ate some plain chocolate and of course ate my traditional trekking cake that I made the day before (this time was an traditional Trentino apple cake). At 2:00 PM we were ready to went home, we were awared that the return trip will be very long. We took the path S.A.T. numbered 252 down to the mountain through the mughi under a shiny sun. After about two-three hours we have walked again on a pave road that has conducted us to the car at mountain refuge Graziani.
Time have been passed and a curios paled moon has kept us company. We have been distance from the car jet, the chilly night has knocked with its hand on our bodies, we have dressed all our chilly-dress protection maybe we have seemed alone heroes of lost times... surely for the alone cars that has passed on the road we have seemed alone crazy guys! :-)
After a while the paled and curious moon has met in the sky million of shiny stars to talked about that two strange guys that have walked only with the company of their dark and faithful shadow. At about 6:40 PM, after about ten hour and thirty kilometers, I was in the parking place a little bit tired but light and free!
After a well-deserved supper pause at the near small village we went home, but now you know the rest of the story...
I would like to thanks with Nicola for him preciuos company that never bore ad always is bright and stimulate our chat. Many thanks Nicola!
From yesterday I'll bring with me the lightness of the fatigue when you passed a good time with a good person, when you walk on a crest mountain top by mountain top, when the moon signed you the road with the cold kiss of the night chilly keep you company. For me few things are precious like this and very few are better than this!
Good bye,
Mio
PS: This time there are not the traditional large photo gallery because the time wasn't very good!
Like every Sunday tomorrow I went to had a trip on mountain with my friend Nicola. Of course, like every time more or less, we departed from my home to an unknown mountain near Busa. After some little map-geographic and orienting problems, we have arrived to mountain refuge Graziani on Baldo Mountain; no sunshine has waiting for us only a cold and covered morning has gave us the welcomed!
After a while we have convinced each other that we have done a mmistake for the point of start but we have been near to the right point... in that moment we have done our second, now very big, mistake!
At 9:00 AM we were ready to went to Cima Telegrafo, yes the same place of last Sunday, but yesterday we have reached it from north-east, and not from south east. After twenty minutes of walk on the pave road we have took the path into a beech wood tree, the path S.A.T. numbered 251, that we haven't left for a long, long time... . After one hour we have left our last grass field and we have walked on the ridge, with a fall and dark Garda Lake on our right and a yellow grass-fields on our left distance behind an high barrier of Mugo-Pine tree. We have walked talked nicely about the week things that we have had occurred, sometimes with a short breath sometimes with a tea cup in our hand. We have continued to walk mountain top after mountain top and we have found nobody on our path not even we haven't saw in distance a lonely hunt with his faith dog have kept us company.
The third mountain top have conquered, all over 2000 meters, and about three hours of walk have passed but we haven't saw Cima Telegrafo jet, something haven't returned in our count because we must been very near to it! Just after about other two hours we have discovered how we have mistaken... .
It was 12:40 PM the first time that Nicola has told me the time, and Cima Telegrafo has been ahead us behind a mountain top, after about one hour and five fairly high mountain top we were under the big metal cross that signed almost every mountain top in the alps. We drunk our hot tea, ate some plain chocolate and of course ate my traditional trekking cake that I made the day before (this time was an traditional Trentino apple cake). At 2:00 PM we were ready to went home, we were awared that the return trip will be very long. We took the path S.A.T. numbered 252 down to the mountain through the mughi under a shiny sun. After about two-three hours we have walked again on a pave road that has conducted us to the car at mountain refuge Graziani.
Time have been passed and a curios paled moon has kept us company. We have been distance from the car jet, the chilly night has knocked with its hand on our bodies, we have dressed all our chilly-dress protection maybe we have seemed alone heroes of lost times... surely for the alone cars that has passed on the road we have seemed alone crazy guys! :-)After a while the paled and curious moon has met in the sky million of shiny stars to talked about that two strange guys that have walked only with the company of their dark and faithful shadow. At about 6:40 PM, after about ten hour and thirty kilometers, I was in the parking place a little bit tired but light and free!
After a well-deserved supper pause at the near small village we went home, but now you know the rest of the story...
I would like to thanks with Nicola for him preciuos company that never bore ad always is bright and stimulate our chat. Many thanks Nicola!
From yesterday I'll bring with me the lightness of the fatigue when you passed a good time with a good person, when you walk on a crest mountain top by mountain top, when the moon signed you the road with the cold kiss of the night chilly keep you company. For me few things are precious like this and very few are better than this!
Good bye,
Mio
PS: This time there are not the traditional large photo gallery because the time wasn't very good!
2 comments:
cos'hai fatto.... sembri un'altra persona nella foto!
Ciao anonimo/a (?) innanzi tutto ben venuto/a sul blog!
Mah mi risulta difficile risponderti... perchè non so in che veste tu mi abbia conosciuto: sarà la barba, sarà il berretto, o gli occhiali forse la bardatura che indosso in motagna o l'insieme di tutti i precedenti cmq sia è vero, la foto ed il soggetto non sono dei migliori. (ed è per questo che è in bianco e nero). Grazie del commento così evito di mettere le prossime foto on-line (ero già in dubbio se farlo...) li stento anchio a riconoscermi sono ancor più trasandato/mostruso! :-)
Alla prossima chiunque tu sia!
Ciao,
Roberto
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