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Bella climbing

Saturday morning (4 0ttobre) starting pay (seven) for Arco, Wall St. Paul. At about 9.30 after breakfast and defecatio Rite I, and Ugo attack "Pigs with Wings." Ready
on ... the first pitch starts with a dihedral duretta (6b) then is simplified with a traverse to the right side, a second pitch the sixth, this one features a cross toward the right (including a short downhill), the third pitch is a fairly easy hike to right, fourth pitch, a beautiful exposed beam always leads to right under a strapiombino and there is little surprise, some idiot has fun remove plate and hammer against the rock of the screw itself, with the result that we must address the roof with bolts six feet on the left (= flight monstrous pendulum) Ugo still gets along very well ; fifth pitch enough easy (5b) with exception of a beautiful passage (6b?) that leads to a dihedral on a beautiful plate, and then parked, sixth and last shot very nice, easy, and exposed (5th) at the exit that leads into the forest over a limestone ridge.
Bella away with neo can not hardly ever see the climbing partner due to the development of structured way; other note, the long beams also require the climber to be second (in this case me, I have not even pulled length) to a constant attention (in case of a fall the clocks are not always in perfect position), the first two pitches were around the back woods for an easy flight of the fourth.

Ugo on the crossbar in the second shot
Ugo concerned about the roof unprotected

that I starting on the sixth and last shot

few meters and are out too (ah, under the ' elastic helmet on ... I have the topos of Norba sorry, but we have torn a page from your guide)

Thanks to Hugh that foo is all pitches. Actually the last I wanted to do it but we were so messed up that we parked declined to place the string so that I could leave.
beautiful sunny day, not hot and windy from the north. A sandwich and a beer on the beach were a great champion crown.

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You are the source of life I see the smiles of those who welcomed me
On my return in the evening. The
perceive in their gaiety
I feel it in their words
I see it in their gestures. They

And are you a bit 'too' me.

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Völs (Bz)

And the sea after it took a bit of mountain and that mountain. Völs is a village of perhaps 400 souls, 900 meters above sea level and in summer a few tourists in the few houses but comfortable, sometimes too comfortable facilities.
Fiè welcomes us temporalone greeted with a nice evening!



But the next morning we are ready for a trip to Alpe di Siusi, the largest plateau in Europe. A few phone calls to friends and the large group gathers at 1900 meters above sea level to wander the beautiful plateau. I let the pictures speak ...


Want to make children happy? Remove their shoes, give them a large lawn and even if you do not say thank you, their eyes, their gestures, their games, their cries of joy fill you too ...


Then a little more challenging hike, you go to the "city of stones", this time not with the intention of climbing, but to wander blindly in the moonscape that and get on the slopes of Sasso Lungo. We are more than 2,000 meters above sea level and pulls cold air ... the Sella group, we observed severe



We knew we would see the Edelweiss, but we would never imagine so many ...


Then meet friends and do not resist, do arrapicare the offspring, which in that place, the sight of Sasso Lungo, is exalted ... and watch the giant with awe and compared

the next few days yet we are dedicated to children


And finally I decided to take a trip in search of pictures, I headed to the mountain and abandonment Cavone the path, with some sense of direction, with a bit of a glance, with much luck and a telephoto shot up to you ... make beautiful and unexpected meetings ...


E 'was a nice holiday ... goodnight

PS A special thanks to my wonderful "sweetheart" who does not like to appear in the blog but for nearly two decades quietly shared with me all our experiences ...