Barro
from Galbally (furnace)
Saturday, February 27, 2010
from Galbally (furnace)
Saturday, February 27, 2010
very lazy day ...
started late, very late, at 10 am.
Generally, after such admissions would be natural to look for excuses. I will not ...
simply having had a full week of work, with my boyfriend, decides to take convenient.
The original idea was to get up and go for a walk ... But do not rush.
And there was no hurry.
Wake up, breakfast, ablutions morning ...
What do we do? Where are we going?
There is still plenty of snow around the house and the CEO Arterio, holder of 51% of decision-making, that is above my better half, just does not like going to tread the snow ... But by dint go with the artery, is now well arterizzata her ...
"Luke, are at least two years who say we go to see Barro ... We've been everywhere, have you brought in a thousand places but never there ..."
In fact, Barro had long been one of the destinations included in the carnet of future trips ... A set of reasons, or maybe just chance, coincidence, has meant that it was the "mountain" more near where we live had been the one that still had never trod.
In recent days, moreover, I had read a story more than enthusiastic about the beauty of this hill a little more than three thousand feet high. In particular, and I had awakened the curiosity of his friends on the report MontagnaForum ...
Well, had come the right day.
We spend almost free (except for a couple of Madonna on my part) and Monza roadworks. Can we take the highway that cuts through the Brianza and rather quickly ... we are leaving for Galbally My partner does not feel like doing too much difference, four months does not walk in the mountains ... Then we climb up to furnaces, where, shortly after a restaurant "interesting", we find a great parking.
On the right, a nice uphill path with adequate trail ... We climb to the Hermitage, already visible above us. Shortly after departure, we welcome some primroses and crocuses some ... A first taste of spring looming, and I very much hope will come soon ...
I know, I know ... The lovers of winter sports mandranno me to that country. But everyone is free to hope what he wants. I know I got new snowshoes and that I should "baptize", or rather, 'launch them "... But now I feel like id spring, light clothing and a healthy warm.
The views become ever wider as you climb, offering stunning views on lakes of the Brianza, is my love of the Larian Triangle and the course of the Adda ...
soon come to the Hermitage, already full of people. Small break ... Very little ... Too many people! A group of guys (maybe scout, perhaps an oratory in motion), with guitars in tow. I am thinking back to my teenage mind, but I can not enjoy it that much ... It will age, but I can not appreciate a young boy in the flesh at the same time that violent guitar and a song of Baptists ...
continue soon, taking the "Botanical Trail", absolutely delicious. Taking fine, after a short but steep climb, we deposited the saddle of boulders, where I can lose mega Sentierone and "cut" up to twenty meters and then having to descend cimotto many rocks along ... My partner expresses some doubts about my sanity and gives me a pretty good idea of \u200b\u200bwhat I likely would have happened if only she could lay hands on him ...
defuse the situation (if you still speak of "cut" I'll cut what you destined for military service, years ago), ripartimao uphill along a path euphemistically deifnito "for experienced hikers." In fact, it is a simple and beautiful path in some places a bit 'slippery and as careful where you put your feet ...
In short we come to the summit cross e. .. Blaze panoramas, 360 degree, from the plains to the Alps in the distance we recognize the Monviso and other mountains of the Piedmont to the Gran Paradiso ... Then the Cornizzolo, the Rai, the Horns of Canzo, in a very attractive prospect, the Moregalo, and then again on the lake, the mountains of the Valtellina whitewashed, the Grigne, Pizzo Tre Signori, the two hands, the Resegone, the crest dell'Ocone to Monte Marenzo and even the course of the Adda, Montevecchia, the plain and in the end, the Apennine Mountains ... Temperature very mild, milky and cloudy sky just ..
Together, a pair of hikers passing greeting and a bird, perhaps a partridge or something that is not afraid to take their allowance of snack crumbs .... We
full of views and then we go down, watching other primroses and crocuses ...
arrive soon to the Hermitage, where settle some pressing needs (a few sandwiches) and then down, by Proclamation, to see the Visitor Center and Museum ...
From here, about twenty minutes chaicchierate us to quickly find the car, happy.
We feel that perhaps the spring is really coming, at least at low altitude ...
We feel that we made the right choice, the appropriate itinerary.
Simply put, we feel good ... And we will return soon. Maybe you can tour "to the ridge ...
A really nice way to take advantage of an afternoon free ...
The rest is the usual story of a return to Milan ... But this time more readily than usual: I am invited to dinner by the mother-in-law and my belly is made hut "...
fitting conclusion to a really nice day, even a little bit lazy!
Until next time, Monte Barro, back soon.
started late, very late, at 10 am.
Generally, after such admissions would be natural to look for excuses. I will not ...
simply having had a full week of work, with my boyfriend, decides to take convenient.
The original idea was to get up and go for a walk ... But do not rush.
And there was no hurry.
Wake up, breakfast, ablutions morning ...
What do we do? Where are we going?
There is still plenty of snow around the house and the CEO Arterio, holder of 51% of decision-making, that is above my better half, just does not like going to tread the snow ... But by dint go with the artery, is now well arterizzata her ...
"Luke, are at least two years who say we go to see Barro ... We've been everywhere, have you brought in a thousand places but never there ..."
In fact, Barro had long been one of the destinations included in the carnet of future trips ... A set of reasons, or maybe just chance, coincidence, has meant that it was the "mountain" more near where we live had been the one that still had never trod.
In recent days, moreover, I had read a story more than enthusiastic about the beauty of this hill a little more than three thousand feet high. In particular, and I had awakened the curiosity of his friends on the report MontagnaForum ...
Well, had come the right day.
We spend almost free (except for a couple of Madonna on my part) and Monza roadworks. Can we take the highway that cuts through the Brianza and rather quickly ... we are leaving for Galbally My partner does not feel like doing too much difference, four months does not walk in the mountains ... Then we climb up to furnaces, where, shortly after a restaurant "interesting", we find a great parking.
On the right, a nice uphill path with adequate trail ... We climb to the Hermitage, already visible above us. Shortly after departure, we welcome some primroses and crocuses some ... A first taste of spring looming, and I very much hope will come soon ...
I know, I know ... The lovers of winter sports mandranno me to that country. But everyone is free to hope what he wants. I know I got new snowshoes and that I should "baptize", or rather, 'launch them "... But now I feel like id spring, light clothing and a healthy warm.
The views become ever wider as you climb, offering stunning views on lakes of the Brianza, is my love of the Larian Triangle and the course of the Adda ...
soon come to the Hermitage, already full of people. Small break ... Very little ... Too many people! A group of guys (maybe scout, perhaps an oratory in motion), with guitars in tow. I am thinking back to my teenage mind, but I can not enjoy it that much ... It will age, but I can not appreciate a young boy in the flesh at the same time that violent guitar and a song of Baptists ...
continue soon, taking the "Botanical Trail", absolutely delicious. Taking fine, after a short but steep climb, we deposited the saddle of boulders, where I can lose mega Sentierone and "cut" up to twenty meters and then having to descend cimotto many rocks along ... My partner expresses some doubts about my sanity and gives me a pretty good idea of \u200b\u200bwhat I likely would have happened if only she could lay hands on him ...
defuse the situation (if you still speak of "cut" I'll cut what you destined for military service, years ago), ripartimao uphill along a path euphemistically deifnito "for experienced hikers." In fact, it is a simple and beautiful path in some places a bit 'slippery and as careful where you put your feet ...
In short we come to the summit cross e. .. Blaze panoramas, 360 degree, from the plains to the Alps in the distance we recognize the Monviso and other mountains of the Piedmont to the Gran Paradiso ... Then the Cornizzolo, the Rai, the Horns of Canzo, in a very attractive prospect, the Moregalo, and then again on the lake, the mountains of the Valtellina whitewashed, the Grigne, Pizzo Tre Signori, the two hands, the Resegone, the crest dell'Ocone to Monte Marenzo and even the course of the Adda, Montevecchia, the plain and in the end, the Apennine Mountains ... Temperature very mild, milky and cloudy sky just ..
Together, a pair of hikers passing greeting and a bird, perhaps a partridge or something that is not afraid to take their allowance of snack crumbs .... We
full of views and then we go down, watching other primroses and crocuses ...
arrive soon to the Hermitage, where settle some pressing needs (a few sandwiches) and then down, by Proclamation, to see the Visitor Center and Museum ...
From here, about twenty minutes chaicchierate us to quickly find the car, happy.
We feel that perhaps the spring is really coming, at least at low altitude ...
We feel that we made the right choice, the appropriate itinerary.
Simply put, we feel good ... And we will return soon. Maybe you can tour "to the ridge ...
A really nice way to take advantage of an afternoon free ...
The rest is the usual story of a return to Milan ... But this time more readily than usual: I am invited to dinner by the mother-in-law and my belly is made hut "...
fitting conclusion to a really nice day, even a little bit lazy!
Until next time, Monte Barro, back soon.
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