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The trip already planned last year, and then jumped, finally took place.
Saturday, May 15, at 18 we all farm Skerlj Sales (TS),
and we all settle into three apartments, except Philip / Fedipos / The Great, who
now, practicality and respect, just call: "The Great".
The Great and his family, are installed in the parking lot with a camper Agri.
So far so good, except for one small detail = 13 !!!!!. WE But who cares
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.
At 19 we start on foot and after about 500 meters is the restaurant that welcomes us for dinner. The Great
takes place downtown, at his right hand, Paolo da Verona sits with her three friends and then from the jurisdiction
Lorenzo Cremona.Alla of his left hand sits by Marco Bologna, Riccardo
Camuna from the distant province of Pordenone and then Sherpa.
Then the Great took bread, broke it and gave it to his disciples Opss!! sorry!!
I had left to take ..........
But one thing the Great = You said Sherpa, tomorrow morning at 7 am, before breakfast,
deny the abyss, and you betray your loyal friend Ric54.
But the white wine flowed well and was able to keep up with the red, so we
worried that much. Meanwhile, Alex comes to us CNSAS Triestino with his wife and
Pasca77 with his wife.
The evening passes very well, because When the wine starts to run low, The Great
gets to bring a jug of water and turns it !!!!.
The night runs off well, though for some, in a way un'pò abnormal, that is what I mean:
dogs playing with cats, sleeping cats with mice, men who lie with other men.
Unfortunately the bed was a double and then, indivisible !!!!!.
at 7 o'clock we are all ready for breakfast, already divided by caving in (all in blue overalls, his face white-collar).
And as predicted, the Sherpa denies the Abyss three times, but the great and magnanimous and forgives him.
During lunch, Paul leaves influence un'pò a parable in which the great tales
recovering drowned, where the major difficulty is due to swelling of the body and then
also to its greater weight.
and the Great said (Mark 52-Luke 21) = e porc .. troi ... how the hell do you make a move which is roughly twice
in a hole of 30 centimeters in diameter, porc .... putt .... you have to chop ................!!!!!!!!!!.
Parable + + sleepless anxiety abyss = blood pressure under your feet !!!!!!!!!!!!
So, Paul, decided to go away for a couple of minutes from the world of the living.
So that we lose two in ten minutes, and 13 become 11 (Who said that 13 non- brings bad luck? ).
Big hit by a deep compassion, Paul entrusts to the care of his father's Sherpa, the two
spend the day eating-drinking and talking about helicopters. Since they also turned the wheel ..... Leaving
Sales and Trebiciano appointment with Alexander, who leads us into the car to the parking lot where we leave the car
about 30 minutes from the hatch of the abyss.
inbraghiamo Here, we take the helmet, faceplate, backpack and set off.
Alexander joins the group as a landlord, and especially the "opener of hatches."
So the group went from 11 to 12 people, and thus becomes:
"The Dirty Dozen", and the output was really so !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!
Alexander the karst open and slips inside and immediately follow the young Scaligeri Lorenzo Veronesi and then the Cremonese,
Big Val di Non, Marco da Bologna, Riccardo the Lombard, the fair sex formed by Cristina and Sonia and follow
their children.
nice move! All three candidates Caving Caving is a true (Alexander-Philip-Cristina-Luca)
so we go with confidence and peace of mind.
The complete absence of wind allowed us to go down well, being able to talk without shouting,
to breathe comfortably and not have his eyes filled with various junk.
But the bad thing was that after half an hour of sweat were already rotten, the air had become more "Thick" and the humidity
was very strong.
You could get out of breath, like when the winter is minus 20 degrees and the body was smoking everywhere.
Making photos became complicated, the fog caused by ourselves. The descent into the abyss
going well, just a couple of steps just-just right for me (mt 1,90 x 100 kg)
but never anything too difficult. The gulf has a long gut, sometimes closer to times larger, consisting of many wells
more or less deep and the descent is almost continuous.
just a few meters in front when you change well, and these are the only places where we can stay in 3 or 4.
wells down to allow only one person time, but without being too tight, not
so you never feel too closed or suffocation.
There are rope work to do and even traps to cross, then as said Philip = is one of the few
down in a cave that can make even non-caving. (Accompanied of course).
Now I think of the big bags that had Philip and Luke, I am sure that in any case if they had a better
and equipment that would have been able to get us out of trouble, if ever proof were needed.
And that says a lot on the experience and the ability of that "old nuisance of Fedipos.
The descent continued quiet and pleasant, and I, being almost in the middle of the expedition, I was a liaison between the two groups
. Sonia, calm down, even though it was her first time, suggested by Christine with her calm and professional
could make everything very simple.
Towards the bottom, we find the remains of wooden ladders, platforms in wood, nails and iron hooks, forged
and beaten at the hands of our predecessors.
I can not help but think of my father and my grandfather, who worked in the anthracite mines in Valle d'Aosta
and all those who live for the minatori.Tanti were made in the tunnels and many died later because
silicon. I consider myself very lucky to do it just for fun.
And well after we leave this endless well casing, feet and feel the sand on my right
illuminates a plaque reading "Living Lindner." The emotion is so great, partly because we fear that the Timavo was in flood, saw
abundant rains in recent days. Instead, the
Timavo is slow and quiet and to go touch it touches us still do about 60 meters in altitude.
We realize that the show is truly immense, the Timavo is only 5-6 meters high, says Alexander. Instead
during flooding can go for more than 60 feet, flooding the show and also channeled the last well.
Not at all, about 50 meters from the salon, there was a life jacket attached to the rock and ready to use.
Ahh!! I forgot that just entered the room, Philip, tells me to be careful where you step
because I could crush a small beetle named after some very complicated, because the sand
swarms of these critters, the only inhabitants of this cave. At the
Timavo grant us well-deserved break and we refreshed by sharing feelings and emotions
we tested during the descent.
After nearly two hours we are in this cave in the atmosphere of a science fiction movie with more than 300 meters
rock on the head, feet in the sand and a river that flows through parte.Incredibile !!!!!!!! !!
In the meantime we have forgotten The Great, who in this mystic atmosphere, perched on a rock,
began to preach love and brotherhood.
And here, the ones closest swear to have seen the Timavo split into two streams. But on this, I remain skeptical !!!!!!!
After being refreshed, having enjoyed this surreal atmosphere that the cave has given us and have changed the batteries
the front, we decided to return to the surface.
The return is the same of the progress, there are no other exits.
The return is quieter of the progress, the fatigue and un'pò un'pò because the Lindner Hall occupies all our thoughts.
Only after quite a bit I hear those below me a miracle manna from heaven falls = !!!!!.
This was not the work of The Great, but it was just my backpack that by dint of rub against the rocks
was open and I was spreading all my energy bars. So
ladder after ladder feel the air becoming cooler and soon see daylight.
A nice feeling again to be on the surface.
and Alexander the Great, were late for a moment, and at this juncture we decided to close the iron grating
and free ourselves once and for all of The Grand, also earning the size range from 4 Maria.
But the Great, in great quantities, can be saved on this occasion.
Back the parking lot where we also reach Paul and the Sherpa, the youngest then leave immediately
to their destinations, while the older campers anzianotti head to Philippi, and between a cake and a glass of wine
celebrate the birthday of Sherpa / Mauro.
And then all at home ..........
Thanks to Philip, assisted by Christine and Luke for a logistics perfect in every way.
Thanks to Alex and Sergio CNSAS Trebiciano the experimental station for the helpfulness and courtesy.
Thank you all comrades in adventure, beautiful as always.
We hope to see you again soon.
only thing that gives me peace
Saturday night after a beautiful past Mark, well! I would have expected a bunch of flowers, a phone call
at least one text message, but he did not !!!!.
is the right one! Come, Take, then disappeared !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
hello-hello
Ric54
Saturday, May 15, at 18 we all farm Skerlj Sales (TS),
and we all settle into three apartments, except Philip / Fedipos / The Great, who
now, practicality and respect, just call: "The Great".
The Great and his family, are installed in the parking lot with a camper Agri.
So far so good, except for one small detail = 13 !!!!!. WE But who cares
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.
At 19 we start on foot and after about 500 meters is the restaurant that welcomes us for dinner. The Great
takes place downtown, at his right hand, Paolo da Verona sits with her three friends and then from the jurisdiction
Lorenzo Cremona.Alla of his left hand sits by Marco Bologna, Riccardo
Camuna from the distant province of Pordenone and then Sherpa.
Then the Great took bread, broke it and gave it to his disciples Opss!! sorry!!
I had left to take ..........
But one thing the Great = You said Sherpa, tomorrow morning at 7 am, before breakfast,
deny the abyss, and you betray your loyal friend Ric54.
But the white wine flowed well and was able to keep up with the red, so we
worried that much. Meanwhile, Alex comes to us CNSAS Triestino with his wife and
Pasca77 with his wife.
The evening passes very well, because When the wine starts to run low, The Great
gets to bring a jug of water and turns it !!!!.
The night runs off well, though for some, in a way un'pò abnormal, that is what I mean:
dogs playing with cats, sleeping cats with mice, men who lie with other men.
Unfortunately the bed was a double and then, indivisible !!!!!.
at 7 o'clock we are all ready for breakfast, already divided by caving in (all in blue overalls, his face white-collar).
And as predicted, the Sherpa denies the Abyss three times, but the great and magnanimous and forgives him.
During lunch, Paul leaves influence un'pò a parable in which the great tales
recovering drowned, where the major difficulty is due to swelling of the body and then
also to its greater weight.
and the Great said (Mark 52-Luke 21) = e porc .. troi ... how the hell do you make a move which is roughly twice
in a hole of 30 centimeters in diameter, porc .... putt .... you have to chop ................!!!!!!!!!!.
Parable + + sleepless anxiety abyss = blood pressure under your feet !!!!!!!!!!!!
So, Paul, decided to go away for a couple of minutes from the world of the living.
So that we lose two in ten minutes, and 13 become 11 (Who said that 13 non- brings bad luck? ).
Big hit by a deep compassion, Paul entrusts to the care of his father's Sherpa, the two
spend the day eating-drinking and talking about helicopters. Since they also turned the wheel ..... Leaving
Sales and Trebiciano appointment with Alexander, who leads us into the car to the parking lot where we leave the car
about 30 minutes from the hatch of the abyss.
inbraghiamo Here, we take the helmet, faceplate, backpack and set off.
Alexander joins the group as a landlord, and especially the "opener of hatches."
So the group went from 11 to 12 people, and thus becomes:
"The Dirty Dozen", and the output was really so !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!
Alexander the karst open and slips inside and immediately follow the young Scaligeri Lorenzo Veronesi and then the Cremonese,
Big Val di Non, Marco da Bologna, Riccardo the Lombard, the fair sex formed by Cristina and Sonia and follow
their children.
nice move! All three candidates Caving Caving is a true (Alexander-Philip-Cristina-Luca)
so we go with confidence and peace of mind.
The complete absence of wind allowed us to go down well, being able to talk without shouting,
to breathe comfortably and not have his eyes filled with various junk.
But the bad thing was that after half an hour of sweat were already rotten, the air had become more "Thick" and the humidity
was very strong.
You could get out of breath, like when the winter is minus 20 degrees and the body was smoking everywhere.
Making photos became complicated, the fog caused by ourselves. The descent into the abyss
going well, just a couple of steps just-just right for me (mt 1,90 x 100 kg)
but never anything too difficult. The gulf has a long gut, sometimes closer to times larger, consisting of many wells
more or less deep and the descent is almost continuous.
just a few meters in front when you change well, and these are the only places where we can stay in 3 or 4.
wells down to allow only one person time, but without being too tight, not
so you never feel too closed or suffocation.
There are rope work to do and even traps to cross, then as said Philip = is one of the few
down in a cave that can make even non-caving. (Accompanied of course).
Now I think of the big bags that had Philip and Luke, I am sure that in any case if they had a better
and equipment that would have been able to get us out of trouble, if ever proof were needed.
And that says a lot on the experience and the ability of that "old nuisance of Fedipos.
The descent continued quiet and pleasant, and I, being almost in the middle of the expedition, I was a liaison between the two groups
. Sonia, calm down, even though it was her first time, suggested by Christine with her calm and professional
could make everything very simple.
Towards the bottom, we find the remains of wooden ladders, platforms in wood, nails and iron hooks, forged
and beaten at the hands of our predecessors.
I can not help but think of my father and my grandfather, who worked in the anthracite mines in Valle d'Aosta
and all those who live for the minatori.Tanti were made in the tunnels and many died later because
silicon. I consider myself very lucky to do it just for fun.
And well after we leave this endless well casing, feet and feel the sand on my right
illuminates a plaque reading "Living Lindner." The emotion is so great, partly because we fear that the Timavo was in flood, saw
abundant rains in recent days. Instead, the
Timavo is slow and quiet and to go touch it touches us still do about 60 meters in altitude.
We realize that the show is truly immense, the Timavo is only 5-6 meters high, says Alexander. Instead
during flooding can go for more than 60 feet, flooding the show and also channeled the last well.
Not at all, about 50 meters from the salon, there was a life jacket attached to the rock and ready to use.
Ahh!! I forgot that just entered the room, Philip, tells me to be careful where you step
because I could crush a small beetle named after some very complicated, because the sand
swarms of these critters, the only inhabitants of this cave. At the
Timavo grant us well-deserved break and we refreshed by sharing feelings and emotions
we tested during the descent.
After nearly two hours we are in this cave in the atmosphere of a science fiction movie with more than 300 meters
rock on the head, feet in the sand and a river that flows through parte.Incredibile !!!!!!!! !!
In the meantime we have forgotten The Great, who in this mystic atmosphere, perched on a rock,
began to preach love and brotherhood.
And here, the ones closest swear to have seen the Timavo split into two streams. But on this, I remain skeptical !!!!!!!
After being refreshed, having enjoyed this surreal atmosphere that the cave has given us and have changed the batteries
the front, we decided to return to the surface.
The return is the same of the progress, there are no other exits.
The return is quieter of the progress, the fatigue and un'pò un'pò because the Lindner Hall occupies all our thoughts.
Only after quite a bit I hear those below me a miracle manna from heaven falls = !!!!!.
This was not the work of The Great, but it was just my backpack that by dint of rub against the rocks
was open and I was spreading all my energy bars. So
ladder after ladder feel the air becoming cooler and soon see daylight.
A nice feeling again to be on the surface.
and Alexander the Great, were late for a moment, and at this juncture we decided to close the iron grating
and free ourselves once and for all of The Grand, also earning the size range from 4 Maria.
But the Great, in great quantities, can be saved on this occasion.
Back the parking lot where we also reach Paul and the Sherpa, the youngest then leave immediately
to their destinations, while the older campers anzianotti head to Philippi, and between a cake and a glass of wine
celebrate the birthday of Sherpa / Mauro.
And then all at home ..........
Thanks to Philip, assisted by Christine and Luke for a logistics perfect in every way.
Thanks to Alex and Sergio CNSAS Trebiciano the experimental station for the helpfulness and courtesy.
Thank you all comrades in adventure, beautiful as always.
We hope to see you again soon.
only thing that gives me peace
Saturday night after a beautiful past Mark, well! I would have expected a bunch of flowers, a phone call
at least one text message, but he did not !!!!.
is the right one! Come, Take, then disappeared !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
hello-hello
Ric54
