Sunday, June 13, 2010

How To Create A Wrestling Name

IMPS, LILIES AND THE FORTRESS OF SOLITUDE Baiedo




Baiedo Rocca (752 m - Lombardy Alps)
Via Loneliness Elf + (170 m, D, V - V-comp.)
Wednesday, June 8, 2010


bigiare Sometimes it's good, skip school (or work), to missing ...

's so that Tuesday, June 8, towards evening, and my partner-mate Davide snacks, we decided to brave the weather forecast not so rosy and groped to take a morning on the vertical ... Obviously we do this in silence, because he knows that if she is blind luck, bad luck sees us well and we feel like nothing in this world ...

The meeting with David and Ballabio at 7, where we arrive punctually. We set off from the usual boy to make breakfast, morning to do anything and then we look at each other: we practically only a half day, we are undecided whether to go up in Tower Fiorelli Grignetta or go do something more "low", the more difficult as spicy, but more "quiet" in terms of access and fall ... In short, the decision is taken: we are heading Baiedo.

The morning promises to be hot, very hot ...

It 'really suitable and we take the luxury of making us a second cup of coffee (and a second visit to the baths of Valsassina, just in case). It's almost 8, we go ...

leave the car in the space to the left of Baiedo Bridge and head toward the base of the wall of the fortress. We are walking to feel a shriek coming by a car passing on the road:

"Where andateeee !!!!!!!!?????"

E 'Mark, Butch Anghileri, who, with hawk's eye, we have recognized from a distance, mnetre oncoming car. and has "awakened" from the torpor of the morning walk. A greeting on the fly and on ... Later I will say that you saw that we were "bigiando" and we had the same air that the kids who are going to do damage in the pantry of the mother ...

We decide to go down a path which comes from the conjunction of two different routes, ie the first four pitches of Elf and the last two shots (plus one for "processing") Loneliness of the street ... The

street is very beautiful, continuous, sustained, always between the IV +, V-and V.
160/170 meters long, uses plates with holes and flexures free from vegetation, with exciting passages in the plate, technicians, plus a pair of athletic movements.

The description sounds very good, David has already covered Solitude, but never Elf path ... Luigi, the Slowrun, however, he advocated the union of these two pathways, indicating that in this way, you get a nice road, steady, sustained, again around the fifth grade. If it says Louis ... David immediately agreed and off we go.

Attacking you arrive in five minutes scarce, except for David, which are needed ten seen that, as usual, forgets something. This time, in addition to having forgotten my camera, he also left the helmet in the car ... Never mind, I remain to unravel the rope and he goes to take the protection ... As it should be ....

At the base, some writing (ugly to say the truth) clearly indicate the attachment point of the Elf away, putting a pretty close "5th", which, translated into degrees Christians, mean V grade. In fact, the three pitches and a half, or four if you prefer, the Elf is a hymn to the fifth grade. Cracked plates, strapiombino, diedrino, fireplace-overhanging dihedral ... Everything is there.

Around us, the green lushness of late spring, a quantity absurd flowers and red lilies, majestic in their orange and haughty beauty. That will be the constant of lilies, along with the verticality and pleasure, our tour today ... We go

Elf to pull off the not-too-long, steady, enjoying the climbing. There are a few nails and some spit, but the ability to place protections "to integration are many and secure. First we go back a plate, beautiful, compact, and then move to take a really nice strapiombino that, unlike what is shown on some reports, you win more than technical and wits of that strength. Then a sort of reverse dihedral formed by a blade and a plate that still relies to a fireplace-diedrino a little 'overhang from which you leave on the last plate, where a sort of path leads to join with the way Solitude. The difficulties are constant between the IV +, V-and a whole lot 'of V. Climbing fabulous holes and handles are placed just where ...

around us at every step, appear, hanging from the rocks, more lilies, a sort of landings of the house, on which a skilful hand, instead of the geraniums, it decided to place these beautiful flowers that was so fond my mother and that from an early age I learned to respect, because they are much more beautiful on our own habitat, which cut into a vase ...

So far we have come some four tirelli, moderate short, about 20-25 meters. The possibilities offered by the wall to stop at will are not few and we used to chat and watch us, below us, Valsassina ...

off again, we lack the final two fabulous shots of Solitude ... These are two superb shots that seem crafted for the lover of the vertical.

The first is a plate that goes up and slightly to the left, then navigate on the right holds a minimum, get up a little, take a pair of vertical blades and back again to the left, towards a large tree planted in the middle of the wall ... It almost seems put there to allow those who break the salt, giving a little 'welcome shade of ...

Above us, the last shot shows only the first part: a plate crossed by a blade, having thus, seems to be the work of the imagination of Hans Dülfer ... But it is just the beginning ...
blade allows a stunning rise and elegant technique, and then ask you to follow to the right, ascending, another pair of small blades, for getting almost the right edge of the plate. Above us, not far from the plateau of the summit ... But this separates us from a very peppery traversatina left ...
The transition is by no means straightforward: you need to get a meter yet, using a handle for a low profile and then, to navigate, it is necessary to rely on the tightness of the shoes. To keep your balance, a small rock protruding a bit 'darker ...

A pure game of balance from right to left for two to three meters long ... Then, the left hand can find a classic blade. put there for the joy of the climber .... The passage is resolved now, with some large step easier (around IV) to the rest, in full plate support.

We just have some gradone a bit 'dirty up to the grove, where we can take off the harness and put the shoes approach ... We are on top of the Rock of Baiedo ... Panettone is a convenient, used to walk half an hour, a little more, but we got a couple of wonderful hours of gameplay vertical ...

The rest of the story is easy to imagine ...

downhill run, laughing, teasing, change clothes and shoes to the car, then leaving for Ballabio, where, in front of a beer, greets you and gives you ... see you soon

Mobile phones have already started to play and work calls ...

Like most classic of the pupils, caught by her parents to skip school, but pleased with this, that no criticism can delete, David and I leave again, happy as a few times ...

No one can ever take away the pleasure that they were two Fairies, Gigli surrounded by a vertical hanging garden in the noisy solitude Valsassinese of the Rock of Baiedo.

soon!


Tuesday, June 8, 2010

How Fast Is Dune Buggy 250cc In Mph

RETURN TO THE EDGE CROSS



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Pre Lombard Group Grigne
Cecilia Torre, 1800 m
Way of Crocetta edge (70 m , PD +, IV-)


It 'hard to tell in a few words what it means for me the Rifugio Rosalba, and above all the magnificence that is close ...

I will tell how, in 2006, when I returned to the mountain after a long absence, the first "walk" to return to the mountains has been its the classic Direttissima-Cecilia-Rosalba ... On that occasion, for the first time in Grigna, I had the great fortune to meet, as refugees, the very figure of almost legendary Mauro, soul, heart and brain of the Refuge and Rosalba "Grignetta West." As a first meeting in
Grigna, definitely not bad ...

I left early, after years of not doing more mountain, if not go to see it during a few laps in the car and little more ...
soon as I left, passing the first time Direttissima, I found myself climbing the gully Val Tesa after being out of breath before the magnificence of the towers ... I had faced, hesitant, years later, Whether "equipped", but time passes without running cables or even see almost, with the utmost seriousness, as if I were preparing for a new renaissance. Then, the time ... I knew you were waiting for lunch to Resinelli, I only had half an idea of \u200b\u200bthe route and I knew that by avoiding the top, I could "navigate" to the Rosalba by Cecilia ...

Arrival at the shelter and find a fabulous panorama: September day, clear skies, visibility on Rosa, the spire of the Matterhorn, the 4000 Swiss Finsteraarhorn proud to ...

Mauro welcomed me, and soon, after all, and starts chatting happily. I racocnta of Grignetta and introduces me la Torre Cecilia, the Tower of the Cinquantenaire and the bell tower. I note the rocks is fabulous and a lump in my throat to observe a group of guys that rope over his shoulder, is going to rise. For the first time I hear about Crocetta Edge, Edge Marimonti, the fiftieth anniversary ...

observe smiling, almost with resignation ... I will not go rock climbing ...

was 2006 ... Then many things change ... And I take back to go more often in the mountains ...
In 2008, thanks to the perseverance of David, I can get back to rock climb, starting from Cresta OSA. I climb a little bit more, then, finally, in 2009, I can really do with the knowledge Grignetta.

little time has passed, but now, finally, I took contact with the rock, with the freedom to climb the safety of a rope followed by a close companion allows you to ...

I also tried to go to get the edge Crocetta blessed, but ... That time I managed to sbalgiare and Elio were attacking and we had made the Mozzanica ... Beautiful though!

2010 and arrives, on time, thanks to Mark and Daniele Anghileri "Crodaioli" we can arrange a "Grignetta" supelativa, eaten with gourmet, laughter, gossip and more ...

On Sunday, after having spent Saturday with Sara and a walk on the Lower Crossing, I have a chance to stand in Grignetta. The night before I had made an agreement with Flavio "Vecchiobonfo, an avid mountain and the person with whom he had once instauraot a" feeling "adequate.

the morning, shot the Resinelli arrival, load and depart for the Flavio Rosalba. Before leaving, ask us if we go to the furnace by Mauro. We answer yes and we are two nice bags of bread to be delivered ... Ok, that's one thing I like. In no time we get to go to Rosalba and Berci coffee. Chat with Mauro and then, amid the fog, powerful, let's face it ... Flavio knows the history of the spreader and the edge is fine to do a narrow street so short, however, because pretty.
In short, the decision is taken: we climb on the edge.

arrive all'attacoc without problems and then the street, immediately accepted, as well as a fog that let us see just about ten meters from a given strapiombino IV-IV-which has only Numeiri Romans. The rest are two tirelli fabulous, and exposed in air, good rock, divetenti, relax, it settles on top of Cecilia.

There, to Rosalba, imagine the crowd that goes for Sunday. We remain there over an hour to talk about issues of family, of children growing up, working, and how we deal with the fifty ...

Then, very calmly, descending from the summit to double in the saddle ... With the same quiet, after having enjoyed one of the rare flashes of vision that day gives us, we head to Rosalba, where we drink the first beer ... Chat with Mauro and then, increasing the crowd fleeing the veros Resinelli, where we arrived for lunch ...

managed to start early enough, we want to avoid chaos on Sunday and be home early. A second beer, a hug and a "soon." There

slautiamo cheerful, ready to go back to the "serious" ... Although she appeared on my face a smile that has struggled for days to go .... After four years, finally, by standing on the edge Crocetta.,

A circle is closed, but opens the next one, because the cycle of life goes spiraling ... The

Grignetta I was happy once more, giving me the joy of another friend to whom you trust and with whom I have fun. A goal is a reality to make room for a thousand other objectives, possible or not. It 's the magic of amontagnae for me (but not only) that partivolarissima mountain, which is a veor world, which was named Grignetta.

Thursday, June 3, 2010

How Can I Restore My Rosewood Table

sloths on the pumpkin of Pesciola





Lombardy Alps - Group of Zuccone Campelli
Barzio CAI Via Ferrata (ex Domenico Rebuzzini) Zucco of the Christ of the Crossing Pesciola
Vette - Normal Route and the Path of the street is
Wednesday June 2, 2010

was really a lot 'of time I could not arrange a Sloth worthy of the name. Would you like because of the weather very bad, either because of work that makes the tantrums, do you want to make it impossible to reconcile the participants, the fact remains that for a long time I was not able to put together the various pieces of the puzzle "Bradipidimontagna" to organize sound output, merry, merry and satisfying.

Finally, some time ago, a kind of illumination: June 2 opens the door to the cable car to 1660 meters Barzio Plans Bobbio ... What better opportunity to return to greet the wonderful group of dolomite rocks placed in an amphitheater by the name of Zuccone Campelli? And, together, what other best opportunity to bring together the various regions and AIS ferrata climb a healthy company?

a little 'courage, a great burst of spells of all kinds and then, after a series of threatening letters, here comes the morning of June 2: For a good part of Republic Day, for many fans the Mount, however, an occasion to celebrate the same between the popular crags.

At eight o'clock in the morning, punctual as a Swiss watch, we are back to the cableway to the tops of Bobbio. As often happens, the real difference between the present and this announcement is equal to that which occurs with the collected funds intended for charitable purposes or not ... The difference between pledges and actual donations is always sensible ...

In any case we are eleven to chat over the bar in front of the cableway and, specifically, in addition to the undersigned decrepit old Arterio Lupin, AIS History and Founder Claudio, said Antico43 4x4, with the exposure Antonio, a friend of sloths Sloth himself and now in effect. These two young men if they are started from Vicenza is not known at what hour of the night, but there are more lively than ever and most of the kids full of strength ... and since we Bresciano, always representing the hard core of sloths , Riccardo-Ric54, the only one out of the norm when it relates to the height and ready, as a good Aosta, take picnics and laughter in the company, representing the new generation, suddenly even the "Bocia", the mascot of the day, Philip "Batofobico", new entry of the sloths and the Forum of www . vieferrate.it, immediately entered into full harmony with the group, the Forum of MontagnaForum we present some charismatic figures, all three of Lombardy: the great George, "Gvalsek," his friend and associate Augustus, the most likeable Renato and talkative, the accident nickname of "Murena17" and the mythical and cheerful Graziano, "paperino55" incurably ill of another mountain and funny guy worthy of his nickname. Another young man, known in the year before Grignetta, Alex is there, beautiful, cheerful as befits any self-respecting neopapà ... Among young people, another fellow myself, Paul, who was also eager to have fun in the mountains, as well as Guido, who, unbelievably purist, it "anticipates", going up to the Plans of Bobbio on foot, as a supreme contempt for the media Rope ... We

twelve (more than anyone had terror arrived on the thirteenth), and between ciacole not always fun and high-level (as is appropriate to the groups consisting of males only), starting from the tops of Bobbio in the direction of our goal, the group of Zuccone Campelli. A first step is made to the shelter Lecco, where the old Arterio will assume the task of a first introduction to "non-partisan" to Noodler Campelli. Of course, the serious part, dedicated to local knowledge, very hard, as they begin soon the jokes and laughter ...

off again and, after a dropout, taking the path of the lanes, panoramic view, in quarter of an hour with us at the attachment point of the railway Barzio CAI. The CAI Barzio

Ferrata, Domenico Rebuzzini-c, is known to be one of the via ferrata "toughest" of Lombardy. A reputation well deserved, even if the passages mangy, with the refitting and name change have been somewhat "softened" with some brackets, but without changing the character of "railway tough and physical ...

these simple little things I tell the group, while there calmly harnesses ... Of course I skip between scenes and little man who no longer remembers how to pass the tape, those nasty against the via ferrata in Overall, those who wonder whether to use the shoes or boots ...

Soon, however, we are all ready, almost midway between the twelve apostles and the Seven Dwarfs (with a couple of lanky ruining the media of brevilineo) and start to climb.

The iron can be divided into four parts, corresponding to "towers" or spurs to climb to the summit.

The first tower is the most "harmless", but only with respect the other three, as it is by no means trivial, indeed. E ', however, and would also be very funny if it was not enough climbing ...

This is the most shitty railroad that exists with regard to the sliding of the chains snap ...


He soon realize a bit 'all ...

Nevertheless, let's beautiful bright, concentrated on the right path, but without losing sight of the beauty of the whole ...

The idea of \u200b\u200bthe day is to climb the Ferrata Barzio CAI, follow ridge to the Christ of the Summits, go to the top of the tooth Zuccone and then go down the railroad Minonzio Mario ... To the undersigned are have some doubts to observe the amount of snow still present in the gullies and ridges .... Anyways, 'while we go and then see ...

The first tower, which has, among other things, a beautiful Spigolino, is passed to the great and, after a brief discesina, and treacherous attack the second tower ...

This begins with the rise to a sort of dihedral-fire flared a bit 'steep to go up the chain, which causes more harm than good. On the right, a pair of brackets on the left casting water on the rock ... It should be increased slowly, taking advantage of the split in support, but not too much nor enough. A small shift a bit 'more athletic right and go get another diedrino, strapiombetto and then a relatively easy terrain.

From the top. after a sort of aesthetic and fire involving a split not to laugh, move on a sort of walk on grass and soil exposed to the third tower, the real crux (along with the first part of the second tower) of the street. In order

meet: a first strapiombetto a bit 'stingy support for the feet, a small number of Saltini be studied and then the famous "fork" between the wall and open the duct, then on the ground, far easier , it joins up almost to the top of the third tower.

I approach the first jump steep, try the steps, I see that, all things considered, it should not be more evil of other passages, but a sort of "feeling" of "premonition", I turn, I see classmates, rearrange my step down and say "go ahead, I follow "

spend almost all more or less smadonnando for traction to be made and problems encountered in keeping" hung "for the sheer passage of the snap ...

It's up to George, which addresses the transition without much thought. When making the change of carabiners, decides he wants to do everything in his arms and soon cast ... At some point needs to let go and be quiet, suspended, to rest your arms. No problem, we are all quiet ...

Renato decides to "give him a hand, but at the same point, with even more snaps of George, he can cast well, and with a last effort, try to go further, but the snap fits , does not allow the passage and it flies, threatening to tip over.

Graziano, Donald, began to have the worried look ... Not me. I am calm, but I see that trying to persevere and try again. At that point, when a haughty voice, and "intimate" the descent to rest their arms. There is nothing worse than the score for a step is not done ...

The boys go down, they are dim for a minimum incazzatura ... We get a few laughs, then pulls Graziano a lanyard and offers to go on to secure better, so it must be crazy to move the hooks. Time passes, Graziano salt and drops the rope. I see that George and Renato feel annoyed and almost to the "guilty" for having "delayed" the march ... I start to laugh and say "I'm going to warn others who are doing Wives." Pass the critical point, I get up and come to the fork, look ... Renato, who apparently no longer feels observed passing of "bad", while George, soon after, refreshed, helped by cord Graziano, quiet rooms and passage curses ...

In short, we gather all the top of the third tower, cheerful, ready again to take the piss as it should ...

There remains the fourth tower, which opposes the first part and very basic overview, and then end with a fireplace and a dihedral-speroncino at all trivial, but ... A recent series of small efforts and then deposited us in front of the chain coveted collection of Madonna ...

All beautiful, happy, smiling and talkative! The view is really beautiful, as always, and the joy you read about all the faces. Who eats, who drinks, who does photos, who sfumacchia a cigarette in peace (me) ...

observe the path ... It seems to me that you've done a bit 'late, and a laugh at each other and to avoid creating excessive Rogne who needs to be done three hundred kilometers to go home, I think ... Then, directly, I invite everyone to let go downhill for the Minonzio and propose the descent to the normal to the Cazzaniga and then return to the fork or the Mughi or the Path of the street is ...

Obviously the proposal is accepted and is quiet ... Separate us from Christ of the Vette discesina to the saddle and the slope of a few meters of rocks ... Everything between the first and the second grade, quiet, which is passed on smoothly. Small break to Summits of Christ and then forward to the saddle where it departs from the normal route ... We must avoid the left quite a build up of residual snow and already beginning the first firing of snow ...

The normal is still quite "tainted" with snow, despite the exposure and, between a risk of slip and the other, there are several jokes and snowballs ...

Not without losing at least three times evident path, we reach the Hut and then down toward the two saddles, interspersed with plains, allege that the path of the street is ...

The Path is literally "drink" in one breath and then made a small step in the restorative refuge Lecco, it starts to go back legs to take the cableway ... The wind became stronger and now we never want to walk up dovercela down ... Too much beer is the desire to ...

managed to climb, but the cable car down estremanete slow, rocking with pain had been agreed with the faint of heart ...

However, such a curse and an endless array of aspirations, we go down to the parking lot, where there is the final rite: the change of clothes and sandals deserved ...

The final beer, eaten together at the bar, marks the end of a really fun trip, in which the spirit has been carried out fully the sloths ...

I can only thank all the participants, one by one and give them to you next, always hoping in the mercy of time and the presence of healthy bar with great beer on tap. Good

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