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THE MOUNTAIN "Assassin"?

Unfortunately the winter season began with the tragic news about sci-climbers and hikers swept away by avalanches. And news are coming from very near the Mount Cusna, one of 10 peaks of which I speak in the 2000 book, perhaps my favorite.
not everyone knows that, but in our high Apennines accumulations of snow can become very large, even early in the season (currently more than one meter in altitude) and gullies in the rise in temperature after the first snowfall can lead to high risks associated with avalanches: look at this huge avalanche that I photographed in April 2009 in the Valley of Silence, on the North side of the Corno alle Scale, and I have already proposed last spring!

Fortunately, in addition to the dead there are survivors, as the two hikers missing in the Casoni's Profecchia and Bocca di Massa, in the shadow of Mount Prado. Parties with inclement weather and thick fog - a specialty of the Apennines, see photo on the side - they were lost and spent the night in a makeshift igloo. Shortly before dawn, were rescued from mountain rescue. Must say thanks to luck and the phone ...
In these cases, back to talking about "Killer Mountain". In reality, as all experts agree emphasize the Mountain is not bad: it's just a severe environment - especially in winter and bad weather! - Reserve and faces to those who love surprises so superficial and imprudent. This is true also for the high Apennines!
now in the warmth of the malls is material quality hiking and backcountry skiing and plenty of cheap, available to everyone. But do not just buy the best equipment: you should be able to use. And you have to accumulate experience on the ground, before launching into more challenging tours.
It is therefore essential to attend the courses of CAI, such as the next course of winter-walking to be held from January to March 2011 at the Bologna CAI (see photo for details, see also the NEWS blog in the top right).

Finally, not only ski-mountaineers, but also the hikers with snowshoes and / or crampons should pay attention to weather conditions, snow, snow cover in the days before the excursion, and in particular visit http://www.meteomont.org/ that region to region, with bulletins updated every 24 hours providing all this valuable information. For this the beginning of the winter season resume to publish weekly updates on the bulletin Meteomont Emilia Romagna region (see above).
Remember: do not transform a hike in a day to forget. And we have the courage to give up if the weather conditions and / or snow conditions are not favorable ...

Giovanni Mazzanti

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THE "FOLIAGE" IN HIGH APPENNINO

After showing the colors of autumn in Indiana (USA) for a level playing field, I can not even offer you images of "foliage" snatched on our High Apennines in a gloomy day in late October and rainy, but that occasionally gave some sun rays.

Our fall colors are not as intense as the vivid red and yellow leaves of maple trees of North America, also because here is the master beech tree - strong and beautiful, however. However, the range of yellow-orange-brown, alternating with light green leaves not yet fallen and the dark green of fir trees is undoubtedly beautiful, and contrasts even more with the dark background of the sullen sky.
And then, as if by magic the rain is over and the day ended in glory, even with a lot of rainbow.
So, as always, APPENNINO The VIVA!

Giovanni Mazzanti

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GREETINGS FROM INDIANA

"Greetings from Indiana" , Indiana greetings to all fans of the blog "Quota 2000.
's nice to update the site from here, that' from West Lafayette, Indiana, USA, where I am for a conference that has' just completed at Purdue University, well known in the U.S. to the level of teaching and research science.
And is always a bit 'disheartened to see the equipment, space, resources that the universities' has really advanced countries. And then you think of our poor Italy at e. .. vabbe 'forget it!
There 'a lot more to see here than at Purdue University, but it' s the season of "foliage", that 'the autumn coloring of trees: oak, acacia, maple, like the one pictured, and' my postcard Indiana, as sending a real 'very unlikely company.

And given that in this flat land - or more 'gently undulating woods-there are so many, I am reminded of the Apennines, where the autumn colors are beautiful too.

's time to go home, but here I found something that was worth seeing ...

Hello everyone

Giovanni Mazzanti

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LETTER TO THE FAMILIES OF STUDENTS NUORO by teachers INSTITUTE OF COURSE NUORO

We are a group of teachers of public schools and higher Nuoro feel that we share with you the responsibility for education and training of your children.
Maybe there is not enough known the situation of deep distress that affects the Italian school, and that threatens to ruin the educational and cultural purposes conferred by our Constitution (Articles 33 and 34).

Gelmini reform has been touted as a tool for families to improve school organization and quality of service rendered. The only certain result, for now, is as follows:

less money = less quantity

least amount = Less quality

The consequences are, in fact:

a) reduction of teaching hours of basic disciplines such as Italian, Law, Mathematics and Computer Science, History, Science Laboratories, not to mention the specific disciplines of various fields of study;

b) inability to appoint alternates . This means, as has happened several times this year, leaving the students themselves, with great concern us and for you to protect them, not least, this implies a real decline in actual hours of instruction;

c) impossibility to ensure to all and in all disciplines, the necessary remedial courses ;

d) inability to achieve an expansion of the educational , stimulating cultural and personal growth of students and is consistent with the various fields of study;

e) inability to bear the costs of ordinary (and decent!) operation of the school. Put bluntly, no money to buy paper and toner for photocopying, computer efficient, and even soap and toilet paper !

f) inability to carry out our work as teachers in a qualitatively effective, and even to ensure the safety of the pupils , which can be up to 35 crammed in one classroom;

g) inability to continue to ensure the 'integration of disabled students , given the disgraceful cuts also played on the staff of teachers support;

h) requirement for all families to have at their own expense, Internet Connection , to gain access to electronic textbooks, which must then be printed, again household costs.

Taciamo of heavy cuts in our salaries and the number of temporary teachers (on which has so far dogged much of the weight of the functioning of schools), because the economic crisis affecting all middle class, even if it is yet affront to our professionalism and our social role.

It continues to de-legitimize, but we will stand and give battle because we believe in the role and social function of public school.
We are also convinced that this struggle can be successful only with your help, so we count on you to realize the initiatives that we intend to undertake in September .

Institute of Science Teachers of Nuoro

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WHITE, RED, GREEN, PINK, YELLOW AND BLUE

White, Red, Green, Pink, Yellow and Blue. What are these colors? Those of a flag? I'm thinking to the rainbow? Or simply Adelscott drinking beer last night with friends of the CAI Bologna, after the presentation of the 2000 Villa Tamba, has left some train?

Not at all. White, Red, Green, Pink, Yellow and Blue are the dominant colors of last weekend, Saturday 18 and Sunday, September 19, 2010. When together with these friends of the CAI Bologna (Anna, Barbara, Elisa, Henry, Frederick, Gianluigi, Laura, Nara, Orlando) and three brave CAI Sansepolcro (John, Valentine, William), we ventured in the Val d'Ozola, regardless - or rather, conscious, but well equipped in case of bad weather ... - of unfavorable weather.

We were thirteen as the Last Supper, but - apart from the fog, wind and rain did not give us respite until Sunday morning - there is nothing wrong happened. Indeed. We must blow the gloomy weather on Saturday morning, climbing the beech forests that cover the broad ridge that leads to Ligonchio Mount (1781 m). Once in the vicinity of the watershed Tirreno-Adriatico with a large cut under the Monte Sillano and Mount Soraggio we reached the main ridge at the Leek (1834 m). Regardless of fog and wind we marched at a good pace to pitch Romecchio and the delightful little church of San Bartolomeo, then - given the futility of continuing along the ridge - in a torrential downpour we headed to the refuge, and finally to Bargetana Rifugio Battisti, the final end of the day.

Here, after having quickly "restored" - some have even made so bold a shower - we sat at the table at five and a half and we have not raised, but in a good way: first a snack of cured meats and wine red, which is then seamlessly welded to a gourmet dinner with an appetizer salad made with fresh porcini mushrooms, farro soup, polenta pork and milk, baked potatoes, wine and plenty of sweets, with a grand finale grappa and coffee. And one night of sleep robust, despite the rain on the roof of the shelter continued to roar.

The next day we wake up and nothing seems to change: more rain, fog, wind. We walk towards the Cusna (2120 m) - to be the top candidate Coppi excursion - but the giant angrily pulling them back there since Passone: not necessary in those conditions.

retrace our steps and - giving us one last chance - we decided to revisit the section of the ridge day before, hoping for better luck. And as fortune favors the brave, that's it: the rain stops, takes a first ray of sunshine that draws Ozola the rainbow over the valley, the mist also clears the ridge, swept by a strong wind from the northeast. And while kicking boots on the watershed, we open up the vista over the whole Garfagnana and the Apuan Alps to the west over most of the high Toscana. Even the sea can be seen clearly, with the Gulf of La Spezia and Portovenere promontory that plunges us into it.

Only the summit of Cusna and the top of its long ridge "over 2000" remain disdainfully covered by fluffy white clouds, but it is the massive size of the giant that holds these clouds driven by the bora wind so that they save the ridge where we walk and let us enjoy the sun of September, still vigorous.

And here they are all, then, the colors that I told you before. The whiteness of the clouds, now harmless. The bright red of the leaves of blueberry in an infinite range of hues. The intense green of the beech woods at our feet and more faded dwarf junipers of hostility to the heath of the ridges. The pink cushions of heather flowers. The yellow grass cervina which now suffers from drought in summer and early autumn cold. And the blue sky.

A frugal lunch together on the summit of Mount Sillano and then again in the mist: The weather elements we have too much for granted today. Then away: first in the fog, then into the beech forest, then into the country and finally Ligonchio inside the car to the lowlands.

And now, yes, the sun can come out without hesitation. When we are in sight of St. Luke, that's the outline of Cusna behind us is mocking and clear of clouds, with only a wisp of steam at his feet.

Giovanni Mazzanti

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AL LIDO ... TOP APPENNINO!

And who said you can go to the "beach" only on the Riviera? Even Fanano, wonderful "stone country" in the heart of the Upper Apennines Modenese you can stand magnificence to the shore.
The "Lido Fanano" are the banks of the magnificent river Leo, right where it is formed at the confluence of river and stream Fellicarolo Hospitable. In this area, called "Two Bridges" for the bridges spanning Fellicarolo courtesy and, in addition to the park visitor center Frignano there is also the "sport fishing Lake Lido", a beautiful lake for trout fishing powered by ' water Hospitality. And the "real beach," a beach "do it yourself" in a stretch where the sand flow recently replace the pebbles of the river and makes the environment more similar to coastal beaches. The landscape though - thankfully - is decidedly high-Apennine and even the crowds of the Riviera is nonexistent, except for the hottest weekend of the year.

Of course water is a bit 'chilly, especially on the two "confluentes" and especially on Fellicarolo, straight down from the ridge between the Open Book and Monte Cimone (see Chapter 3 and the 2000 Cap . 11). And if in July and August in particular, due to the summer heatwave, the temperature water is more bearable - I would say welcome and refreshing view of the heat outside - in September, is already frozen.

I know something, since Sunday, September 12, 2010, recalling a swim in Fellicarolo dating back to July 2008, I wanted to challenge the clear waters and green of this torrent. I immersed myself in a bridle just upstream of the confluence, as always with great caution: two lightning strokes in the beautiful sparkling pool and go out. A dip again and again - after no more than five seconds - out again, with the head in particular claimed that the violent heat shock.

Good for me and downstream of the confluence, Leo the water was significantly warmer - or rather less cold ... - and so, to the amazement of the few present, I could relax and enjoy your time on a beautiful bathroom with Jacuzzi, thanks to the current, alive despite the month of September to be told by our old "seccafonti. But you know, the high Apennines not fail to impress with its precious resources and can dispense plenty of fresh water and even in mid-September.

Giovanni Mazzanti

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RIDGE HUNTING ON HUMAN Mesolithic In Upper REGGIANO

Among the things that make it unique is our high Apennines the fact that its grassy and rocky ridges, which now seem empty and bare, I have witnessed countless historical events. Among them, the epic of the Mesolithic hunters, historical period from about 10,000 BC to 4500 BC and is one of the Paleolithic and Neolithic (see the 2000 book, Chapter 1, p. 29).. These

our distant ancestors dating back to the valleys and ridges of the mountains on both sides of the divide between the Tyrrhenian and Adriatic, following the migrations of the game - especially of large ungulates - hunting, eating their meat and dress with their skins. For this pushed up the main ridge. Here, near the crossing points and near sheets of water were the ideals of their stalking and hunting stations where skinning and butchering game. Brought with them lumps of flint and jasper-precious stones not found on the Great Ridge, but found it at the appropriate slots to the floor - and they were working on site in accordance with their needs in order to get scrapers, knives, arrowheads and spears , miscellaneous equipment.

And with great patience, skill and luck ... the differences of the "Mesolithic work" can be found today on the high ridges: the so-called "microliths" - literally small stones - that is, tiny shards of flint or jasper that being totally compared to non-native local stones, show that a given site was indeed a site of frequent tillage thousands and thousands of years ago by our ancestors.

Fascinated by these suggestions, I too have put in the footsteps of our ancestors in the Mesolithic and as a member of the Scientific Committee Regional I joined the research led by the Chairman of the Deer Giuliano.
Towards the end of July, along with John Ricco, President of CAI in Reggio Emilia, and Paul ... also a member of the Regional Scientific Committee, we have scoured the long stretch of ridge running from Radici Pass to Mount Giovo. And here we have found a Mesolithic site - even if I should say "found", we saw that Julian had stumbled by accident in the fog a few years before, no longer identify it.

After several hours of futile wandering between low beech forests and along the grassy ridge, Julian recognized the location of the site then we got a good pace to beat everyone in the area rug following his instructions. But it was once again the experienced eye of Julian to find the first microlite, which is soon followed a second, then third.
We have thus found in all eleven fragments of flint and jasper, not huge, certainly, but enough the official catalog for the finding as "new Mesolithic site.

Having photographed the site and georeferenced microliths in the exact position using GPS, we're back on our feet.
We still see the boundless landscapes of the high ridges, the leafy canopy of beech trees, tall grass prairies of the great move by the wind of the ridge. And in the heart of the "echoes of stone" of our ancestors.

Giovanni Mazzanti

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What a sight the two days spent in the high cheese immediately after the last weekend (19-20 July 2010)! Together with Henry

Macciantelli, AE (Companion of Hiking) CAI Bologna, I inspected the path forward for the weekend of 18-19 September 2010 to shareholders of CAI in the vicinity of Mount Cusna called "the Giant", 2120 m (RE), second highest of the Tuscan -Emiliano (see the 2000 book, ch. 3).

There are so direct drive early in the morning at a time of Ligonchio - the birthplace of This Mortal Coil, ... so to speak - and here we have trod the boot up the ridge that ascends Mount (1781 m) and then grafted on the watershed between Emilia and Tuscany, culminating in Mount Sill (1874 m, see photo).

Hence, galloping away from a riot of flowers of all kinds along the path 00, we left from time to time just to go any higher without exception on the roughness of the ridge (Mount Soraggio, The Leek, M. Ravaianda, M. Castellino), up to the Monte Prado, 2054 m (RE / LU), the third highest of the Tuscan-Emilian (see the 2000 book, ch. 3). From the Prado we went on the shore of Lake Bargetana, where it reflects the long ridge of Cusna (see photo) and after 8 hours of walking and a total of over 1400 m in altitude, we calmed the Rifugio Cesare Battisti CAI Reggio Emilia, 1761 m, in places Lama Lite.

A nice shower to take away sweat and dust off. Then a rich dinner, made with vegetable soup, ham and barley, polenta and braised, apple pie and chocolate, all washed down with good red wine (Chianti would say). To end the evening we also glory in the luxury - led by the managers - to Berci a mulled wine in the moonlight at the Passone (1845 m) saddle between the ridge of Vallestrina Cusna Alpe (1901 m) practically the ankles of the Giant ...

The next day, another exciting day in which we did not miss anything.

Baptists Since we galloped like horses Ventasso "along the 3 km and passes the crest of Cusna - almost all above 2000 m - one of the repeated and insistent ringing of the many marmots that we have not failed to photograph (see photo). Having reached the summit after climbing easily the famous "Cusna of rocks", we plunge headlong down the ridge to the north lawn of Sarah, where - in the shade of a beech secular - we ate a frugal lunch.

Then off again down in the great beech tree, which has released two spectacular mushrooms, one of which - found by myself - it weighed two ounces and a half (see photo). So we have arrived at the confluence of Canal and Ditch Lavacchiello Lama Horses and the latter going for a hundred yards little did we get in front of one of the many wonders that nature in this wilderness area exemption: The Falls Lavacchiello. Here, given the heat, I and Henry we could not resist: a look of understanding and carefully we dived into the icy waters of the pond under the waterfall, as in the advertising of bath-foam than once (see photo). The water temperature, initially paralyzing, it has become more bearable and I was even given a few strokes to style in the frog and the roar of splashing and they rush for more than twenty meters bypassing the mighty banks of sandstone-rock that extends from Cusna.

Then again the runway to the valley: the first Ozola the bed - the stream that comes from the basin of Bargetana and flows south-west of the Giant - although it was still bubbling late July, then on the green banks of the lake outlet Alta.

Finally, after an interminable descent down the valley and Pop (throats in dialect reggiano) Ozola, we finally returned to the car and we allowed ourselves a rich and refreshing drink for three settings of the "Fountain 'DLO Scudlìn "at the ENEL of Ligonchio. What more do you want?

Giovanni Mazzanti

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SPRING JOURNEY TO THE CENTER OF ... Spipola

Who lives in Bologna San Lazzaro in San Ruffillo and know what the Spipola, but most know it only by hearsay - "the Spipola Yes, parts of the cave by Croara ...." - And only a minority reached the entrance to the cave on foot, on the bottom of the homonymous valley, between the Palace and Our Lady of the Woods. Fewer still have ventured into its bowels.

From Sunday, June 20, 2010 I am part of this class.

In fact, after so much walking outdoors with my daughter, my brother David and family I have tried with the underground depths of the Cave of Spipola, pride - along with the Cave of Farneto - Regional Park Gessi Bolognesi and Gullies dell'Abbadessa.

Accompanied by experienced guides Civil Relief Volunteer Corps (CVSC) in Bologna, led by Andrea Barbieri and Anna Brini, along with a dozen other brave we abandoned the light of day - so to speak, it was raining ... - And we meander into the dark mysterious cave.

faithful companion of the excursion the front light on the helmet, which is essential for horizons in the dark. Indispensable even clothes robust and fatigue, a pair of shoes or boots, and so calm and plaster, as they say in Bologna.

In fact the cast is there. Spipola In fact, the cave is the largest gypsum cave in Western Europe, as it opens within a hundred meters of thickness of the Messinian gypsum deposited as a result of ; evaporation of shallow seas millions of years ago that stretched on the hills south of Bologna and Via Emilia. Thickness, in fact, somewhat ephemeral at least geologically speaking, as it is eroded by rain at a rate of about 1 mm per year, which means that between one hundred thousand years - longer days, less days - will be completely gone.

Then hurry to make this wonderful experience. A trip safely under the guidance of volunteers CVSC, but not without adrenaline: there expecting mud slides from running back to step out of balance or fall on its reverse side, where sinkholes crawling on his elbows at a normal pace from "marine "huge masses of selenite to circumvent or bypass, thin ledges jutting out over small potholes ahead with caution and cats. And for the more daring, "the letter box," also called "panciometro", since it is a large crack in the ground less than a meter high and a foot that connects the two rooms and through which incredibly you can not go crawling back.

THEN WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR? Look for details and reservations (required) the site of the Regional Park and Badlands dell'Abbadessa Gessi Bolognesi ( http://www.parks.it/parco.gessi.bolognesi/ ), the site of CVSC Bologna (http : / / www.bolognaspeleologia.it/ ) or the site http://www.itineraribologna.it/altriitinerari/grottaspipola.htm .

Among other things, the summer is the perfect season since, except for the first hundred meters of the route, just over 600 m, and all rooms are thermally stable at a temperature of about twelve degrees ....

Giovanni Mazzanti

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FROM SHERWOOD TO Cerwood

In the days when cinema is again the Sherwood Forest of Robin Hood and his hero - played by the legendary Russell Crowe, my favorite actor - if you want feel a bit 'Robin Hood you too can try out one of the many "adventure parks" that are popping up a bit' anywhere in the Apennines. I too have done several times, most recently as a couple of weeks ago in that of "Cerwood," the biggest adventure park in Italy, which is located near Cervarezza (RE) at the foot Mount Ventasso National Park Appennino Tosco-Emiliano (see Quote Book 2000, Chapter 6).
among beech trees, you can spend hours of excitement and fun from tree to tree with 21 different routes: 4 children, 9 children and adults, two new variants, 6 routes practice, more than 140 different games for children and adults (see website http://www.cerwood.it/ ).
It 's a fun healthy, fresh air, that tests your sense of balance, agility, strength and coolness. All this and more than ten feet off the ground, including pulley hub-breath, bridges, balance shafts, brackets floating in a vacuum, but in complete safety thanks to the via ferrata kit consists of harness, double hook, headband. And if you stay
hanging half-way between two trees, do not worry: sooner or later someone will come and retrieve the staff ....

Giovanni Mazzanti

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LAST SPRING SNOW ON THE TRAIL OF THE SIBYL

After months and months of long winter and spring and a dispenser of uncertain weather, the heat has finally arrived.

And snow, reluctant to abandon the highest ridges, is going: so melting snows swell rivers and streams flowing down from the highest peaks of the Apennines and makes rushing waterfalls.

Like all things that end up, even without the snow melts a bit 'of melancholy, but the season has to do its natural course and the snow and lovers like myself have to resign.

way we could finally see the amazing flowers of the highest ridges, the raids of the young marmots in the meadows, the flights of birds of prey silhouetted against the sky ever-changing odds of around 2000 meters in the closet and put away the winter gear (ice axes, crampons, snowshoes, etc.)..
remains, however, nostalgia for the white of winter hiking companion (and spring, see " post " Sibillini Mountains ...) and that slight sense of anxiety associated with the passage of time, another small piece of our long journey he's gone ...

Giovanni Mazzanti

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Angelo, Fabio, Philip, John (Ghini), John (me), Sara, Silvia Paul, Valerie: these are the names of the nine intrepid hikers, led by the great Mauro Pini, braved the weather memorable weekend 15 to 16 May 2010 and has been launched to find the legendary Sybil in the mountains of the same name.

left from Bologna in the flood, we syrupy rain throughout the long journey - over 300 km - that led us in the neighborhood of Montemonaco (AP), to be exact Monte Sibilla Hut (1540 m). Here, under a dark sky park, but suddenly the rain, we climbed the steep grassy slope above the hut to the mountain Paw and then we sailed along smoothly and interminable ridge leading to Mount Sibilla (2176 m), overlooking on one side Piceno on the top and the other on the dizzying depths of the gorges dell'Infernaccio (see photo).

At this point we have addressed the final ascent which was to take us to the top of the Sibyl, disdainfully wrapped in a thick fog and mysterious. And the rain became snow. All right to the top, but here, after a judicious sampling of rocks on the trail that would lead us to the nearby fork, Mauro said, "stop" and wisely made us retrace our steps.

time go down and we were swamped by torrential rain that has whipped through the night to our hotel (the charming "Tavern on the Mountain" by Mouth of Montemonaco). We pluck
consulates with lamb, polenta, roasted meat and an ineffable liqueur brandy and anise flavored with gentian ... But above all it was felt the desire to stay together and "a group".

The next day, regardless of rain, we went up the valley from about 1000 m that leads to the Mouth of Lake Pilatus (1947 m): a succession of grassy hollows alternating with rocky steep jump. Once out of the trees at an altitude of 1600 m around the rain became snow, more dense and abundant, and the wind began to whip us.

But once again came out of our ability to resist, to focus on the way and give us the charge to each other. We followed neatly the "straight" Mauro: assessing the size, consistency and exposure accumulations of snow left from winter and the blanket of snow that gradually became more often we chose the safest path, and - not without difficulty, but in a really good time - at a rate of 400 vertical meters per hour we covered nearly 1000 meters in altitude from Foce Lake Pilate.

under a winter snow, in a "glacial" and silent, regardless of the wind gusts we have made the rite of souvenir photo in the background of the Lake of Pilate: a crescent of blue-gray water and still semighiacciata partially covered with snow. So off to the valley, sheltered from the fury of wind and snow, but relentlessly targeted by pouring rain.

And then ... Finally a little 'relaxation on the green meadows upstream of Mouth, where we changed and we plan to return to Bologna.

And now, here's the icing on the cake to the back, with a long car ride - a grateful thanks to the drivers and John Vale - we went from Castelluccio di Norcia, where we waited for the delicious local pork products: lentils, beans with ham, ricotta salata, assorted cheeses, plum pie with mushrooms, salmon trout and sour wine, and of course at will, with the final seal of a giant bottle of limoncello.

Giovanni Mazzanti

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Among Casarola and Seiser Succiso

great day, Friday, April 16, 2010! With the legendary Mauro Pini (AE and AEI CAI Bologna) and Mauro Venturoli (AE-west of Bologna CAI) Osteria del Barone soared - to about 900 m at the location Gabel (RE) under the Passo del Cerreto - Mount Casarola (1979 m) and the Alpe di Succiso (2017 m). Sources from Capiola on, at an altitude of 1300 m, has made its appearance, the snow, spring and almost grainy at higher altitudes. We dealt with firmly, catching up on the ridge view east of Casarola almost to maximum slope - and often sinking up to my hips - a long strip of land bare and then a series of rocks not led us to the summit of Casarola. Here and throughout the air ridge leading to the Alpe di Succiso we expected a hard, compact snow, almost winter, requiring crampons and ice axes, considering also the almost constant exposure of the ridge itself. Great satisfaction when you get to the summit, "seasoned" by a frugal meal, a coil of sun and a breathtaking 360 °, including the views of the Gulf of La Spezia in full view of the cape and the islands of Palmaria, Porto Venere and Tino.

In contrast to the, we went up to the Sources of Capiola first drawing the CAI 667 and the north ridge of Casarola, and then abandoning the path, and zigzag through canyons and forests of beech flattened by the avalanche - but always keeping an eye on the consistency of the snow and avoiding some obvious and unstable accumulations of snow flurry. So we caught the first signs of awakening Marmot: blackish earth stirred fresh and circular holes in the snow in spring.

The return to the valley was "greeted" by the first drops of rain from a thunderstorm during the descent, we had already warned of his arrival from nearby Parma.

And we said a voice, but instead why so many numb with alcohol and various drugs do not feel the thrill of the mountains as we did?

Giovanni Mazzanti