March 5 - Castellier behind Lastè towards Passo San Pellegrino.
10.15
Ascent foot table in the shoulder.
After 20 minutes, already tachycardia heart failure. Excellent starting
athletics.
E 'the last step before you touch the sky (to avoid phrases Federico Moccia, thank you).
E 'the last second before I realized that around you there's nothing more majestic and impressive.
Except you, Mountain.
trees.
feet of snow.
It is close to the clouds.
The air is thin. As your thoughts. A noble silence envelops all like a surreal dream-like atmosphere.
Feel that you can not have any kind of thought. All brain activity is blocked by a thin, intense anxiety, vertigo due to being up there, no paths, no roads, no groomed trails, or shelters. Neither noise, words, voices.
Nothing.
Only the noise of passing on the table snow.
Physical activity concentrated effort on the indescribable fatigue in sections where you must walk sinking, with the board over his shoulder.
There are times when you think you do not do it more - nor to rise, because it becomes impossible to walk in those conditions after a dozen steps, or to fall because the trees are so thick that you're afraid of schiantartici against (what also happened very often ).
Then you make your courage, that some way down you have to find.
The beauty is that you never know when it will arrive the end of this wonderful massacre. That "missing the little" becomes much less reliable. Indeed, part of the unclassifiable.
After the close encounter with the pine, it follows that with a four-meter cliff (actually find that they are much less then, the meters, but it seems to be on top), then encounters a river, where you're going to caderci inside - and even here there is to thank some guardian angel - steps on the floor, where you must go with the shoe and at the end of a twisting road snow - up down, 'down the street in Moena.
13:05 pm, street Moena.
(As you fall you're on the table eagerly awaiting the re-activation of brain activity, which has remained almost flat for 3 hours).
When these situations occur:
- Back to circulate oxygen to the brain.
- The heart rate returns to below 120 per minute.
- Pass the constant tremor.
Realize.
- Were you able to get off.
- You have asphalt under your feet. (This decreed a tears of joy. Joy if not redemption, at least for salvation).
- It was not as easy as you had been announced (by trickery).
- Have you seen an incredible landscape, perhaps the most beautiful ever seen in your life.
- Not sure I have experienced this very thing - or just dreamed of it (do you convince them about the photos).
- Did you hear very tangible and concrete definition of "limit". If anything you, the I had somehow forgotten.
- Did you hear the pride and personal satisfaction of having done so.
(Although this has gone a bit 'to decline in half an hour after you've eaten three sandwiches, invested two children because I could not do a blue run, had to take tonics and had to sleep 10 hours in a row - three of which spent in a strange half-sleep in which the feeling was that, you know, like being submerged in the snow, stuck upside down 'between a rock and a tree.
This is not always a symptom of a vivid imagination or a sublimated by instinct superego. I realized that no, not always the case).
and
:
- Probably, at least for a while, 'you be content to see in the picture or lower, these views.
With L. for his patience, for doing to motivate, to lead me in this thing I just told you without a gift of synthesis.
Alone I would have never succeeded:
1. because you can not go it alone.
2. why, I had a say, I would have waited to call the helicopter over ten minutes.
3. because if there had been no field in the phone to call the rescue vehicle would still be there.
4. because if the helicopter had arrived, I would be wrong road and now I have found.
5. because, in fact, I would have stayed in do the usual three tracks in the area. With a stop for toilet, lunch and sunscreen. (Vulgar tourist, in other words).
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