Una stupenda escursione sulla piramide di erbe e rocce della cima Corna Mara, overlooking the long coastline that begins at the Ladder lace and divides the valley and the Val Painale Togno.
This is the first real summer excursion ended by our blogger-mountaineers.
we do have two weeks to turn e-mail to organize the first outing of the season seriously, and after having threatened to take the cramps in my fingers it's time to take them to the legs.
Like first love, the first exit you never forget because this time is worthy of the best seen hiking the length of the path.
we do have two weeks to turn e-mail to organize the first outing of the season seriously, and after having threatened to take the cramps in my fingers it's time to take them to the legs.
Like first love, the first exit you never forget because this time is worthy of the best seen hiking the length of the path.
I am faced with Luca di Sondrio and leave for the hospital where Max Carnal anxiously waiting for us to begin the adventure. part in the great, I decided to finish this trip without knowing what to expect since none of the three has ever done this way.
Travel light with almost empty bags, shoes and t-shirt with the classic cotton panty. We go up following our guide Max, about this place that makes us face an uphill now splits his legs after half an hour leads to a cross
where you can enjoy excellent views of the group Orobie. Here we pause a moment to take photos and drink, we see that Luke and I have brought only a half-liter bottle of water and that we must do it until the next refueling who knows where, while Max, who has the biggest bag, fortunately brought a liter bottle and a half.
traced all the ridge that leads to the plane of Carnal Horses, first staying in the forest and then turned to the side of the valley Togno asprità for spectacular views, go up from here
a jet plane and come to the Horse after about 3 hours of walking. We rest a while chatting with a nice old place, which explains the path to the top of the Corna Mara.
start afresh by following the imaginary path, and we realize that you lost it almost immediately by the rude gesture of the old man points to the right when we left and indicate the sinistra quando andiamo a destra, a un certo punto proseguiamo diritti senza più
voltarci e arriviamo ad una conca dove c’è ancora parecchia neve. La Corna Mara è sopra di noi ma per arrivare bisogna affrontare ancora una salita quasi verticale. Ormai sono 4 ore che camminiamo e la stanchezza inizia a farsi sentire. Affrontiamo quest’ultimo tratto e siamo in cima ad un passo dalla croce, qui ci sono due soluzioni: attraversare a destra per un canale di neve dove una scivolata ci porterebbe direttamente all’inizio della salita oppure arrampicarci a sbalzo sulla Val di Togno, io e Max stiamo valutando quando Luca parte come uno stambecco per la soluzione
rocciosa. Io lo segue mentre Max and does not feel like waiting for us. I follow now that Luke is determined to climb and continues its climb to the summit from the north where some exposed the `make me wonder why I followed. Reached the summit and take some photos to back down on the south side facing the snowy slopes that lead us to where we eat a well-deserved Max sandwich. Salty and spicy sliced \u200b\u200bcheese make us drink a little water in an instant, is said to begin the desperately looking for a stream. We come to the shelter where we drink of Gugiatti-Sertorelli continue the descent from the north-east looking for the path that leads us to the fire road.
After we lost in the woods several times and asked all the people you meet
we see both the road and once we sought to shorten the second time we were without water. Suddenly the phone rings to Max and asks me to open the zipper of the backpack and passaglielo, now we are exhausted by fatigue and thirst, and it is here that something amazing happens.
I open the zip and try to pick up the phone to Max, aluminum and touch something at the moment I seem to have hallucinations, but what I see is true. In the bottom of the bag near the telephone and hidden by the spare socks is a can of Coca Cola. . . we are saved. . . we drink and we continue the descent to where we come to the carnal 7 pm. A first output
really nice, excellent allenamento per le gambe e per
lo spirito . . . alla prossima! by Angelo
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