Come, let me show you the magic
Magic of the woods, greatness of the mountain and awareness of our history
We leave in the morning hour, when all the night shades dissolve under the first sun. One step after the other, the path delivers the satisfaction of getting to the top. Between the first moment and the last effort many snapshots of joy, tiredness, waiting…landscapes and images far from everyday life: a chamois on the dividing line between earth and sky, a stag appearing like a vision and the high whistle of the marmot. The sad recollection of the Great War in the Dolomites. Unedited perspectives of known things, far from common places and trodden paths. My aim is to share with you my everlasting passion and enthusiasm for these mountains: wondrous, sometimes hard but always changing.