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Calenzana We leave at 7.30 am, the shelter was full, about 60 people, mostly French, some English and three of us.
At 7:30 after a good breakfast we start to climb a height of 1295 meters between rocks and a pair of knitting needles. We arrive at the shelter
Ortu u Piobbu and shower before a good beer.
here I speak Italian and I understand very well the courses.
Augustine took away a spina di riccio dal piede e così domani sarò al loro fianco…. Oggi ho fatto fatica s tenere il loro passo a causa del dolore al piede.
Il tempo è stato bellissimo ma in questo momento le nuvole avvolgono tutto il rifugio… domani vedremo.
Secondo giorno, tappa spettacolare, tutta roccia e pietre, Bocca Pisciaghja e Bocca dell’Innominata lungo un susseguirsi di passaggi fra roccia molto faticosi e difficili.
Una lunga discesa sempre fra pietre e salti pericolosi ci porta al rifugio du Carozzu dove ritroviamo sempre gli stessi del rifugio precedente, un gruppo di francesi che se la prendono comoda bivaccando in continuazione, altre persone che partono prestissimo e ogni volta superiamo ma che poi ritroviamo al rifugio next.
Third day, short stage but with about 1000 meters of ascent. We left at 7:30, we go on a suspension bridge that scares me and then go up a ravine to the Lac de la Muvrella, we are at 1800 meters and the last two hundred meters walk them into a steep climb on snow to step 2010, the beautiful weather but we are now in significant amounts and the air is fresh, always the descent over rocks and snow to the Refuge d'Ascu STAGNU old and now abandoned ski resort. The weather deteriorated in the meantime and tomorrow ... Just give rain tomorrow, the forecast gives us a very difficult stage, we will see what to do if it rains we stop here. Day Four
Time is on our side, the morning clouds have gone away and left us with the sun caressed my back, a gentle climb along an open valley brought us to a wall to climb over a snow field about two hundred yards, not difficult, but the slope was really thrilling.
Once on top we have not had time to rejoice because of the views of the canyon to get frightened. Hartmut and Augustine are gone, I waited with Jose, a French / English with which I often stop talking and we did not have the courage to go back to two, then I take courage and clinging to the chains have started to decline.
The Circus of Solitude is called this is really challenging in the valley, now you realize that is not over, you go up the opposite slope, snow chains, with so much water that flowed at our feet letting slip.
reached the top of a second with jumps down among rocks and endless chains led us to the refuge of Tighjettu.
Here we found all those with whom we walk the GR20.
The evening ended with singing and much revelry in drinking beer and brandy offered by the operator.
I must say that the operator is an extraordinary person, his name is Charly Santucci, if you want to do the GR20 remember to pass by him ... I do not regret it. Day Five
We started as usual for the past, the descent towards the valley has been exhausting, thought to descend from stones without ever having a moment of relaxation, put a foot wrong throughout the project conditions. At Bergerie
Ballone's water supply and we did Augustine even a sandwich and then we have continued to fall and climb to a step along a huge snowfield, here we decided to make a variation without passing through the refuge of the Moors Ciottolu down in a long and desolate valley, swimming in a pond has given me the strength to continue. We arrived at the Castel
Vergio around 15, a beer and immediately wash all the laundry.
Tonight we will try not to dream chains, snow, rocks and fatigue, tonight we hope to recover his strength, tomorrow there is a rather long wait.
Sixth Day, June 6
'm half past five, I changed the batteries in the GPS, the device Armband, listening and writing Faber.
The day is very good, the mountains are there looking at me and smile at my little existence. How powerful and secure from the height of their majesty ... look at us as we look at the small insects that do damage, they are kind to us and accepted the resignation with our challenges. The sun begins to light up the peaks, the air is still fresh, pure. In the dormitory
all still sleeping, last night I arrived two French sisters who make the "Ocean Sea" is one which crosses Corsica from east to west. This trip to
company is new to me, accustomed to the extreme loneliness and I must say that living together is magnificent: Hartmut is a hard man, transparent, timely. With his guidance that continuously monitors is a security for us even if he proves his weakness in losing things, sometimes comes to me telling me disconsolate - Manfred I've loss my mobil ...-my watch - and then I look at Augustine's backpack, the sleeping bag, where he was sitting just before and find the items lost.
Augustine instead is a man of few words, a climber stoic, steady on the path and decisions, a real Garfagnana, a man who reminds me of my quarry Versilia, a good friend and a reference point very important.
is six and a quarter, I feel the movement, people begin to prepare to leave, but you can sleep in my room again, we will have breakfast at 7 am and depart as usual for the past, but we take it easy there ...
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