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escape from the circuit

Rosandra The Valley is a natural heritage and wild poetic, rare beauty of Romanesque architecture. (...) For those who regularly spend time is a sacred place, a spiritual refuge for a few minutes drive from the city, for those who have not ever seen the immediate shock is guaranteed.
(from Karst stroke F. Fabris and M. Santoni)

Yesterday gusts to over a hundred miles an hour, if nothing else, what better way to finally clean the air by the fog that more than a week prevents us from seeing the color of the sky and makes everything wet and gray ...
Today bora is not yet ended and the thermometer is about 0 ° C. The meeting is scheduled at 8:30 with Stefano and Alessandro Bagnoli in the Rosandra for my first round of racing in the Valley! part plan to head-up area at the beginning of dirt road, the intention is to try the path of JamaRun, after little more Henry crossed a mile that joins us ...
of this post I just remember as a child, with my parents made the walk from the parking lot leads to fender, and then stop for lunch and back ...

But from the stories of David
and from his photos, as well as from reading the book Karst travel-Fabris I Santoni foretaste of the Valley is a world apart, a natural ground for training of all kinds, from mountain, to walk "in the mountains," the race more challenging hilly interesting ...
The landscape is truly magical, one starts from the bottom and along the river and soon Rosandra salt. Sweet and sour Valley: curvy and attractive, landscape, the sides of hills are shaped like covered with a soft cloth that sits rippling ... Rugged terrain, mainly semi-precious stones, sharp, rocks and gravel, but now and then, with his face and buffeted by the winds stripped vegetation has the feeling of being guests in a place where nature commands ...
After 5 km climb quite difficult paths between woodland and stretches of rocks and stones, where even the hands is useful to come up with Beka, hence a really nice piece of plateau and especially between CORRIBILE meadows flooded with bright light, blinding. The piece of gravel down with hardly forget: in addition to Frannie stones, yet I slide with them, feeling almost-total fuoriconotrollo ...
I have no words to describe what it means to get on the Carso mountain while the wind pushes and supports me from behind, while I open my arms to fly almost at the top ... and once you stop smiling, not seeing anything more about me, but the valley at the bottom of the city and the deep blue bay there before my eyes: a world, which are snapshots in my mind ...
I tried the photos on the internet to understand what I saw and what I had around and return (again, Thank you David) to the photos included in this post
! From the summit the descent is steep, to say the least, you suddenly within a few minutes from heaven to earth ...
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