first winter ski mountaineering climb Ararat, read the invitation sent by the Turkish friends, and addressed to the representatives of various European Alpine Club, a rising international mountaineers from all over Europe and Russia also .
A moment's hesitation, and then we decide to unite the heterogeneous group of Italian ready to leave, three Milanese, a Genoese, a Val d'Aosta and why not, two of Trieste.
skiing and backpack are always ready, the last shopping, films, the curtain, well everything, starting from Ljubljana; flight with the JAT is among the cheapest but there comes a day before, we will visit Ankara.
the day of departure the weather is lousy, we're going to Ljubljana but hopeful, too much fog, canceled flight. With the money of the ticket
restituitoci drown despair into a gargantuan meal of fish and, at 23.00, we are back home, disappointed with the beautiful voyage vanished.
The next day the phone rings that are still in bed, "but you will not be mica idiots!"
Piero is the friend of many downs as well as African inveterate traveler, "you will not let an opportunity like this slip mica ?? there's always time to fill the drawer of missed opportunities, there is still time, tomorrow, the first flight to Rome leaves at 6:00 and from there you are in Ankara during the day. "
Two days later we are with others in a hotel in Dogubeyzit, bordering Iran and Armenia, Western Anatolia, on the slopes of Ararat, Agri Dagi as the Turks call it, and the final preparations in full swing.
"you got the stove, and the can stock, and batteries and a spare pair of gloves? do you have the rope? did you get the energy bars and a thermos? "
" ... what, a thermos, you know I do not use it, not ever brought me, when I walk I prefer a nice coca-cola. "
A wounded beast scream shakes the hotel, "but how you get there, walk all day without the comfort of a hot drink, but what kind of climber you are, but who taught you to ride a mountain?? "
" You really do not worry, we have the stove "I say," and the night in tents, we will have plenty of time to make us a hot drink "
" does nothing, but during the day, with twenty degrees below zero, You do not want drink coca-cola?
"... fortunately, I have my thermos, but do not ask a single drop of tea" and so saying, he turns to take, but it accidentally bumps into a thermos and falls into a thousand pieces.
"here, now we do not have your thermos, but do not worry, I'll give you a bit 'of my coca" the cry escaping from the room followed by a ski boot. Ararat
Then we managed to climb it anyway, it was a nice climb, after twenty years ... I smile and remember those moments: during the two days of turmoil, in the past four in a tent for two, at 4,000 meters , a bit 'of hot tea ... I would gladly drink!
A moment's hesitation, and then we decide to unite the heterogeneous group of Italian ready to leave, three Milanese, a Genoese, a Val d'Aosta and why not, two of Trieste.
skiing and backpack are always ready, the last shopping, films, the curtain, well everything, starting from Ljubljana; flight with the JAT is among the cheapest but there comes a day before, we will visit Ankara.
the day of departure the weather is lousy, we're going to Ljubljana but hopeful, too much fog, canceled flight. With the money of the ticket
restituitoci drown despair into a gargantuan meal of fish and, at 23.00, we are back home, disappointed with the beautiful voyage vanished.
The next day the phone rings that are still in bed, "but you will not be mica idiots!"
Piero is the friend of many downs as well as African inveterate traveler, "you will not let an opportunity like this slip mica ?? there's always time to fill the drawer of missed opportunities, there is still time, tomorrow, the first flight to Rome leaves at 6:00 and from there you are in Ankara during the day. "
Two days later we are with others in a hotel in Dogubeyzit, bordering Iran and Armenia, Western Anatolia, on the slopes of Ararat, Agri Dagi as the Turks call it, and the final preparations in full swing.
"you got the stove, and the can stock, and batteries and a spare pair of gloves? do you have the rope? did you get the energy bars and a thermos? "
" ... what, a thermos, you know I do not use it, not ever brought me, when I walk I prefer a nice coca-cola. "
A wounded beast scream shakes the hotel, "but how you get there, walk all day without the comfort of a hot drink, but what kind of climber you are, but who taught you to ride a mountain?? "
" You really do not worry, we have the stove "I say," and the night in tents, we will have plenty of time to make us a hot drink "
" does nothing, but during the day, with twenty degrees below zero, You do not want drink coca-cola?
"... fortunately, I have my thermos, but do not ask a single drop of tea" and so saying, he turns to take, but it accidentally bumps into a thermos and falls into a thousand pieces.
"here, now we do not have your thermos, but do not worry, I'll give you a bit 'of my coca" the cry escaping from the room followed by a ski boot. Ararat
Then we managed to climb it anyway, it was a nice climb, after twenty years ... I smile and remember those moments: during the two days of turmoil, in the past four in a tent for two, at 4,000 meters , a bit 'of hot tea ... I would gladly drink!
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