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Golliat - Alt. 3'238 m

Sometimes life is so simple ...

A summit .... a favorite ......



..... clean lines ... a hallway .... as evidence ....



... First, a strong effort for 500 m of ascent to altitude respectable ...



... entering the heart, the void is digging ...











the living body, adrenaline WINNER ...











.... as a flight before the plunge ...



finally ... by 40 to 45 degrees, the thrill of the slope mastered ...



happiness and the fulfillment of an old goal!

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Sea 2 - Adventure offshore

Cruise along the course, the days and nights to come, soon disappeared from the coast, the conquest of so captivating wide, perpetual motion of the wave and swell, imperceptible fear of coming hours delivered to elements of a balanced body discomfort always defective, and then watch towers that you chop time, time that we forget its reality-paced life of microcycles tournus obliged crew meet, sweet torpor you invaded, and then this key discipline of contingencies that must be overcome, to prepare meals, the dinner plate banned, banning a knife on the table at large.

And this paradox of the broad quest for silence and yet incessant noise prevailing on board, the wave that strikes the hull constantly, you swell slowly fogs the mind, turns you sleep in a sleep state, surrender to Morpheus in the waking state.

And for just the darkening sky, the wind is cooler on the face, the wave more voluntary, and then the sky even darker, more biting wind, wave and more aggressive blacker the sky, biting wind that sings in the rigging, sweeping the spray deck, and then the seascape that becomes daunting, the sea that whitens the mountains of water flowing on the boat, which dérerlante s crushes on deck, sailing for a long time back, the storm that panics, murky atmosphere that freezes you in mind, lowering sky, green sea, crew barricaded inside, the noise deafening force to raise voice, which comes into vibration rig, the wind howling and then another wave that is sweeping the bridge in a crash, incredible energy, atmosphere of doom, crew grogui, suspended time, and already interminable seconds the boat resurfaces, sarabande can resume, endless hours, contingencies neglected to provide navigation anyway, watch tower, mounted on deck encased in combination, harnessed to the boat, awkward gestures, body bounced, looks around and anxieties you win, weather warriors, views fascinating, captivating, and then manhandled stomach ....

étenel cycle, depression away, the promise of hours to come more serene order to bring on board, drying, salting, restorative meals, nights of four hours, four hours day, how many nights, how many days the miles that flow inexorably the albatos you fathom the promised land in sight, new areas of discovery, fighting spirit, gentle approach and then finally the anchor released last roar of the chain, time stops, again another time .. ..

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Wed 1 - Coastal Cruises

Harmony of daybreak, sunrise sweet and promising pleasure of a first meal shared with the appetite of miles to run soon, last look at the weather forecast in the quest for certainty for the next few hours, preparations for the crew, first round motor and the bow that already cuts through the smooth water of the harbor. The veil

fasseye, then swells, new momentum in a first edge, discovery of the coastal landscape, momentary discomfort of the bridge that eludes the rhythm of body roll, or shaking under the blows of pitching, the embrunt you whip your face, small snacks eaten in the cockpit, tower bars and towers nap and already the promise of a new berth, the ship that picks up, the wave subsides, the latest maneuvers before the quiet of night, shared an appetizer, the smells caressing future meals, discussions in the square finally stable, like a little refuge, reading, music ... in anticipation of a promising sleep, night restorative rustling chop against the hull, self-surrender, sleep cycle before a day, a new cycle of life ....