Nordkette: il gioiello delle Alpi

La Nordkette è il gioiello delle Alpi. Questa spettacolare catena montuosa veglia a nord sulla città di Innsbruck (ve ne ho parlato qui) ed è una meta molto apprezzata per le escursioni.
Il viaggio inizia a 560 metri sul livello del mare, non lontano dal centro storico, con i suoi edifici e il suo famoso Goldenes Dachl (tetto d'oro).
Gli impianti della Nordkette portano i visitatori dal centro della città in alta montagna. Dalla stazione "Congress", vicina al Palazzo Imperiale, la funicolare della Hungerburgbahn, ideata e progettata dal famoso architetto Zaha Hadid, raggiunge la Seegrube a 2000 metri di altitudine in soli 20 minuti. Dal centro storico, infatti, in 8 minuti si arriva alla stazione della Hungerburg dove è possibile scendere alla stazione intermedia dell'Alpenzoo, lo Zoo delle Alpi, con oltre 150 specie di animali.
Attraverso la piazza dedicata all'alpinista austriaco Hermann-Buhl-Platz si possono raggiungere gli impianti che portano alla Seegrube.
Il panorama è spettacolare: la vista sulla capitale delle Alpi e sul parco naturale del Karwendel regala emozioni che lasciano senza fiato.
Da qui, inoltre, è possibile proseguire per altri 300 metri di dislivello e arrivare fino al punto più alto, l'Hafelekar. Ma le stazioni a monte degli impianti Nordkettenbahnen sono anche punti di partenza ideali per escursioni in diverse malghe e rifugi. Sulla Nordkette, infatti, anche l'orizzonte gastronomico supera ogni apice regalando nuove sensazioni al palato ma anche alla vista, specie di sera, quando ad attendervi ci sarà una cena a lume di candela con una veduta sulle luci della città. E potrei riassumere il tutto con una parola: impagabile.

Viandante sul mare di nuvole

I saw slip away things I thought unforgettable. I saw slowly fade the memory of looks and moments. I also saw off things never happened when I hoped so. The mind is a big war machine, it builds diabolical devices for safety. But there is a pattern that can not reach. Incidentally there is what remains.

We are strange, undefined, comedians, abused by pain, by the many faces encountered the same heart and above all always looking for what is not there.

We can not lose what you never had but that we have never experiencedit can fail us forever. Yet the joy hates running and climbing. Why dint to go, to run, to not look carefully, time passes and you choose to live constantly waiting.

To go is emotion, emotions are incredible moments but understand when to stop is a real talent.

For this I would like to tell you: run everywhere, more than you want to live and as you can but then stopped with the person who will make you feel all without touching you. Because, in the midst of all the world's people, it will only be that what you need. You will thank the remnant and farewell greetings will be enough to recover your freedom, as always.

Un week end in baita

A mountain of emotions, colors, smells. This was the mountain for me.

The first light of dawn, the sun's rays that enter from the cabin window and warm cheeks peeking out from the duvet. Pink sky, the "clean", fresh and light air, caressing the face in front of a cup of milk and coffee sipped on the porch with the valley that opens right there, before the eyes. A landscape, that of the Valtellina, which seems painted. One of those paintings full of light and color, where the colors are combined to perfection. The forest green of the mountains covered by pine trees, the bright of meadows wherecows grazing, the yellow of the sun and its rays so close and the blue sky sprinkled with white, fluffy clouds like the snow.

The clouds in the mountains caress the long ridges and peaks. They chase each other like children playing in the meadows. Constantly changing, forcing you to fly with the fantasy.

In the mountains you will find the freedom and peace reigns. The nature manifests itself in all its beauty, including the chirping of cicadas and the murmur of the streams that descend into the valley.

The mountain is made for everyone. For those who wish to rest in peace, as for those looking for an even stronger effort in the rest.

I go up in the mountains, I like the climb. The first steps are hard, the body is fatigued and the breath is anxious. When the wind breaks, fatigue becomes a constant, slow and pleasant motion. Every path, accompanied by the sound of cow bells in the distance, is a journey within ourselves.

The mountain is life. From its top you can see how big the world is and how wide the horizons are.

The mountain is a sunset at 2500 meters, with chills and emotion. A carpet of clouds, looking like a sea, where the sun's rays re-emerge. One of those magical, immense sunsets, as those who embrace you and rob you every word, leaving you displaced, surprised, grateful, in love.

Mountain raises this in the heart, the infinite sense, with the desire to raise the mind to which is sublime.

 The scent of wood and herbal tea for two by the fireplace, between talk, laughter, ginger cookies and the silence that surrounds the valley. The warmth of the fire and its popping sound, an unusual melody that lulls the heart till make you fall asleep.