Italian Alps

Where I love getting lost

The snow, the ice, the altitude and the paths that get lost in the woods. The larches, the inhabitants of the mountain. Foxes, ibexes, chamois, bearded vultures, marmots, finches, buntings …

The Alps, mountaineering. The desire to escape from the usual patterns of modern life, to feel wild, pampered or annihilated by the weather.

Sensations and emotions that sometimes you want to live alone and others you want to share.

“Once at the top, the mountain stone mixes with the legs, arms and lungs. With eyes and breaths. With courage and amazement.” (Fabrizio Caramagna)