Raw
To rise and fall, and rise again
Read More RawNorthern shores
Crossing the Arctic Circle has never been so warm (alas only for the first two days)
Read More Northern shoresPale in S. Martino
In the extensive playground of Dolomites we wandered and climbed surrounded by everlasting guardians. Some were stoney, others just fell in love with our shoes.
Read More Pale in S. MartinoHigh-way to sweat
The interrupted dream had to be retaken in a short, and we couldn’t let it pass without feeling the wild call again. So we finally did it.
Read More High-way to sweatTwo steps forward, one back
Climbing is never a straight line. Often the top seems close, but we’ll need to change our path and direction constantly listening to the instinct of conservation.
Read More Two steps forward, one backRosy future
Chronicles from returning to the homey mountain and first ascent to one of many peaks.
Read More Rosy futureThaw, thaw!
We move towards what we already miss, forgetting what we already have on our side. A sparkling season closure, homing to the familiar mountains with some surprises.
Read More Thaw, thaw!Trip(let)
Holy molly, you must be really missing these updates! Hold on as we have some more powders to go and the first rays of summer are revealing the buried greens and horns.
Read More Trip(let)TipTapHorn, or how to dance at skyheights
Imagine a mountain with an unpronounceable name, an alarm ringing in the darkness and departure while bakers still knead. Now shoe the boots while the rosy lights of dawn caress the first peaks, turn on the beacon. Close your eyes. Breathe. Let’s go.
Read More TipTapHorn, or how to dance at skyheightsThree helmets, six skis and a gully
Repetita iuvant, as some folks said in the past. But repeating with snow is even better.
Read More Three helmets, six skis and a gully