HaeroDinamiko

Stop all the clocks,
Cut off the telephones,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum,
Bring out the coffin,
Let the mourners come.
Let the aeroplanes circle
Mourning overhead,
Scribbling on the sky,
the message: He is dead .

Put crepe bows round
The white necks of the public droves,
Let traffic policemen
Wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South,
my East and West.
My working week and
My Sunset rest,
My noon,
my midnight
My talk,
my song;

I thought my love would
Last forever.
I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now:
Put out everyone;
Pack up the moon
And dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean
And sweep up the wood;
For nothing now
can ever come to any good.

W.H. Alden

Un abbraccio fraterno, con gli occhi liquefatti.

English text below.

Geo & Geo su RAITRE ha incontrato e intervistato l’Opachee Team, composto da mio fratello Vito e gli altri amici, attori autori e produttori del famoso video di mountain bike freeride Clorophilla, nel loro habitat naturale, le montagne del massiccio del Gran Sasso intorno a L’Aquila.
Buona visione!

English.

Geo & Geo on RAITRE (Italian national TV) met and interviewed the Opachee Team, which has among its members my brother Vito, and the other friends that were authors, actors and producers of the world famous Clorophilla, a very innovative freeride MTB video, in their natural habitat, the mountains of the Gran Sasso massif, around L’Aquila in central Italy.
Enjoy!

Alaska Direct bus ride from Fairbanks Alaska, USA, to Whitehorse Yukon, Canada, along the Alcan highway. An amazing journey, with an surprising driver.
David profile on Flickr says it all about this amazing human being:

Whitehorse, Yukon, Canada

His photos are amazing. He deserves full exposure, I’d love to see his pictures in a book or several ones. During the 10 h drive we stopped many times, to take pictures and film, and in beaver Creek, shortly after having picked up the only other passenger, we saw an Aurora. It wasn’t like the one in the picture above, but for me it was magic. The first Aurora I’ve ever seen. Congratulations David, keep it up, never stop chasing those wide wild horizons and those unique light shows above Yukon’s and Alaska’s wilderness.

English text below.

Roberto dei Rad Moves mi ha mandato un video sul mio Myspace, su un’uscita a Montecristo, massiccio del Gran Sasso, a metà novembre. M’è venuto il groppo in gola. A Campo Imperatore, l’impianto più famoso del centro Italia, ho mosso i primi impacciatissimi passi sullo snowboard. Ero vestito in maniera oscena: moncler, tuta da sci con sopra pantaloni workwear Carhartt, guantoni di Mickey Mouse souvenir di Disneyland, cappellone ricamato dall’enorme Mamma Lisa e mascherina da sci di mio Padre. Era fine 1995. Molta neve è caduta da quel giorno, molte piste discese con gli amici o la musica come compagnia. The Snow Must Go On, the Rad Moves Club must go on either!

Roberto dei Rad Moves sent me this video on my Myspace. It’s a snowboard day in mid november this year. Montecristo il the location, Gran Sasso massif in central Italy. On this very mountain, I started snowboarding in 1995. I was dressed like a clown, Mickey Mouse gloves, Carhartt workwear pants and a fashionable french down jacket…tons of snow fell since then, countless riding days spent with friends or music in my ears. The Snow Must Go On, the Rad Moves Club must go on either!

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Impresa affascinante, con l’imprevisto pericoloso finale, e la promessa di tornarci ai piedi dell’Everest. Mauro Vanoli, aka Selvatiko, esploratore di Como, altro che turisti fai da te. Pellaccia dura, modi spicci e sinceri, gran cuore ma selvatikume garantito.

Questa frase in particolare si addice a quello che sto facendo io in questo periodo della mia vita:

Oramai ho perso il conto delle volte in cui, nel rito della ripresa-video, mi trovo a ripercorrere la stessa strada: treppiede aperto, telecamera su Rec, sfilata con la “cadrega” fino ad uscir dall’inquadratura, bagaglio a terra, e indietro, a recuperare tutto e pigiare stop.