let's go :) поехали!

Visited Calabria just some weeks ago, wrote the impressions, but had no time to translate it immediately. Is possible to read in English now.
In web-source mountain.ru I got a comment - the question "what can be next?" Thanks a lot for the attention and interest!
What's new? Is published new book about beginning of riendship with italian mountaineers Simone Moro and Mario Curnis. As Andrey Molotov and me summited "Snow Leopard" programm in 1999 during one summer season just. Am working for the storyes of new lines with Boris Dedeshko and Gennadiy Durov in Central Tian-Shan mountains.
The new idea of winter attempt for K2 was growing since many years, as may to tell. Than now... the thought is in positive construction, have exact direction. The Spring-2014 Kanchenjunga expedition was the humble repetition of the planning movement into the Karakorum. And we hope to check our abiliti at December.
This is the VIDEO about plans. Is important to collect the budget now :) from Russia or Poland. Or into the parallel reality.
This life is full of different realities - for everyne of us. In office of ACERBIS was presentation party of new football clothes and (as I was able to understand) - the development have to change. As in new devision with new generation.

Many young players of Albino-Leffe team take the actions, would like to spend nice efforts by the trail of Passion. The football is extremelly popular in Italy, much more then ascents... But almost everybody who is living into the valleys around Bergamo knows about real alpinism, about real players in "mountain arena".
Exactly now I have actual idea to climb 7b routes at the middle of October. And am passing to the aim by the rocky bastions. With friend Francesco da Trescore. Than need to change the trainings specification totally.

I was also in the nice town Verona with my Lovely girl - doter Sachenka. And am happy from her love. Alexandra was glad from such format of city-tour. Throw Coliseum, Giulette-house, tiramisu and cranberryes on the historical squears. We'll travel more, hopefully.

Недавно был в Калабрии, написал впечатления, но не успел сразу перевести на английский язык. Теперь можно прочесть здесь.
Кроме того, на сайте mountain.ru увидел комментарий к своему материалу - вопрос "а что дальше?" Спасибо за интерес и внимание!
Вышла новая книга о возникновении дружбы с итальянскими альпинистами Симоне Моро и Марио Курнисом - как в 1999 году мы с Андреем Молотовым выполнили программу "Снежный Барс" за один летний сезон. Кроме того, работаю над историями восхождений по новым линиям с Борисом Дедешко и Геннадием Дуровым в Центральном Тянь-Шане.
Еще скажу, что во мне очень долго закипала идея новой попытки на вершину К2 в зимних условиях. И вот теперь... Мысль созрела, оформилась, приняла конкретику. Экспедиция на Канченджангу весной 2014 года была скромной репетицией предстоящего проекта в Каракоруме. И мы собираемся попробовать силы в декабре.
Это ВИДЕО о планах. Теперь важно найти деньги :) в России или Польше. Или в параллельном мире.
Порассуждать о параллельных мирах можно было в компании АЧЕРБИС. На презентации новой линии футбольной одежды для сезона. Команда Альбино-Леффе делает шаги с сильными молодыми атлетами.
В новую игру с новой командой. Футбол беспредельно популярен в Италии, намного сильней, чем восхождения... Однако, почти каждый, кто живет в ущельях рядом с Бергамо, разбирается в тонкостях альпинизма и знает имена реальных игроков на "горной арене".
В настоящий момент одержим идеей к середине Октября пройти несколько скалолазных линий уровня 7b. Так что двигаюсь по бастионам в заданном направлении. Потом надо будет категорически менять специфику тренировок.
А еще я побывал в замечательном городе Верона со своей любимой девушкой - дочкой Сашенькой. И счастлив ее любовью. Александре очень понравился туризм городского формата, Колизей с домом Джульеты, старый зАмок, тирамису и ягоды на исторических площадях. Буду путешествовать с ней дальше.


again in Calabria - english version

- I need a bed, - categorically said Olga. - And hot water to bathe.
The last remark made me sigh. After a week of motani wild in Italy I felt the best way possible. However, the girl dreamed of the fruits of civilization. Their hand was not as money, in order to receive these benefits in sufficient quantity. The cost of the hotel was forced to squint their eyes from the horror.
So after climbing on the rocks late in the evening I went roaming around the town of Frascineto. Presenting soberly fanaticism Italians, one could hope to find mountaineering club. Even in such pampas. And just as in the dark on one of the fences I saw an old poster... on it in the light of the "weave" read the address... asked in a cafe. It was right around the corner and going to the door of one of nondescript houses, managed to hear a few specific words. Spoke to three people, with the Italian enthusiasm. And seeing me, not embarrassed, told him to sit down.

"I don't understand your" by clear Ryazan prononsation said I to them. But, on reflection, decided to show off his erudition. And he added: " Dormire, Doccia (sleep, shower)? Per favore (please)."
An hour later, after the meeting, one of them took somewhere in othe darkness. And not surprised to see my girlfriend with eyes full of hope. At the next turn was warm house, full coveted benefits of civilization, the good wife is Italian, lots of delicious food. So fifteen minutes Olga splashed in the local hot jets of soul, and I sipped homemade red wine with the owner. His name was Nicola Sakata. He had not been surprised, but only shrugged their shoulders when I say "Everest, Nepal, alpinismo, Grazie". And nodded skeptically. They say, you never know what will BALTNET cretin-a foreigner.

In the southern part of Italy is the largest natural Park in Europe. Strangely enough, but few know of, and is not in the usual tourist brochures. Especially for Russians. Look there wild group from Northern Europe on the way to the volcano Etna. Yes the French are moving in search of the former glory of the Napoleonic wars.
Park Pollino was formed in mountainous areas. The name derives from the popular peaks are not very high, by the way. Here are many interesting towns. The population is mainly agriculture and livestock career development. Many years ago these places were conquered by the Normans, who for centuries have identified as the gene pool, and cultural and political development. However, five hundred years ago on the East coast of the Peninsula team arrived at the Albanians. Orthodox fled from the Turkish thugs, and found shelter in a dozen villages, fertile valleys Castrovillari. Now there are traditions, language, religion. And even the names are all written in Albanian.

It is here in the town of Frascineto I got through five years. This time with the older children Anna and Stephen. On the way we bathed in the sea, walked along the Etruscan necropolis and the Acropolis. Could this journey... but within a week the emotions of young children has increased greatly in the negative due to the absence of those... Yes "Rest and a hot shower". But Nicola Sakato was waiting for us on his doorstep! Within five years we corresponded with him, I again asked to visit.
Leaving children under the care of seniors giuseppini, we proceeded to explore the area. For the evening we managed to explore a lot only thanks to the energy Nikola. He was very Italian literature, took me by cafes and museums, showed beautiful ancient temples. Already at sunset we ran up the steep trail to one of the adjacent vertices. "It's the wolves ate" - carelessly waved his hand at svejeispechennyi the cow skull. I flinched in shock. However, the range was extended warm Calabria. From a height were visible two sea - Tyrrhenian and Ionian. On the West was burning in the flame of the tender Italian sun on the light.

The next day passed in a beautiful excursions. I all liked the three-dimensional space. Everywhere was attended by mountains. It's not plain city, where the horizons are limited by a plane in a couple of tens of meters. Perhaps here the breadth of the world gave particular imagination residents and builders of castles. In cities Castrovillari and Morano through the narrow streets of Anna with Stepan scurried up and down, I also tried to keep up. Smiling conductor Nicola Sakata tried sometimes to kill the chatter of young people, and explained the details of history, architecture. This gain can be had with a deep love for his land.
- Is mount Pollino, there's the Sella. And in the center of the high - Dolcedorme, is the tenth time he sang and danced hand over possessions.
- Dolcedorme? - wastrel I ears. That's because on top of sweet sleep? Who slept there? You slept during the traverse?

The mountains here a little over two thousand meters. But the elevation changes are significant due to the proximity to the coast. You can "do" drops five or six kilometers. Despite the fact that local climbers are increasing the complexity of the enormous distances - from sea to sea.
- Probably, Yes. Don't know, " smiled Nicola. "When I fled from the Ionian sea to the Tyrrhenian, the "missed" by. And yonder in the distance Capo d'orso. In winter the array Obiedinenie, and without the "cats" impassable.
Even Nicola with warmth showed scatterings of flowers in the dry spiny gorges. And almost reverently uttered: "This road". Bushes rocks eagerly pressed to the crystal lines of streams. They were different shades of pink, red, white, yellow - waves swayed in the wind. In such manenti poem I then remembered the wild rhododendrons of Nepal.
In the morning, a habit I got in 05 PM. We had to climb, stretch your muscles on zacapa prior to joining garagoa sun. Went out to the terrace outside the window sleepily were imurel eyes provincial town. All the colors and smells of Calabrian cuisine. To submit icy cliffs above him - even in winter it was difficult. However, I remembered lying on the spur of the Pollino January snow. Once upon a time, in dreams about beautiful Italy. I thought that people here are strong and hardy - because we live on a fragile line between Land, ocean and sky, in the grip of winter and summer, snow and oleanders. Orthodox Albanians, who five hundred years ago built their temples, the Italians that cherish the heritage of the North ready mixed with African mournful motifs is forever. That doesn't erase from memory and history.
- Dolce Vita, Ragazzi! - I waved a hand in passing the open Porsche local guys. Their glamor girls from the back seat threw long bare legs on the side of the machine. - Gorgeous day!
Therefore, when "loaded" children in the Fiat Idea, and rode to the North, I realized that I would return here. To open new routes on the rocks, drinking histamine sun Calabrian wine, inhale the scent of oleanders mixed with the sea breeze... But not in five years, but much earlier.