Back to blog?! Maybe! Well! In a time where many are tired of the gold-blogger I write I allowed myself a break! Of course I do not know if this will be an article or a fleeting resumption of play-writers, but so be it. See the website of the FISO a piece written by me and moved me brought back the urge to write something. And this I must thank origiornalista Stegal!
course I can not recover months of inactivity in one evening, but I want to hold this piece in a split season started on the bus Primiero direction of Slovenia and came up to the mythical map of land in Val Canali Italian orienteering.
Party of Slovenian land with the sole desire to regain confidence with the map, I found instead to put together a series of points eccezzzziunale really! The rate constant, although not too intense, let me find the lanterns with simplicity and safety is not mine (I'm not saying that I was making a journey to King George, but guessed the lanterns so impressive to me).
most difficult and thorny is the trip to Tuscany instead. There are a lot with the head and the performance is not the best.
The occasion of the redemption on the other hand, I traced Fabio Hueller. Paths and land that always love you. In the sprint excites me and I find the race I wanted. Clean and fast. The big are far away, but eventually even then. And so my first points conquered elite. 66 points that make me hope for the rest of the season. The night gives me the opportunity once again to compete with opponents very experienced and certainly much stronger than me. I resist the halfway stage in the race for the irrepressible Charles Cristellon, before giving in and go to the best of my strength. At the end of a good test, but the three big Dallavalle Luca, Stefano Cristellon and Thomas Widmann are light years away. Of that race will always remember a gesture that struck me very much. At the start, it all goes to the best of our abilities. The point is far away, but there is someone who seems to understand where it can be. At some point it's up a flight of 10 m vertically. On that slippery slope back and I'm about to lose contact with the group, when a providential hand is extended toward me and gives me support. This is one of my 'opponents' direct Gabriele Bettega, who saw me in trouble to help me out thought. A single gesture of fair play!
The triptych is combined with the twinning with the boys of Salzburg. This makes the Easter weekend something exceptional. Orientation to 100%. With workouts MatPaz, Aaron and Charles. And of course with the race as a grand finale in Vattaro middle. Adductor contracture does not make me go as I want. So I concentrate to finish at least a clean path. Although some Re: please him to put into it. Halfway through the race I put down to pure bad left foot and take a retort which still bears the consequences now that I'm writing. Exciting for me because the central loop side by side (ie in front of him and I behind at a safe distance) with Klaus Schgaguler. And 'the lightness of his considerable athletic movement!
The next week is the race of the season, one for which I had trained all winter, insisting speed workouts. The sensations are good. Being in charge and I quarantined excites me a lot. Lost in the denial of the night and I wonder how can only two weeks away, enclosed in a fence to be there along with strong Italian and international orienteers ready to go to an Italian championship and Elite WRE. At the end of the hour of departure for a case I am to get in line at the start gate with 2 pieces from 90 Italian orientation (the Charles and James Zagonel) and once they are not the VIPs, but I, someone who barely knows how to read a map. They (the Italian champions and true wonders of the sport) are based on the secondary gate. I'm from the Royal Box. The race goes really well. I find the lanterns quickly and correctly. In the last few paragraphs are a bit 'in your pain, but I can finish the test so capitalized. So I did a really good time for my chance and I am going to exhaust satisfied. Too bad that a voice telling me to get up PM.
Yes, I did punch missing. I skipped a trivial lantern, 8, too close to the 7 to realize that had to be punched. I already had in mind the lantern No 9 and they are gone. My first PM of his career. And for some have now been intractable.
The next day we would have a chance of redemption, but 7 cm of fresh snow made me literally lose your bearings. A card that looks very nice is rendered impossible by a fund really hard and slippery. And with the heat and the melting of snow becomes even more slippery and treacherous. I conclude the race in the ass. In the sense that I was always on the ground with his butt. And return home saddened by what, apart from the results, it was a weekend really well thought out and enjoyable. A little
'detachment is therefore necessary. So the next weekend do a hand in organizing a test dell'Oricup and then participate in a 5 km road race. The shape is not much, but you can exploit the opportunity for a good physical workout. This last Saturday instead
back after Primiero really pleased. The map of Val Canali is the most tricky. We have also mapped out a JWOC. But at the start seems to have given me a map of a race of impressive ease. I think the lanterns on the fly. The errors are minimal. I can read the shape of the ground like I always do. I think there is a lantern, I go there and find it. Things that I myself was surprised. One difficulty: the ascent that I had clipped their wings in the second half of the race. The perfect race may not exist. But this was for me most of all that has come close. Of course Michele Tavernaro gave me more than 10 min. But if I think that after 11 lanterns and I still had to take only 3 minutes ahead of the start I'm really pleased. Too bad I be lost in the relay dall'Aaron drawn, but there was a foot race on the road to Bondo to do. And here was a good party with the U.S. VillAgnedo.
orienteering course, however, that is another thing ...
red dot my path. Magenta path to Cosimo and Laura . The one with percorswo reported by Garmin to Michael . The map is clearly stolen from the site-era team, which in turn took it from gold-misha. 
