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Praise of fatigue




Tales from the Camino Austral: clearly feel every fiber of my body tense again, once again, has already done a thousand and a thousand times. A ride behind the other, without haste, without fear. I strongly feel the blood flowing in my veins, fast, hot. I hear the heart beating strong and sure, tired but still ready for anything. Nine hours pedal today, there has been rest, pause, except to eat. So many made the climb, climb hard, steep and difficult. Just as was the descent, cobbled and treacherous, suspicious and dangerous. Pluvio the divine on earth has sent an incredible amount of rain. I feel their outer clothing wet from the water, and internal sweating. In two hours there is a ferry to take, I can not lose it, will be among the next several days. Missing thirty kilometers ... there should be no problems. But never try to 'govern' le leggi patagoni. Infatti ecco la sorpresa: gli ultimo trenta km sono di salita, e una salita pesante e ripida, tutta di 'ripio' e di pioggia. La mente e il corpo hanno un sussulto, un attimo di cedimento, sono titubanti, 'non ce la faremo mai' gridano. Arriva in soccorso l'esperienza, la voglia di soffrire ancora, la voglia di gettare il cuore avanti. Forza, forza, uomo, una pedalata dopo l'altra. E la fatica diviene regina incontrastata. E l'uomo diventa una rosa, con petali e bocciolo centrale. La fatica ti toglie un petalo dopo l'altro, una certezza dopo l'altra, la senti sempre più prepotente, e ogni minuto che passa un petalo cade. E i petali sono tutte le leggi che la società ti ha imposto, che gli altri ti hanno imposto, that you yourself gave. Everything sells slowly, the petals as they leave, staying in the dark colored spots Carrettera. Gradually you get to the central bud, the effort continues, tearing and growing. Scream their tired legs, body and mind wants to stop the same. E 'then the central bud, the primitive, now discovered, to take command, "Forward, forward! Without fear, close ranks and protect the hips!" There he was the central bud, the purest part of the human soul, the real part, untouched by the dogmas of the society and the world consists of. There he is pure and white, ready to move forward. Here we go, here's the top, and now down in descent, between holes and stones, among water and rocks. Suddenly comes the sea, the smell hits first, then with the color, the sea, here the ferry ... we arrived, we arrived on time.
Photos of Paul and nino

Magdalena Olech Gliwice

Auguri Giorgia

have already passed 10 years ....

Kundali With Interpretation

Femininity del Camino Austral.




For some years now, way in the world, often in places far from the comforts, from the certainties and civilization. But Transamerica was a different experience, I like the way home, I was welcomed like a mother, giving me incomparable landscapes, people, rare and forgotten humanity. I got the hot sun, strong winds and heavy rain. I enjoyed total freedom, no plans, no schedules, sometimes aimlessly. Nature has opened up its ancient soul, and her femininity. The Camino Austral, how often I repeat it was a fascinating experience and 'impressive the amount of water that is present there. For me, water is synonymous with femininity is the cradle of the world is home not only of the fetus before birth, but a safe haven and relaxing in human life. And the Chilean Patagonia expresses a very strong femininity, the water surrounds you, caresses you, makes you partaker of itself, makes you feel like a man. You whispers forgotten words, still dreams to dream, invites you to know you better. It then becomes an extreme traveler, a man without land, an aesthetic of the world and its people, and walking paths on a road that could be of any premises, any anything. A man on the run, fleeing from civilization, by poisons, by appearances, exasperated by the technology and perhaps from himself. A man looking for a different relationship with the world, with nature and with himself. A man in search of solitude and silence, noises and new smells, people and nations.
PS In Wherein day Chile was devastated by the earthquake, the people of Chile has been subjected to so many tragedies over the years, slowly, painfully even be able to recover by the latest disaster.