E 'Jerome was a link to the site of the race, then to him the credit for bringing me to these places that already' knew because a friend who has a house in Coniolo.
To be honest the memory of those days at Coniolo ranging from the beauty of the Monferrato hills fastiodisita 'which gave the mosquitoes in late September for about twenty years ago.
You could not stay out of the house and remember that the collection of large ripe figs, hazelnuts and visits to the banks of the Po 'things were not easy due to the unbearable insect. In October, however
'hopes of mosquitoes do not even see the shadow and look forward to disturbance and that' came from Sweden, which has precipitated temperatures by several degrees.
The designated place of race and 'Rosignano Monferrato, a small village perched on a steep clay hill.
Of those countries that can only be photographed and best paintings, and who could do better Morbelli Angelo, the famous painter who gave light to the colors ...... I hope to get today, the lens of my camera good pictures.
Morbelli I said Angelo, a friend and adviser of that Pellizza Volpedo from that in him I find 'more' than a friend. Morbelli remains today in the Villa Maria Full of Rosignano Monferrato they stayed.
Here was at home by then Pellizza Volpedo and in these places that made his masterpiece painting, a representation of the people who starts a strike ... the Fourth Estate.
also my brother, an avid film buff, and director for pleasure, created in 2003 a beautiful short film on the history of the famous painting.
http://www.99cinema.it/il_quarto_stato.html
Who does not love autumn, its colors, its flavors, the autumn mists.
Drawn from all these perspectives and aware that the places where there will be 'the Trail is full of history, we have now entered the race Pino, Marcello and Vittorio. Let's start with
Collegno (TO), Corso Francia highway entrance hoping the weather holds.
forecasts are worsening in the afternoon we will go ... ' well ... ipermaratoneti to our friends in that of the Parco Ruffini Turin, the Italian league that will take a bit of 24 hours 'less .... our thoughts and' them, to all the hardships and trials that will address physical and mental.
The journey we spend talking about mountains of nations, of races, with Victor that as a good talker is the 'king.
arrive in Rosignano Monferrato and for some reason we are convinced that the race starts from the village, so we perched atop ridiscendernvi and then realize that the start and 'certainly more' close to signs indicating that we saw on the road - -> SHOWERS .....
After having wandered and asked for directions to a native Here we are at last to the distillery and winery Social Rosignano Monferrato. Registration
..... and saw that there is still an hour before departure, we go looking around the distillery.
Two samples of grappa (I'm about 9.00 am) Marcello buy a bottle and tucked in to go visit the store.
buy good bottles of the famous Barbera del Monferrato ... you never know .... maybe after the race and the Cellar 'closed.
smell of fermenting must, riders dressed as fox hunting, vineyards just a short distance, rolling hills and the smell of the earth in autumn there are the scenery change as we prepare for the ups and downs of 24km between the towns of Sala Monferrato , Ottiglio, Cellamonte Rosignano and Monferrato.
Autumn Mists veil
villages clinging on clay hills
stained by rich vineyards
already 'harvested. Some clusters
left for St. Martin
off thirst and the desire
light taste of ancient rites.
Rare Hunters
with their mute
chase enemies who do not know
be themselves. Then ...
strong odor of fermented mash
intoxicate us and remind us
bond with Mother Earth
The departure 'located behind the distillery and we are about 130 athletes race between long and short . It starts calmly
Olympic SlowRun a Trail, and although the sun to come out just like it has none, it will be 'a wonderful morning.
Sara 'a long round trip that takes us through vineyards of Barbera and Moscato, including clay hills and old houses.
Vittorio and 'more' faster than me and Marcello, now already 'in the first few miles we lose. We run together and I
Marcello stopping, from time to time to take pictures at home to savor later in the evening, in those long nights midweek when it gets dark early, and the days of summer sun are long gone.
Often we stop to taste some grapes left from the farmers on St. Martin, berries are juicy, sweet, red grapes and white grapes Barbera Muscat, its taste and 'heady, anything to do with food gels or energy bars ... nothing can' replace.
caterers we do not need anything else, when you are hungry for some apple tree provides us with its ripe fruit, yellow and juicy.
is taken from all this remains only on the paths I Marcello and Rosanna, we begin to have doubts about the paths to follow, we are distracted and ... opla 'we find ourselves at 18km in the finishing straight.
Someone apostrophizes .... like you to be here because Tagliaferri and 'just get here? ...
Ohibo '... in fact we hear the voices of the speaker upon arrival and we are behind our winery smell and 'invested with a very strong smell of grapes harvested and left to mature. Noooooo ...
says Rosanna returning from Troi Shaman .... I want to do all the 24 km that have been assigned. Simple
I say, now let's go back to meet the mileage of 3 km, so 18 +3 = 21, then going back to the 21km 21 +3 = 24.
Et Voila 'said that, with an ancient shaman of the Trail to suggest that Rosanna imemdiatamente solution acceptable to its end.
And 'interesting to see trailers that run contrary to what we are strange but I think, because' everyone is asking if they're going in the right direction .... hilarious.
Crossing Roberto, Victor and many others to explain that we are all back 'to the straight path which he had lost'.
At 21km we pass the same caliber of our athletes and, therefore, with a beautiful face behind it to redirect to arrival.
After the race we moved to the famous ---> ... SHOWERS decide, given the time, take advantage of the lunch offered by the organization in the huge warehouse behind the distillery. Marcello
buy a good Bonarda, and friends trailer that ran with us, dine tired.
Before leaving, given that Victor had not yet visited the winery, we stopped to please and to be able to provide, after
browse the containers full of wine, a glass of Brandy Barbera grape.
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