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Magnodeno: a visit to the 'hotbed' of the Alpine Lecco

November 14, 2009

You go or not To? After spending Friday glued to the screen for the usual check of the forecast, I decided to leave, knowing that it will not be a sunny day.
cross my fingers and feet, as this will serve only to provoke violent cramps, and we go from a Milan gloomy, cloudy but not rainy.
Unfortunately not everyone thinks so, and there's defection last 3 hours: it is a pity, but I understand their choice, even if you do not agree with ... Oh God, I know more people who remained overnight in plenary session of the Cabinet, though not envy you.
the jamb with a nice 5x2 car, we go in search of breakfast place: here I have props references and finally catches sight of a bakery that makes coffee with a side bar, we dive to the double turn: first a free ride delicious freshly baked croissants and then the bar for the hot drink on duty. The bartender is a bit 'malmostosa, but put yourself in his shoes: This story is no longer able to sell a paste for months and months ...

Slip through the alleys of Maggianico, parked near the monastery, hospice, which triggers the appropriate jokes. The weather conditions are pretty bad: fog all around, but it does not rain and does not even cold. And if there is someone who suffers from cold, I'll do I just go with the first ascent: an ancient mule track that is currently not a problem, but descent will be like?
A rhythm all in all we have quiet time to talk of the summer (behind us) and winter around the corner.
Campovecchio The bar is definitely closed, the bowling green desolate and benches piled in a corner: bad sign, but the storm is over our heads. The sky darkens and starts to drizzle, fine fine, but I prefer to wear the cover from rain, which is not touched for months: you also need to take air from time to time. The rain will take a few minutes and you will pass the phase of the sauna, we were not even in a beauty farm. For those who wish to make the sludge will be readily satisfied and for those who dream of losing a few pounds of too, the tour will offer a nice tough climb, where the group will inevitably shelling.

We pass a guy with a lot of dog is beyond us, stops, turns around and greets me:
"Hello Fabrizio"
"O Beautiful" I think I "and who the hell is I'm part of Rambo?" Then doth my best smile markettaro and the greeting: "Hello"
"Do you remember me?" that makes me.
"Devil" think "they are stuck ..." "Mmm ... no, not really"
"Come on, we met on this occasion and I phoned a couple of times"
My mind boggles, but I pull out my spirit: "Ah yes, you Lucilla" bluff dramatically. But bastardoni bluffing too: one of misrepresent readers of the site, but we had never seen nor heard. If nothing else, his big dog, now filled with pampering, is the glue. Four
talk and then promise to meet again on top.

The break is now vital to the camp and miraculously the weather seems to brighten. Go back to our hopes of seeing something and jumps to attack the Horn of Grao, a strange top, which seem to be two or maybe three. A long stretch on the ridge, beautiful, not too tiring, potentially view. That brings us to the last tear that leads to Magnodeno, but our grandfather (1000m despite declared last week) him off and left him in the most humid and windy that we could find: he deserved a small punishment, no?
As we go, we meet "Lucilla" already is falling: the number of new pampering her dog, is followed by a warning from the owner: "Be careful, the dog likes to roll in the dung ... 'Lucilla is zainoinspallesco definitely has a spirit. Here are the greetings, this time for good, and it remains to him and us down the last stretch of climb.
But good to see consistency in the end is rewarded: the clouds rise from the valleys and the main peaks can finally see. These moments given away from the mountain make it unique: we struggled, we have yet to reach the top, but the excitement has come to hurt us.
's cross and just around here also the refuge of the Mountain: The Resegone is semi-covered, but we just have to wait a few minutes. The refuge is open, although there is no guardian and gives us shelter and comfort where lunch. Out of the clouds play
: Azzoni the shows, even the lake of Lecco, the Horns of Canzo emerge from the white sea, while the Grignetta and handcuffed. Shortly before the Horn Medale here, where I'll go tomorrow. We let ourselves be guided by the wind rose beside a cross, although many of the peaks listed here will be invisible.

Resume in the descent, with the slow and cautious to avoid sculattate ground: the record will be the end of 3 slides (one and a half to cheek), but did not win prize. We recover the grandfather and so on down the path, passin pass.
remains is to tell the frantic search for a place to drink: in the end we put in a huge, new, but mega-kitsch bar in the new structure of the ice rink of Lecco ... But the tortillas were not bad and there are those, including tales of mafia and neighbors lose sight following the maneuvers of the chambermaid.
Hello ... and the next.

PS. I almost forgot: today as the dregs of clothing and mountaineering equipment

• backpacks covered with plastic bags
• rods routes, asymmetric, twice the length of the necessary
• shirts Cotton with disgusting stains of sweat, but above all soaked to the bone
• combs sticking out from the bag, because it is nice once in a life

I leave to you any further reflection ... sigh!

start with some details

What was the environment before ...

... and after

Games
clouds

On the top

The top of the shelter and Resegone Azzoni

Towards the south, the plain

”live View / - Axis

Who said that you are all beautiful!? Flowers

Back in 2001 when I created something for the first time in corn paste, I tried to go beyond simple flowers. My gaze was lost in the void and I imagined a beautiful winged creature out of a storybook left open by a mom the night before had told a tale of fairies to their child. Before I saw it already create a hair color of the sun, an angelic face, robes of nature.
I immediately got to work, to create this little creature I had to fight against potholes that were created on the face, pass these difficulties thousand other impediments are put between me and the success of the work, but the desire to finish it was too much and the image I had in mind was too good.
After several scrapes I could do my little fairy, but disappointment was not as I hoped she was born:



The wings are the only thing that I love:



I had to make a face plate just because I was trying to create something similar to the human face cracks peeking on my sculpture, was born a bit 'strange, a little' Not good, but it is my creature.

(all photos are mine production)

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Today I was faced with cleaning, a goblin made me find something I forgot, my first jobs in corn paste, a smile appeared on my lips, my mind flew to the summer of 2001 when I went into his head to want to try this new technique. When I started I could not create a head without cracks during drying, so I gave up and decided to create just the flowers.
Before I was delighted with the paste of salt, but nothing remains of the mother's fantasy that I had built. All it needed was a day when Tefnut (Egyptian god of humidity) did peek at the sky that my creations would return to the primitive stage, simple colored soft jelly.
These are my first corn paste flowers, many of which have fallen a thousand times to the ground and some petals flew away.


and here is a particularly

(photo, all images are mine production)

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Another type of organic pasta is the famous corn paste. It too is very cheap to make, but if it includes in the ingredients that make it more resistant than the salt dough. A creation
paste Corn does not require cooking because, just leave the work in contact with the air to have a very solid building. When I first time I was amazed by the corn paste its flexibility, however, is a technique that I abandoned after a short time because my goal was to create very human faces and I could not to make the cracks on parts round of the head. So over time I have used this technique to create only a few flowers.
As the salt dough, the corn can still be colored raw or after drying. Here too, the colors incorporated in the dough still soft after the object has reached its level of resistance to change the hue color, becoming more flamboyant. For the dough of corn can be used any type of polish. The polishing makes the object very similar to ceramics.
Here are the ingredients for pasta corn :

• 150 g of corn starch

• 250 g of PVA glue

• 2 tablespoons olive oil or Vaseline paraffin (oil wine)

• 1 teaspoon lemon juice or drops of lavender oil or essence

Procedure:
Mix the ingredients gently in an old saucepan while avoiding any possible lumps. Cook the mixture over low heat, stirring constantly until the dough comes off the sides of the pan. Place on a plan and trying not to get burned a little mix 'pasta. Then, as the salt dough, you can proceed in two ways:

• incorporating the color temperature (I prefer them) in the dough, taking the appropriate amount to our purpose and resting a bit 'color in a depression created to accommodate the temperature, then mix the colors together with the pasta.

• create sculpture and painting it after reaching suitable consistency. If we choose this method you should use the colors much more resistant to tempera.

The paste that is left is advisable to close it in a bag or in a film to prevent the dough from drying out.
After our baby has reached the desired look we can proceed to polishing.
polished look that is dry and we can show our object in any place without fear that a damp and dreary day destroy our beloved creature.

(photo: corn paste, taken a long time ago)