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Leftovers.

[31]

[30]

Tír na hòige.

[29]

Stop yawning.

[28]

50!

[27]

My gorgeous Olympus OM-1 equipped with the G.Zuiko 50mm/f1.4 and the faithful Zeiss Ikophot selenium light meter [1953].

[26]

[25]

Climbing in silence in an atmospheric day.

[24]

[postoucicco]

[cimacuta, oisternig, talm, goriane, picco di mezzodì]

Memories in a messy order.

[centenere, cjanevate]

[20]

[19]

Best friends ever.

[18]

I'm a sailor peg and I've lost my leg.

[17]

Waiting for the film rolls...

[raut]

[valinis]

Leftovers.

[14]

[monte maggiore]

[12]

[cimon dei furlani]

Yay, the morning glory!

[la portella, sciober]

[valinis]

[creta di mimoias]

[castrein]

[marinelli, zovo, pramosio, tamai, arvenis]

[5]

[tinisia, la cresta nel cielo]

A place for dreamers!

[lavara]

[confine, volaia, cjanevate]

[cimon del montasio]

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If only I could get my negatives [1700 and more!] back from that damn flood I would have many [many!] more mountains posts, probably the most interesting ones [especially the shots I took on Dolomites :(]. The next posts are an utopian attempt to fill that gap although I'm pretty sure I'll fail considering I have already one foot in the grave and my free time isn't that much anymore...
Why "running to stand still?" It is a U2 song from the LP The Joshua Tree, but it has nothing to do with meaning of the song. It fits perfectly with the way I go to the mountains: running and stopping to take pictures. It has always been that way and always will be.