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Val Visdende valley. October 28, 2018, a damn night. A storm named Vaia. Pouring rain, up to 650mm in a few hours, wind gusts above 200km/h. Since then I've never returned there and those woods probably do not exist anymore.

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I will be running, again and again, where the tracks have no name ;)

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Mt. Volaia, running memories. Down there the säbelspitz, manna for running.

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Shortness of breath on Mt. Tamai ;). Running memories.

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Winter running memories.

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Memories of a lonely trail run in Goriane.

While I'm struggling with floods at home [more than 500mm in three days!!!] it's been snowing up there. Really snowy! Take the bad with the good!

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Because we are runners in the snow with a camera in the backpack.

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Drooling from mt. Talm. The name of the peaks in background is left as an exercise for the readers [if any].

23th

Unleashed memories.

From left to right: mt. Duranno, Cima dei Preti, Cima dei Frati, Punta Compol. Shot along the path to Centenere.

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“Be there or be square” []

mt. Polinik & Creta di Collina seen along the path to Creta della Cjanevate.

21th

Rauchkofel seen from mt. Volaia.

If people leave behind themselves their imprint beyond the death it is in the soul of those who have known, approached and sought them. This is the immortality of the soul I firmly believe in more than everything else [Riccardo Giannitrapani]

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Trail running memories.

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Memories, Picco Peloso.

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Where there's a will, there's a way. A stroll on the Lady Velika Črnelska špica :)

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Memories are what warm you up from the inside. But they are also what tear you apart [H.M.]

[crode dei longerin]

Trial running memories.

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What you do is what you get so don't be surprised by that effect.

[sabotin]

MTB memories.