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BAM! BAM! BAM!

Words by Guido / Pictures by Cello / Archive material by the Gazzaniga Family   “Me and your mom, in the seventies, in winter time at night, we used to take a lift up to Passo d’Eira and then going down the road with sleds, it was funny, we had to carry a torch in the mouth...

Un Natale da Cani

Words by Save/ Pictures by Save & Cello   Against All Adversity   Una chiamata veloce - due messaggi - ma qualcosa sembrava non andare nel verso giusto. Appuntamento alle 11.00 al quartiergenerale canisciolti, ma come sempre la puntualità non è il nostro forte. Esco di casa alla ricerca di cibo - è natale non lavorerà nessuno - invece...

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Words by Ila / Pictures by Ila, Pagha & Clava Best ideas (or worst, it depends on your point of view) comes to me unexpectedly. When I share them with friends they contribute to improve them (or worsen, it depends on your point of view). So one day, while I was thinking about my next 33th...

‘NA VITA DE MAI MURÌ – EPISODE 4 (CIAMBAUAMBA)

Words & Pictures by Cello Dovevamo partire alle 7. Siamo partiti a mezzogiorno. Per fortuna che per 2 ore c'era una salita di merda su per gli impianti di risalita che almeno non ci si annoia... L'abbiamo fatta a piedi a 35°C. Così finché Ciambauamba, Signore Supremo del Carosello, protettore degli hillbombers, nemico giurato delle marmotte grasse, è...

Col de la Lombarde

Words & Pictures by Ila   Nothing epic happened. Nothing went wrong. I was just a little frightened for the loneliness: only marmots, cows and me in the valley... for hours. But it was a beautiful ride in a wonderful place.    

‘NA VITA DE MAI MURÌ – EPISODE 5 (CIASCIAUNA)

Words & pictures by Cello Che bello guardare i video sull'Internet dove tutti spaccano i culi senza intoppi, senza problemi, dove i sentieri e la vita sono sempre flooooooow. E poi noi Cani siamo così: innocenti, naif, ingenui, semplici, bellidemamma scesi dalle montagne; crediamo più o meno a tutto, dalle scie chimiche agli alieni fra di noi, da Donald Trump presidenteditutti agli hillbombers su vimeo. Allora ecco il Ciasciauna, un passo tra...

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BAM! BAM! BAM!

Words by Guido / Pictures by Cello / Archive material by the Gazzaniga Family   “Me and your mom, in the seventies, in winter time at night, we used to take a lift up to Passo d’Eira and then going down the road with sleds, it was funny, we had to carry a torch in the mouth just to let the drivers know we were coming down.”1 Livigno2 stands at the top...

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Un Natale da Cani

Words by Save/ Pictures by Save & Cello   Against All Adversity   Una chiamata veloce - due messaggi - ma qualcosa sembrava non andare nel verso giusto. Appuntamento alle 11.00 al quartiergenerale canisciolti, ma come sempre la puntualità non è il nostro forte. Esco di casa alla ricerca di cibo - è natale non lavorerà nessuno - invece è tutto aperto - non avete proprio un cazzo da fare…. entro dal panettiere di fiducia prendo...

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Words by Ila / Pictures by Ila, Pagha & Clava Best ideas (or worst, it depends on your point of view) comes to me unexpectedly. When I share them with friends they contribute to improve them (or worsen, it depends on your point of view). So one day, while I was thinking about my next 33th birthday, I decided to celebrate it with a 333 km bike ride. Clava, our “Nostromo”...

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Italia Far West

Words by Guido Casbah and OK Fede / Pictures by Cello & OK Fede     Words by Guido Casbah I saw everything, I saw nothing. I saw thousands stars shining in a crystal clear sky, I saw animals and magic trees, memories of peoples passed by, martyrs, heroes, wayfarers and bandits. I saw them all but I haven’t seen none of them. We were nowhere, we were everywhere. We...

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‘NA VITA DE MAI MURÌ – EPISODE 4 (CIAMBAUAMBA)

Words & Pictures by Cello Dovevamo partire alle 7. Siamo partiti a mezzogiorno. Per fortuna che per 2 ore c'era una salita di merda su per gli impianti di risalita che almeno non ci si annoia... L'abbiamo fatta a piedi a 35°C. Così finché Ciambauamba, Signore Supremo del Carosello, protettore degli hillbombers, nemico giurato delle marmotte grasse, è venuto in nostro soccorso, indicandoci La Via e conducendoci alla Salvezza attraverso il battesimo nelle...

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Paradisiño

Words by Ok Fede / Pictures by Cello & Ok Fede Difference in height and dirt roads, why not? And why not on a touring bike, maybe with 28c city tires on? Proposals (invitations) must be accepted for what they are, without questioning, without reasoning; so when Cello told me about a few passes and valleys we would have crossed, I made a quick google search, saw they were amazing...

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Col de la Lombarde

Words & Pictures by Ila   Nothing epic happened. Nothing went wrong. I was just a little frightened for the loneliness: only marmots, cows and me in the valley... for hours. But it was a beautiful ride in a wonderful place.    

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‘NA VITA DE MAI MURÌ – EPISODE 3

Words by Cello / Pictures by Cello & Save     Ciao. Sono malato. E cambio su tutto. E allora penso a quel giorno lì che era stato bello bao.  

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Mäuerchen Pass

1. PREFACE: YOU CAN NOT GET OUT ALIVE FROM THE ‘90s (words by Clava) When I was young (my grandpa stories always started like this…) I attended the high school. It was during the 90s and I remember I had the habit to go up on my house attic rummaging and searching inside dusty closets looking for scrawny and shabby clothes that not even grandpa used anymore, not even to spade the...

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