Posts tagged "climb"
Words by Vito / Pictures by Alexia, Guido & Cello Partenza sotto il diluvio, conoscendo i miei polli mi incollo al culo di Mr. Ohm e nei primi km di flat verso il Ghisallo prendo tutti gli schizzi del suo mudguard nei denti. Iniziamo a climbare il Ghisallo come se non ci fosse un domani, mi giro prendendo fiato e mi accorgo che rimaniamo solo io, Ohm e Pascal da Roma;...
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...
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.
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...
Words by Clava / Pictures by Cello, Clava, Fisto & Pagha Fuck it! The Holywater Death Race, the gravel race in Acquasanta Terme, fell through. The Cani won’t go. We’ll regret it! This time again I must stay here in the valley with my pals playing the braggart narrow-minded country-dweller (do you know those guys who spend all the day outside the town bar with their rolled up t-shirt sleeves and...
Words by Clava / Pictures by Clava & Ila E’ da un po che non vado a Bergamo. Uscito dalla stazione imbocco il viale e da subito incrocio ciclisti che si aggirano solitari con la mascella serrata e lo sguardo incazzato. Bah! non capisco… per quanto mi riguarda andare in bc è una cosa che mi rende felice (anche se bestemmio tantissimo mentre lo faccio). Mi incontro con Ilaria la...
LA MADONNA DI CIVITAVECCHIA - Words by Cello / Pictures by Cello & Clava [masterslider id="21"] F: “What a bore with these bicycles! When will we have chicks and drugs?” C: “Am I wrong or Specialized makes stuff for roadies only?” It’s nice to be the captain of a collective that, when you tell them that maybe we’re into the seekandenjoy project (conceived by Yonder Journal and powered by Specialized) they...
Words by Ciki / Pictures by Clava & Ciki I don’t like to make plans, I believe that the best things in life come unexpected. Of course, these days, in order to make the most out of anything planning is necessary, but still, whenever I get the chance I love to be spontaneous, let it go and just follow the flow. For this reason when on Wednesday I got the...
Words by Cello / Pictures by Cello & Pagha E' primavera cazzo! E allora i Cani Sciolti salgono seguendo la linea di scioglimento delle nevi invernali: appena la neve libera un passo, appena una vallecola torna a fiorire, appena i ghiacci si ritirano dalle vette, i nostri amici/stronzoni sono lì a farci passare le gomme e i piedi. Raccogliere i redécc, fare la cacca tra i ginepri, incontrare camosci che ti tagliano la...
Words by Clava / Pictures by Clava, Pagha, Save & Cello March 8th 2015 While reading Cello’s message I remember that day on Maloja pass, sitting on a table in a dry aseptic place, I remember we were laughing at us, thinking about how derisive we were the day before while laying in front of a hot stove saying that, after climbing the Maloja, we should aim at the Bernina...