the south-east of Punta Red
Climbing in Alpe Devero To protect the privacy of the three companions of the CAO will use fancy names : Her mother, the Mozzarella and stones. With his usual skeptical
do Her mother knew it was going to end until late evening, however, throw water on the fire of Mozzarella and a firm decision Stoning of made-in-law vain hopes of staying calm in a hut to eat cheese.
And so we went up and up at dawn to Alpe Devero and from about eight o'clock in the morning we started the climb to the base of the wall ahead. Despite the shadow Her mother immediately began to sweat, the Mozzarella flaunts good shape (even that of his panzetta), Stoning and the salt trade as usual. After easy rocks (they always say so in the reports), we reach the last stretch on a path-like, which brings us to the base of the route, are already eleven o'clock, but at least we are now in the company: it reached a second climber, David and Roberto, and then a third. As we leave in three
step by two other climbers, who, in the reading sections of the report by the MILF, which follows on its heels, unable to find the right path in a way not always obvious. Nevertheless
the fifth pitch, after the passage of the beautiful hand, we stop at a stop earlier than the right, which also remained hidden by a ridge, losing the bush for half an hour, climbing up false directions. At the end back on the right path, to fully enjoy the seventh shot, the passage on the mouth of the Caiman.
Time and 'late, but because of various queuing, but the satisfaction we get towards the end of the tenth shot at 3.00pm. Two steps and we are at the top, glad of the fact Stoning that, although it has brought upon a mass of 50kg, has suffered only minor scratches.
then down to the normal from the ridge west to the south wall of scree debris touch us two more doubles, but by late afternoon, finally we come back to Alpe Devero. Alberto, Andrea, Carlo 
The Punta della Rossa 
The mother-in-law in action
On the lips of the Cayman 
The Mozzarella athletic
Bernese celebration of the 125th:
Riding in the Bernese Oberland, 4 four thousand in four days To celebrate the 125th Anniversary with CAO, the mountaineering group has organized and scored a wonderful route climbing in an area of \u200b\u200bthe most famous of the Alps.
The idea is good, we like, and arises from the desire to share the mountains and celebrate the 125th anniversary of the CAO. Paths of snow and ice, crossing for routes of rare beauty, conquest of peaks never predictable and often guarded by sentinels of clouds, wind and snow. So let's start at the end of July to the Bernese Oberland: Andrew, Matthew, Michael, Stephen and I, perhaps even to measure the degree of our understanding, our desire to stay together and overcome their difficulties.
We meet in the morning of Saturday, July 31 to replace a cable car from Fiesch the first slopes of the mountains are still green until Fiescheralp, close to the Valais, bordering to the south of the eternal ice Oberland. After a couple of hours to kick still fresh on dirt tracks that lead all'Aletschgletscher stones and finally the sight of the boundless sea of \u200b\u200bice, we realize the magnitude of the distances that we would face. It will take all day to reach the panoramic terrace of Konkordiahuette at 2850mt and its fresh beers, including a slalom along the path between a pair of explosive devices.
Once, Stefano draws from the bag, the bag of salami and cheese, I pressed down with a pound of slinzegha made in Valsassina and so deserved to feast and enjoy the solace. We simply do not skimp on the amount of food in your backpack, but certainly in the days to follow we will regret it .. The dinner we meet with a large number of points earned from pasta sauce served strictly as a result of an inevitable ciotolone salad, always present in the menus of Swiss huts, then off to sleep with the thought that lingers on the slope of tomorrow, the good news will be kissed by the sun, just and now, at least until 5pm.
The departure is not the fastest and also the first ascent of the slopes of snow occurs with leisurely pace, towards the top of Grunegghorn (3787mt) and follow the top of the Gross Gruenhorn (4044mt), our first 4000 summits between the Bernese. The passage of the rocks on the range of 200 meters Grunegghorn and rock climb to the tops of the Gross Gruenhorn are binding and when falling back to the snowy saddle between two peaks are all pretty tired. The view from the top was amazing, the Jungfrau and the Monch to the north, east and Finsteraarhorn views as far as the eye toward the valleys of the south with the thought of the descent and the first clouds to cover the sky, this picture postcard soon becomes a memory. After a vain search for a ring that dropped us would have saved quite a few hours now and get ahead of Finsteraarhorn Gletscher, with empty-handed, back from the route. Finally we come to the hill with a view towards Finsteraarhornhuette 17.30 and at 19.00 at the refuge, but not without first having a little 'a storm with lightning and thunderbolts included.
have been walking two days from morning to evening, with heavy weights on his shoulders, and the fact that tomorrow the weather is not bad really sorry. Aug. 2, spends so in complete idleness, including table games and laughter. The refuge is really friendly and soon so we are ready to climb the Finsteraarhorn (4274mt), despite the time is still given to a dancer.
We decided to leave most of the load to the hut and August 3, Andrea, Michael and I climb en route to the summit. We left at 6, with Michael and Andrea to fly across the track to climb, but become acclimated, we're already at 9.30 am Hugisattel to 4088 meters. Here the weather worsens and makes our expectations vain to climb the last 150 meters of rocks that lead to the top: zero visibility, strong winds, abundant snow that falls. Winter conditions make us give up and will remain so for all strings to follow: in that day there is news that someone was up on top. Too bad, but for us to be more than 4000 is already a top, given the conditions found. Alberto At 11.00 is the first to come to the shelter. This day was also important because it showed us that our conditions of acclimatization are beginning to yield results.
On August 4, weather damage, at least until the evening, and we can not help but think that is the good day to move north, beneath the slopes of the Monch, the Monchjochhuette. This crossing would give us the opportunity to get both Hinten (4025mt) and the Gross Fiescherhorn (4049mt), two beautiful peaks over 4000 meters, and then down towards the Fieschersattel Monch. It will reveal a beautiful climb, including reflections of ice and snow forms, again with Matt and Stephanie to beat the track up to the slopes dell'Hinten Fiescherhorn In short, given the weather and the snow fell, no one had beaten track in the days before rising from Finsteraarhorn Hütte. Photos of the rite and the two peaks in the bag later we return to the refuge: they are 8 in the evening when we cross the threshold. Exhausted but happy, we expect excellent hospitality and a big dinner, thanks to the staff of the refuge, which makes us forget the lack of comfort for a shelter that is just above 3600 meters.
Start the day on August 5 surrounded by a snowstorm that have raged since last evening. We will rest only in the late morning of August 6, but now, for all those attending the retreat, the games were done and go down was the decision of all. Only an area of \u200b\u200bhalf a day in fact stop a disturbance would be back the weekend. We leave behind the ability to climb mountains very beautiful, but those, as they say in these parts, they are always there waiting.
Among the last to leave the Monchjochhutte the morning of August 6, we still confused by the festivities of the night, prolungatosi until morning. A huge thanks to the managers of the refuge and in particular to Cedric, that with a step on the snow to the Jungfraujoch has avoided sinking into the snow for a good two hours' walk. I no longer had the desire to make trouble: our goals, what this wilderness, sometimes hostile, but wonderful, gave us, had been achieved.
The rest is the story of five mountaineers now more friends than before, who shared the joy in the struggles of some top, knowing that such experiences, looking in the mirror, you make a better man.
A heartfelt thanks to the CAO for the 125th and for which we gathered in this beautiful adventure.
Andrew, Albert, Stephen, Michael, Matthew 
start the cable car station, loads like ... mules 
highway of ice an immense frozen river: the Aletschgletscher 
the ridge before the summit of the Gross Grünhorn 
the CAO Gross Grünhorn on top of the first four thousand 
in descent from Grunegghorn 
the Finsteraarhorn seen from the north 
the Finsteraarhorn seen by Fiescherhorn 
last steps before the top of Hinter Fieschehorn 
to summit Hinter Fieschehorn
the CAO in the top of the Hinter Fieschehorn
down from Hinter Fiescherhorn, on the ridge leading to Hinteres Fiescherhorn 
downhill through the saddle between Fiescherhorn 
the Fiescher Sattel, the saddle between the two Fiescherhorn 
sky dream for us to show you Fiescher Sattel 
Mönchsjoch Hutte refuge in the storm 
the toast of Four thousand four
