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Teoday '09

Friday, 01/05/2009

As every year on May Day on the occasion of the birthday of our teacher of life on two wheels you found to enjoying a wonderful, hard day in the woods of the most beautiful natural park of the Lower Lodi the "seal of Boscone.











Wonderful because it is the first seasonal in nature and under the sun (as if that date is to define the boundary between the end of winter and the beginning of ' summer, as if the seasons did not exist), hard because every year we find ourselves empty bottle bottoms before returning home.
The meeting is always the same, Baraonda 8 o'clock, hearty breakfast, some beers for the trip and once you climb aboard the time of Boscone through country roads paved and not, as of the Mulazzani and Lower Camairago which leads directly to the Park.








At the entrance to find Laura and Stefanino ahead with a car full of food that will be used for the day and, after opening the usual "list Teoday" (though this year the cashier wanted to do some 'phenomenon), is expected to reach the Fano and Badi with the meat, while someone comes to sprint to occupy the posts ...






Usually
years passed to transport the food we used the train of the estate, this year thanks to a small cart with two wheels attached we have a bike, stuffing two trips to bring everything inside (so difficult but faster), where we expected to early pioneers thirsty!
Once everyone is as if he knew what to do: a couple of people go to fill the tub of water to keep cool beers and soft drinks, someone preparing the table and prepare the appetizer, others prepare the fire and grid to feed the flock, and others taken by fatigue or euphoria immediately enter into climate Boscone, uncork wine bottles and beer cans all together waiting to come to the usual laggards who pulled the pack in the morning.
From now on it's all fun there are those who play football, some frisbee, who enjoys cooking kebabs, who runs a bike visiting the flora and fauna of the park, always accompanied by a can of beer or a glass of wine.

(a moment's pause ....)

The day goes quickly between games, jokes and laughter to When it's dusk and survivors gather to "bend the neck and finish the bottles that are made during the day and then climb back in the saddle with some difficulty,

(the usual time of "china neck and Suca ...!!!)

intoxicated by alcohol (bowler hat sign), and begin the journey back home aware that even this 'Teoday year has kicked off a new season.

(Oh madona ... but who is this ...???)


Report by Sandro.

How Can I Get The Phlegm Out From My Baby

Crolla a span of the bridge between Piacenza and San Rocco al Porto



Special Edition:


On the day of my birthday April 30, 2009 breaks down a piece of the bridge that connects us to the nearby Piacenza; the images tell the atmosphere of apprehension and awe that is experienced on the scene and reminds us of how we are small and weak in the face of nature.









The diving team of firefighters is set for recovery and prepares ...

Fortunately the breaking news affirm the absence of victims ... Maybe this
will be an opportunity to rebuild a decent bridge this blessed ...











Report by Teo.

Can Shingles Make Men Infertile

Christmas with your family and Easter with whomever you want



Monday, 13/04/2009

Christmas with your family, Easter with whomever you ......... or, Dallas, Raffaella, Ghid, Valentina and the family Ammerman made Teo, Laura, Stephen and the mythical fourth member being male "presviluppo! (still anonymous ?!?!)

Malcesine, a village on the eastern shore of Lake Garda, the proposed destination of the Teo where we ended up in the late morning to begin immediately with a nice grilled chicken cooked over a nice Brescia birrone fresh aaaaaaaa!



Teo and Dallas on the ground well in advance, are already quite nervous because the only cable car takes you to share and 600m races are quite limited.
After much indecision and disorganization, however we decide to climb to 600m (the beauty of paying 11euro) and then improvise something, armed only with a scandalous map from which it can be seen even if the trail was uphill or downhill! Once you get to share

600slm we decide to go up a bit ' walking (pushing the bike!) a white path beaten by many Germans, Italians miss the shade! Luckily Ghid know English .............. At some point we reach a road-hardened and outrageously steep that we decide to take, of course always pushing the bike. (But not when you ride a bicycle !?!?!?)



Direction: "the Lord" (just in the theme of Easter) is a super place with a kind of disappointing in the shade canopy and a painting of the Lord to reach that m940 after 5 km climb hard and with very little water! I propose the immediate withdrawal exhausted by TKO, but Teo and Dallas continue to opt for a location Leads call from our map that seemed to be reached in half an hour and starts flat but ......... another hour of climbing and super without water !!!!!
finally at an altitude of 1200 opens before us a small house with a lawn and some plants and cut where some strains are beginning to have some fun 'doing some skipping and thinking that the trouble was over!



Two minutes and we were down in the snow! Teo does a quick turn of foot patrol and come back saying "You can do but it is super extreme" and that's where I start to worry seriously! Nevertheless decides to continue and not just passed a sudden snow semisciolta that stirred the branches and plants (they were probably debris avalanche ua) we hell! A dozen tight hairpin bends, with inability to turn very slippery and a fund made up of dried leaves and stones! Virtually the face piece at zero speed and with some risk of getting really hurt! But then a beautiful piece of woodland style single track for about twenty minutes leading later to a beautiful meadow with a small house and a great lookout point where we meditate on the difficult day.
The descent ends with watering the garden from the barrel of a woman originally from Blind. So thirsty boys!



The next day we spend wandering around the villages in the Lake Garda as: Torbole, Limone Sul Garda Tignale and where we find a great restaurant on a terrace from which we can focus on the Monte Baldo with the tops still covered with snow, a sight! There
kid stuffing and skewer of chicken drowned by a good bulk Bardolino, concluding with the binge Easter dove and various clamps! Total 20 € a skull!



From here a series of improvisations incredible and worthy to be told. Dallas and his wife decide to go to the low and we follow them with the idea of \u200b\u200bstopping for the night in some village on the lake but after a few minutes of travel, a nightmare: traffic! After several discussions between men and women and some Bargnolino you decide to achieve the peace of Lake Valvestino, dubbed "the death or Twin peacks! A very surreal place that we decided to leave almost immediately once the third largest lake: the Idro!



Vantone Here are a fantastic camp where the grass everywhere mastered down to the shores of Lake Teo swelling of happiness! E 'from here that we improvise a bike ride that we will find one of the best ever made so far:



on Easter Monday females led us to share 900 Capovalle Zumiè village, where we have harnessed good for all our protection convinced instantly find the descent but ..... another unexpected: another beautiful climb full of uprooted plants to a height of about 1200, at the foot of Mount Stine.





From here on, however, was a continuous increase in adrenaline mixture of joy and contentment! The first part was very steep but with enough gentle bends and technicians (as stated in Dallas). In the middle we found a nice corner where we had to take some photos and then a nice single track until you reach the lake, a small wonder that ended with a downpour that accompanied us to the campsite!



To be repeated in summer from the top of the mountain at an altitude of 1400 Stino! For all other
photos click here!

Report by Ghid.

Difference Between Perennialism And Essentialism

Metteglia punitive



Saturday, 04/04/2009

Route freeride with total length of 20 km, hence 14.5 km 5.5 km climb and descent, altitude of 733 meters, the highest point Torre Metteglia 1055 mt; medium / high physical effort, has taken considerable technical and difficult passages.

discrete number of accessions: the usual and Lele Teo, Dallas and the occasional presence of the longed-for and long-awaited return of the man who somehow has given inspiration to this team ... ... tasteless!



With clear skies we start from 11.00 am to Marsaglia 322 meters along the road that leads to the Passo del Mercatello, this first part is pretty tough and immediately puts a strain on the legs, so to at the first fork to Metteglia continuing to ignore that the provincial borders the Aveto, enjoying wonderful views. Meanwhile, we hear news of abundant rainfall on the plain shitty Valley, the peaceful here gives way to a partly cloudy ...



This second part of the climb is much more relaxed and we travel at high speed to the small village of Castelcanafurone 830 meters, a real balcony over the valley, sweeping vistas give us a remarkable sense of well being.





past the village, turn left onto the road to Metteglia, a nice paved rooms, quite mad, enchanted through pine forests and huge, spectacular rockslide. Here, our President shows his physical peak, and without giving up a hit to the village of Torre Metteglia 1055 meters, a bit more difficult for Dallas and sciapo arriving after a few minutes to St. Crispin's already uncorked ...







While we eat it starts raining, the friendly Mr. John, Mayor of Metteglia for a day, offers us shelter in his basement, it rains incessantly, we are preparing for the descent with a little 'tension and nervousness, we salute Mr. John that pays tribute to four bags of rudo, indispensable, now on to always carry in backpack!




begin darting through the small town and soon we reach the beginning of the path (C A I 137). The fund is a mixture of stone and earth very compact, with some skipping rock, not too steep and full of fun ... hairpins. the enthusiasm and humor back to the stars.
This first stretch of open spaces, it follows a completely surrounded by forest, the fund becomes more rocky, but it is completely covered with leaves, in some places until the middle of the wheel ... there we enjoy exalted.







we are over half way when we meet two more bastards steps: first, the most bastard, is a sequence of three hairpins, narrow, steep jumps and rock rock ... the second is a very steep curve to the right hand ... I pass Dallas, sciapo stops and get off the bike, the Lele, finding traffic stops and get off the bike ... waiting for them under the curve, but something is wrong ... the screams Lele (not so) and unsalted puts his hands on his head, it seems but it is not a joke ... fuck, bad luck saw us very well, slipping the Lele has sgarruppato an ankle ...! that impression ...! The ankle is bent sideways out of his natural position ...! Rooms a little 'tension, but a sadness prevails general stops raining, but we are still in the forest, we block the ankle with a bandage and with many difficulties, including wet and slippery rocks, plants and branches, we can only after an hour and a half to bring the machine down to Lele. In the emergency room of Piacenza diagnosis comes after a few hours .... ... Fracture of the fibula!



pity for this unfortunate epilogue because, despite the rain, we were spending a wonderful day of riding; goes well, thinking that it could have been worse, we wish a speedy recovery to our President ...!
Who knows when I'll see riding his gate ...!?!
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Report by Teo.