Pordoipass Two days at the conference of the CAI for the 25 years of Cross-Country Skiing Hiking ... The conference was interesting, but it was tough to remain closed in with what was outside ... here is the photo album!
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I think a winter evening, a night like many others, someone on the street raise their heads and say, surprised, ^ snowing! ^. I think at the end of the summer there is the fall and then there's the winter and that winter will never end. I firmly believe that no matter how hot can make the snow comes. I think for those who can make me tie knots, how many drops of sweat may go down the back and mark the shirt for those with colleagues ^ grin and ignorance of the first class to ^ cross, how many old stunned you can mock overcome in the queue at the supermarket one morning will put the skis in the bag machine and point north. I believe that one day I'll give in to the temptation to bring behind the tent and sleeping at high altitude instead of coming down soon. I think that for many problems we reserve the everyday, nothing, nothing, that would give satisfaction as the first bend of the season in the dust. Nothing
There was once a poor farmer who could only afford a horse. The man treated him with care, but a summer night, the horse found a weak point in the fence and escaped. When neighbors heard of the incident, went to the farmer to indicate their regret. "Bad luck," they said. To which the man replied: "Maybe yes, maybe no."
From there one week, the horse returned to the farm with six wild horses in tow. The farmer and his son managed to lock them up all seven of the fence. Again the neighbors came to visit. "What a great fortune," they said. To which the man replied: "Maybe yes, maybe no."
The farmer's son immediately began to tame the new arrivals. While trying to ride the roan stallion, was thrown violently to the ground and ended up almost stepped on and broke a leg. The neighbors came running. "What a terrible misfortune," they said. To which the man replied: "Maybe yes, maybe no."
The next day the soldiers came to the village. Two warlords were fighting each other and one had ordered the forcible conscription of all young males of the village. Because the broken leg, the farmer's son was the only one not having to leave for the front. Again, the neighbors noticed. "What incredible luck," they said. To which the man replied: "Maybe yes, maybe no."
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