A' other beautiful emotion!
To participate in the I° I launch of Lele Pini and of another our
dear friend that we don't name - Mark and Umberto are the companions
I wait to the landing, enjoying me in to see the satisfaction of
these friends that just landed they look him sharing so strongly an
experience. Then turning him/it look toward the mountain they admire
with satisfaction the great wall unconsciously staring at her/it in
an intimate indelible memory composed by what our sensibility has
succeeded in gathering. A small "file" situated in the zone of the
conscience destined to the emotions and he/she will remain forever
you. If the man will evolve, riaffioreranno
suddenly when a similar feeling as: the perfume of a flower or the
odor of the air that stà around us, the color of a rock, the tension
of the moment, the slim noises that climb from the fondovalle - an
alone thing of all this will conduct us to that small "file"... also
Happens when us parachutists we feel odor of kerosene or the noise
of a turbine, this brings us to the memory of the mythical airplane
to turbine "Pilatus Porter."
Sinned that in the paracadutismo there is not
that school of life that it characterizes the mountaineering or the
andar instead for sea. Certainly it very
also depends on the lack of adventure, also considering uncerto
sporting thickness from instructors and forced capicentro to be pìù
entrepreneurs how sporting and often carenti of a culture in
comparison to the beauties that this sport also proposes within the
environment and the nature. But the sports, rather the disciplines
that I have pointed out teach to simply live and when you are in
tuning with the natural environment that surrounds yourself you/they
can be born inside of you intimate emotions, that will increase your
sensibility. You keep on comparing you with the mountain or with the
sea, not so much for the competition with yourself but to understand
better qual is your limit, that grows as soon as, conducting you in
places ever thought and earning so other satisfactions,
strengthening your humble spirit that of time in time him ago also
it stronger. And then the climb in mountain for his/her being alone
with him same, for his/her being new to every footstep, for the
rhythm that is emitted by the movement, it becomes an art, it
becomes creative, because at that time it ends a pure action in the
nature and in him same. In sea, sailing in the high ground is the
same, the elements are found to the pure state that they welcome and
they purify the man that draws near from man to them. It is born
so a philosophy a way of being giving more value to that that him
ché lives to rather what does him. You learn whether to live in the
airport for so many so many years to always make the same things
without appreciating anymore the panoramas, to which by now you have
gotten used it is riduttivo. You I owe so much to the paracadutismo
but I have also continued to insert other exciting experiences for
my necessity to be some creative making less statics the activity
and giving a lot of more importance to the people with which I
shared this sport.
Too many Jumperses don't have the awareness to be on the
mountain, temple of the adventure, where brave men have lived
memorable enterprises..
Sinned that in the paracadutismo there is not
that school of life that it characterizes the mountaineering or the
andar instead for sea. Certainly it very
also depends on the lack of adventure, also considering uncerto
sporting thickness from instructors and forced capicentro to be pìù
entrepreneurs how sporting and often carenti of a culture in
comparison to the beauties that this sport also proposes within the
environment and the nature. But the sports, rather the disciplines
that I have pointed out teach to simply live and when you are in
tuning with the natural environment that surrounds yourself you/they
can be born inside of you intimate emotions, that will increase your
sensibility. You keep on comparing you with the mountain or with the
sea, not so much for the competition with yourself but to understand
better qual is your limit, that grows as soon as, conducting you in
places ever thought and earning so other satisfactions,
strengthening your humble spirit that of time in time him ago also
it stronger. And then the climb in mountain for his/her being alone
with him same, for his/her being new to every footstep, for the
rhythm that is emitted by the movement, it becomes an art, it
becomes creative, because at that time it ends a pure action in the
nature and in him same. In sea, sailing in the high ground is the
same, the elements are found to the pure state that they welcome and
they purify the man that draws near from man to them.