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inmontagnadilunedi · 5 months
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#269# 22/11/2023 Casa Coppi - Via Ducale - Balzo Delle Rose - Passo Di Annibale - Femminamorta - Lago Piatto - Val Di Luce
Che gli uomini non imparano molto dalle lezioni della storia è la più importante di tutte le lezioni di storia.Aldous Huxley,morto 22 novembre 1963, scrittore. Pranzo: ristorante Casablanca, Fiumalbo. Itinerario: partiamo dal parcheggio di Casa Coppi (1343 m), sulla strada che dalla SS 12 porta alla Val Di Luce, a due passi dall’Abetone. Titolo del giorno: la prima neve, in equilibrio nella…
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𝗥𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲 𝗥𝗲𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮. 𝗔𝗯𝗲𝘁𝗼𝗻𝗲
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giodano64 · 8 months
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mymountaintrails · 9 months
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Passo dell'Abetone - Libro Aperto
Bellissima escursione a confine tra Emilia e Toscana. L'arrivo in crinale regala un panorama spettacolare. Partenza da Passo dell'Abetone (1388 m) e arrivo a Libro Aperto (1937 m).
Tipologia di percorso: A/R Distanza: 11,00 Km Difficoltà: Facile Ascesa: 724 m Discesa: 721 m Alt. Max: 1937 m Alt. min: 1388 m Tempo Medio: 4:45 h Si parte dal Passo dell’Abetone (1388 m) proprio in centro al paese. Una volta parcheggiata l’auto, ci dirigiamo verso le due Piramidi che anticamente segnavano il confine tra Emilia e Toscana, e imbocchiamo la strada che conduce verso…
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digit-et-al · 1 year
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Dreaming of a white Christmas. #igers #igersitalia #igerspisa #igersabetone #abetone #picoftheday #instapic #winteroutfit #wintervibes #winter #gay #inverno #winterfashion #snow #white #torneremoaviaggiare #nieve #jacket #hoodie #wanderlust #layered #chill #wool #fur #fauxfur (at Abetone) https://www.instagram.com/p/CmFnBhfKsLL/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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#appennino settentrionale si inizia ad imbiancare 🌨 ❄️ Qui le immagini 📸 dalle webcam locali della #valdiluce e di piazza europa #abetone sempre in provincia di #Pistoia Rete Meteo Amatori - Passione e Professionalità #meteo #weather #instameteo #instaweather #appenninotoscoemiliano #neveappenino #snow #snowday #snowsnowsnow #cold #beautiful #montagna #neve (presso Appennino tosco-emiliano) https://www.instagram.com/p/ClQTr6KLV8m/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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ian-gillan · 2 years
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Tu non lo dici ed io non lo vedo L'amore è cieco o siamo noi di sbieco? Un battibecco nato su un letto Un diluvio universale Un giudizio sotto il tetto Up con un po' di down Silenzio rotto per un grande sound Semplici eppure complessi Libri aperti in equilibrio tra segreti e compromessi Facili occasioni per difficili concetti Anime purissime in sporchissimi difetti Fragili combinazioni tra ragione ed emozioni Solitudini e condivisioni . Ma se dovessimo spiegare In pochissime parole Il complesso meccanismo Che governa l'armonia del nostro amore Basterebbe solamente dire Senza starci troppo a ragionare Che sei tu che mi fai stare bene quando io sto male e viceversa Che sei tu che mi fai stare bene quando io sto male e viceversa . . . __________________________ Una domenica al lago, ma faranno me santo o te? 😅 E quindi Abetone. Ma tappa lago lo stesso. . #ioete #testoni #testoline #biker #zavorrina #love #amore #amoresudueruote #motociclisti #abetone #domenica #giringiro #ontheroad #sguardo #sguardi #occhi #eyes #viceversa (presso Abetone) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cj0CrcSs1aU/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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marco-poli · 2 years
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Rieccoci! A tra poco con la seconda assemblea sull'acqua. #marcopoli #montagna #montagnapistoiese #abetone #abetonecutigliano (presso Abetone) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ci0eCGHsmVY/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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simonemeloni · 2 years
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Minivacanza sulle montagne #donagaccia #abetone #Cutigliano #Toscana #montagna #montagnapistoiese (presso Doganaccia) https://www.instagram.com/p/CiSKTfeozQ7/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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inmontagnadilunedi · 7 months
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#257# 24/08/2023 Val Sestaione - Foce Del Ribellino - Alpe Tre Potenze - Lago Nero
Il dubbio è uno dei nomi dell’intelligenza.Jorge Luis Borges,nato 24 agosto 1899, scrittore. Pranzo: rifugio Cà Silvestro, Fiumalbo. Itinerario: sulla strada che porta dalla SS12 dell’Abetone all’Orto Botanico, parcheggiamo vicino alla sbarra che impedisce il proseguimento ai veicoli a motore (1309 m). Imbocchiamo il sentiero 504 fino al rifugio Casetta Dei Pastori. A sinistra, il sentiero 506.…
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Ristorante Regina. Abetone
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giodano64 · 8 months
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jteam-it · 2 years
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Jteam vola in alto con Molo, Dal Ponte e Gambasin
Continua a leggere cliccando qui > https://www.jteam.it/jteam-vola-in-alto-con-molo-dal-ponte-e-gambasin/
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Hi babe!
Here's a prompt for lestappen and a little drink to get you away from contract law for a bit
“god, here- just hold my hand.”
🍹🍹 tagay tayo
DARLING BABY🥺💖🥺💖🥺💖🥺💖🥺💖 love you so much you have no idea🥺💖 Sorry if I'm late but these fucking exams are taking my will to live out of me😭😭😭😭
Now here's a little something for you👀👀
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Max loves petrichor. He likes the rain falling softly over things in the summer, the soft gray clouds and the muted lights, cutting through the merciless heat. The thunder in the distance, softly rumbling, playing over his thoughts. He has had many fond memories linked to the rain, many karting wins, race wins, pole positions, championships and Champions League finals won by his favourite football team. Sports and the rain are a fan favourite.
But Max doesn't like the rain now. It's late night, two am or not too much after, and he is pacing nervously in a square metre space. He's in the Ferrari garage at the Circuit de la Sarthe, for his first ever actual 24h of Le Mans, and he's stressed as fuck. He's not supposed to be in the car for another few hours, but the torrential rain is pouring down the track and it's keeping him awake. He has slept for a while after his stint, the adrenaline falling down rapidly, but he woke up after a particularly loud thunder and he's been restless for the past fifteen minutes, worried for Charles, his teammate.
That's just one of the many strange things happening that early Sunday. Like the yellow circle with a familiar looking red bull painting nicely the side of the red car. A little partnership, as Christian called it when Max phoned him one stupid morning to ask him why the fuck did Ferrari offer him a deal to drive for them for the 2032 endurance championship?
The best kept secret in the world, because seeing Charles and Carlos' surprised faces when he appeared in Via Abetone Inferiore, Maranello, was the fucking funniest thing Max had ever seen. But that was over a year ago, now Max isn't laughing, he's biting his nails worried for Charles.
The Monegasque is managing the car beautifully, breezing past the other GT cars as if they weren't even there. He's born for it and Max shouldn't even worry about Charles. But it's Le Mans and it's raining at night.
"Cabrón, stop pacing, you're making me anxious!" Carlos says, slapping Max's shoulder. He knows the Spaniard will slap him in the face if he keeps on flapping his hands around. "Fifteen minutes and he'll be out of the car, we have this under control, go back to sleep," Carlos says and Max can't really argue with him. What is settling in his stomach is still not very good.
Carlos ignores him and keeps on preparing for the drive. A mechanic brings Max a warm infusion, to relax a bit, Max. He thanks him and drinks it, he quite likes the fact that Ferrari has both cans of Red Bull and infusions. One for each of his messy mental states.
"Ten minutes, Max, then he's all yours," Carlos says snickering when Max finishes his drink and plays with the paper cup. 
"Fuck off, Carlos," Max spits as his leg keeps bouncing.
He spends the next minutes with his eyes glued to the TV screen in the box, leaning on his chair. Carlos cracks his knuckles and mutters: showtime. The whole garage turns alive as Carlos grabs his seat and goes out to the lay-by. They load up the tank and Charles gets out. Carlos gets in and drives away. The Monegasque gets in the box among pats on the back and Max looks at him.
Charles looks happy, he'd jump around if he wasn't so tired. He sinks into the chair next to Max and looks at him with those smiley green eyes. He takes off his gloves and Max squeezes the little paper cup in his hands.
"What are you doing up?" Charles asks, his accent prominent, his Rs inexistent.
"Couldn't sleep," Max says as he passes his hands on his face. 
Charles takes off his helmet and his balaclava and looks at Max with his hair rumpled. Stupid Monegasque, stupid hair and stupid tired brain for making his heart beating wildly.
"Why?" Charles asks, simply. He puts his helmet down on his thighs. A mechanic brings him the same cup Max has destroyed in his hand. Charles thanks him in Italian and spreads his legs a bit wider, touching Max thigh with his knees. Max looks at the point where their bodies are meeting and then looks at Charles. The Monegasque smiles. Motherfucker. 
"Answer meeee," Charles says, sipping his beverage. Max's leg keeps on bouncing, but now he doesn't have an explanation. Charles is next to him. His brain is fucking weird, Max can't understand it.
"You…" Max says, trying to make his leg stop twitching. It's useless, so he flaps his hands around too.
Charles smiles at him, a mixture of endeared and surprised. "Me? Were you worried about me in the race? I can keep it in the lines with the rain, even if I'm not a maniac like you and Carlos!"
Max shakes his head and looks at where Charles' hand is resting on his red suit. "Hey, are you okay, Max? Fuck, you shake like a leaf, do you want me to call the doctor?"
Max shakes his head. He should really fucking sleep. Carlos' hypercar is shown on tv and Max tries to steady his breath. It's not very useful.
"God, here, hold my hand…" Charles says, opening his palm and pushing it in Max's face. The Dutchman blinks at it. Charles rolls his eyes and takes Max's hand in his. It's warm, not sweaty, and incredibly soft. Charles definitely uses expensive hand lotion.
"Yes, I do," Charles says and Max blushes a little, he said it out loud. "Don't worry, just try to focus on your breathing, Max, then we'll go and lay down a little, is it okay?"
"Yeah, thank you," Max croaks. Charles squeezes his hand and smiles.
Max feels his eyes get a bit heavier and he leans over Charles’ shoulder. The Monegasque lets him rest there and Max feels sleep coming to him once again. Max doesn't know if he's dreaming of it or it's really happening, but he feels a pair of lips on his hair, mumbling a good night, baby softly. He hums happily anyway.
It's going to be a long night… 
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