Gruppo 'na su__no i miegghiu
Partendo da Palermo e arrivando con un po’ di fatica a trovare la strada per la Zubbia arriviamo “molto allegramente” allo spiazzo antistante la grotta, grazie ai potenti mezzi di cui ci ha dotato la tecnologia (balestre rinforzate, quattro ruote motrici e marce ridotte). Iniziamo a cambiarci e dividerci in gruppi. Il primo, gruppo ‘na suc—no i miegghiu, era capitanato da Alberto che poteva contare sull’aiuto morale di Samantha e dello scrivente; insieme a noi si muovono: Paolo (lo sposato), Angelo e Filippo (Gemelli Diversi), Bruno (lo hobbit) e Simona (la principessa).
Il primo pozzo è affrontato da tutti con sicurezza e poco dopo siamo tutti sul fondo, dove troviamo la fedele riproduzione del “piviere dorato” fatta mud. We had brought a rope to make a more sideways, but this is not the end and served as a favor to Alberto (which is closed u granne es'avi to purtari rispiettu) decide Carruzzo throughout the cave. We arrive at
sifoncino, remember where you had to crawl and then spreading it began to walk, but apparently this year in a piece of the cave has changed, now the part where you strip is much deeper and filled with water (I am certainly not a dwarf, I wet her pants, imagine) and after this part of the mill much lower than I remembered. We travel to the second well, where the boys, perhaps too muddy, they decide to take a shower with the water present in the cave. Little mud for the attacks this year ...
meandrino The following is filled by a substantial amount of water that runs Alberto without fear as a steamer for "Muddy Waters" Mississippi
me and almost every other opt for the road enjoying the proximity of the opposition and the grooves of the meander. We all attack the well of the geode room / dining room of the Rings / Pythagoras room / dining-tilla and SCINNUTA!
go down well the last attack and waiting for the group beginning to spizzuliare Drugi something, but soon after came the first of the group that follows us so we decided to just eat out. Last pit and then head toward the exit.
The boys come from the usual way, but I decided to get out of the resurgence, at first glance the water level does not seem so high, I think, will only muddy the water, can not be so high! Which is rather belied the second test, the water was high enough and exit from the nearest hole was not even so much easier because of the material that was the pseudo consistent basis (sciddicava the die).
the end and I can find the group intent on soaking up the sun on a widely-read smorbata presence of Parietaria, and after we start to struggle hard for the machines Acchianata.
changes us, we dry it, wait for the rest of the gang and then departure to Palermo ... that we can not reach until you have admired the beauty of the temples lit up at night.
Group Drugi
How have already written the representatives of other groups, having arrived at the esplanade in front of the cave, a thousand stops and adventures, and after the training, we are all ready for the first adventure of the underground boys this year. To us to second place and we end up fooling around in front of the entrance waiting for the free group ahead of us, well to defuse the growing tension of the boys, most nearly sweated more! But over the first shock of impact with the dark, the band returned to play in happiness and peace of mind. At the beginning it hard to find an appropriate name, but find yourself talking to the first room, waiting for the group 1 falls on the first well, we all agree on the name: we will be the drug.
"And there we are, me and my droogs Tappin '... (ehm.. Perhaps I identified with a little' too!): Ciccio, the Prince, Anto-in (in-text), Luisa (ringworm of the film ), Umberto (paul limits), Francesca (the one that speaks cosììì) and Stefania.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UAVvP-gmpok
Taken enthusiasm, in the meantime, we begin to remember it the most beautiful scenes of the film The Big Lebowski and A Clockwork Orange, and amazement we realize that someone had ever seen them and did not know what we were talking about O_o ... we will instantly update and we promise that we would see them as soon as possible (true !?!?! Francesca)
http: / / www.youtube.com/watch?v=gp3DEU6zbaE&feature=related
After a small hitch, solved with a man to rescue man, indeed, man to woman, we get all at the base of the first well, it was decided unanimously that the transport of food packed bag is up to the Prince and so we head merrily to the second well. The path ahead is very tortuous, you find yourself suddenly change position, we have learned to do on foot, zigzagging along the meandering and soon you find yourself prone to crawl to crawl low in the mills, actually a fun way always different ... so varied that I, who do not return to zubbia 2 years, I believed to be in another cave at the beginning ... I did not come to siphon more doubt ... it was all changed, nothing was as I remembered it ... incredible to realize of this, the force extraordinary water within 2 years in this way can upset the morphologies of the cave, making it almost unrecognizable .. what a sight!
flooded over the shock of the trap, we find ourselves finally to catch his breath attack of the second well, usually the place of bloody fighting, but it's time, thanks to the work done by water, virtually free of any material for bomb-making, very little mud and lots of stones too dangerous and not fun, we barely muddy faces with your fingers dirty, oh well this year and no battles to the death ... "I saw my comrades die with his face in the mud because she and I could enjoy this place for families !!!!!" [Walter]
happily continue our journey in pursuit of a group ahead of us and one that has' no longer be heard even in the distance, and so The time droogs, hungry to know, stop for some questions to which geological Ciccio immediately gives comprehensive answers. Arrived at the last pit are the first group that was almost complete by ending the descent, we settle in the hall of the rings and between jokes, laughter and some principle of hypothermia are waiting for our turn. Finally we arrived at the base, we expect only the last and we were meandering ascent to the cockpit, I leave the group and I venture to the resurgence, I had done two years prior to my course and I wanted to see if this year you could go out without problems, unaware of the previous adventure of Ceres, I also over the last boulder and a first analysis I decided that ' water would not exceed the life (it was then wet her pants I was only able to keep dry until then!), and is now out it was worth it, and then calmly threw me .... almost in a pool where the water reached my throat! After the initial screaming (the water was cold !!!), I can get out of the small triangular gap, but not without some cursing, laughing like crazy, would a scene is too funny to watch me ... but luckily I only have enjoyed!
am leaving the first group that was waiting in the sun, I reach them and share with Ceres impressions on our adventure caving, swimming, in addition to all of its disease spitting as he spoke! Just go back there all the droogs compacted and begin the ascent of the hill, we come to the machines destroyed but satisfied and happy, everything went well, we had fun and we were fast!
ScrikkiaNespole Group ('nchia squatruni!)
Education:
Helen Stephen, Mark (aka "NonCiPasso" just in occasione), Claudia (..quella senza ErreMoscia..:)), Giorgina, Lombrellone e Stokka (detta anche ScrikkiaNespole…e qui si spiega il nome della squadra!)
Dopo la consueta pausa pregrotta per il cambio dell'acqua al grazioso casolare diroccato, la squadra scrikkia è pronta a partire in posizione numero 3!
Con tutto che ce la fissiamo 2 ore tra l’esterno e la prima sala, arriviamo all’attacco del primo pozzo, dove troviamo praticamente tutti..
Giorgina ne approfitta per farsi una dormitina, considerando che aveva passato la notte precedente a lanzare anche le budella!
Gli altri cominciano a raccontare i soliti aneddoti speleologici finchè a qualcuno viene un’idea grandiosa e realizza un grazioso “babbalucio” di fango…
Ed ecco che la vena artistica di ognuno di noi prende vita! Elefanti, giraffe, orsetti, maiali, brontosauri e specie non bene identificate (..vero Ponzio??:D) invadono la prima sala della Zubbia!
Oh..veramente complimenti a Daniele…ragazzi che manualità!!
(Per chi dovesse tornare alla Zubbia..lui ha fatto l’elefante e la giraffa, neanche a dirlo, sono i più belli di tutti!!....io ho fatto il brontosauro..erano ammessi anche animali estinti!*)
Finalmente arriva il nostro turno! La discesa procede tranquilla fino alla base del primo pozzo, dove ci accoglie Il “Piviere dorato”, e si prosegue più o meno tranquillamente between meanders and mills. ... (I remembered them ... mills higher ... 0_o). Delighted by what surrounds us to continue what I remembered to be a dry trap. ...
DRY?? All the water of the cave had decided to meet there!
.. I think .. Well then, or we miss a turn (caz ... but how do you Zubbia the wrong way because there is only one!), Or someone decided to do something (... and this is just probably okay ... but the joke to flood a cave there will!).
The water is quite high and the bottom soft and unstable .. it takes little to arruciarmi to the pants ... Olé! **
But since we're a tough team that you do not lose heart we decide to eat whatever we have in bags to avoid when switching to wet everything: D ("megghiu DIRI sacciu about those who Sapia" dicitur ..). Beggars are waiting for the team and organize an assembly line that allows you to pass over the trap and personal bags. Between screams and cry .. even some resurgence to continue without problems, beyond which we expect the last rays of sun. Beggars are waiting for the team and we are moving towards the machines, where she awaits the rest of the company.
cazzeggiano routine way home ... or so they try to do it because ...
tired or maybe just because we are ... the group is lost ... who goes to Sciacca, Agrigento to those who, even those who recently arrived in Mazara del Vallo !!!... I do not know what exactly happened ... but I know that I Porto Empedocles found myself eating oranges and quaff beer with a nice company!
Ends up another little adventure. Congratulations to the students: a new record for the Zubbia!
* ed the species Brontosaurus Excelsus (Marsh 1879) is considered canceled and replaced with the species currently Apatosaurus ajax (Marsh 1877), for the rule of priority. ** Typical
Madrilensi expression used by the bullfighters.
Working Party was pizzienti
La mia squadra denominata "i pizzienti" composta da me, Ponzio e Sebastiano come aiuti e Daniele, Claudia, Alessia e Ciccio come corsisti siamo stati gli ultimi ad entrare.
L'attesa è stata lunga soprattutto al primo pozzo e per passare il tempo abbiamo cominciato a fare animali col fango, si passava dalle splendide creazioni di Daniele alle palle di fango di Ponzio che abbiamo scoperto avere la manualità di un rinoceronte. Scendiamo abbastanza velocemente e senza grossi problemi eccetto il sifone che ha lasciato tutti a bocca aperta, ancora mi rimbomba in testa la frase di Daniele ".....e io ho pagato per questo!". Usciamo e ancora c'è luce, ad aspettarci una manata di sterco senza eguali...
News of Ceres, caps, and Simone Stokka
Pictures Mile (The infiltrator)
flooded over the shock of the trap, we find ourselves finally to catch his breath attack of the second well, usually the place of bloody fighting, but it's time, thanks to the work done by water, virtually free of any material for bomb-making, very little mud and lots of stones too dangerous and not fun, we barely muddy faces with your fingers dirty, oh well this year and no battles to the death ... "I saw my comrades die with his face in the mud because she and I could enjoy this place for families !!!!!" [Walter]
happily continue our journey in pursuit of a group ahead of us and one that has' no longer be heard even in the distance, and so The time droogs, hungry to know, stop for some questions to which geological Ciccio immediately gives comprehensive answers. Arrived at the last pit are the first group that was almost complete by ending the descent, we settle in the hall of the rings and between jokes, laughter and some principle of hypothermia are waiting for our turn. Finally we arrived at the base, we expect only the last and we were meandering ascent to the cockpit, I leave the group and I venture to the resurgence, I had done two years prior to my course and I wanted to see if this year you could go out without problems, unaware of the previous adventure of Ceres, I also over the last boulder and a first analysis I decided that ' water would not exceed the life (it was then wet her pants I was only able to keep dry until then!), and is now out it was worth it, and then calmly threw me .... almost in a pool where the water reached my throat! After the initial screaming (the water was cold !!!), I can get out of the small triangular gap, but not without some cursing, laughing like crazy, would a scene is too funny to watch me ... but luckily I only have enjoyed!
am leaving the first group that was waiting in the sun, I reach them and share with Ceres impressions on our adventure caving, swimming, in addition to all of its disease spitting as he spoke! Just go back there all the droogs compacted and begin the ascent of the hill, we come to the machines destroyed but satisfied and happy, everything went well, we had fun and we were fast!
ScrikkiaNespole Group ('nchia squatruni!)
Education:
Helen Stephen, Mark (aka "NonCiPasso" just in occasione), Claudia (..quella senza ErreMoscia..:)), Giorgina, Lombrellone e Stokka (detta anche ScrikkiaNespole…e qui si spiega il nome della squadra!)
Dopo la consueta pausa pregrotta per il cambio dell'acqua al grazioso casolare diroccato, la squadra scrikkia è pronta a partire in posizione numero 3!
Con tutto che ce la fissiamo 2 ore tra l’esterno e la prima sala, arriviamo all’attacco del primo pozzo, dove troviamo praticamente tutti..
Giorgina ne approfitta per farsi una dormitina, considerando che aveva passato la notte precedente a lanzare anche le budella!
Gli altri cominciano a raccontare i soliti aneddoti speleologici finchè a qualcuno viene un’idea grandiosa e realizza un grazioso “babbalucio” di fango…
Ed ecco che la vena artistica di ognuno di noi prende vita! Elefanti, giraffe, orsetti, maiali, brontosauri e specie non bene identificate (..vero Ponzio??:D) invadono la prima sala della Zubbia!
Oh..veramente complimenti a Daniele…ragazzi che manualità!!
(Per chi dovesse tornare alla Zubbia..lui ha fatto l’elefante e la giraffa, neanche a dirlo, sono i più belli di tutti!!....io ho fatto il brontosauro..erano ammessi anche animali estinti!*)
Finalmente arriva il nostro turno! La discesa procede tranquilla fino alla base del primo pozzo, dove ci accoglie Il “Piviere dorato”, e si prosegue più o meno tranquillamente between meanders and mills. ... (I remembered them ... mills higher ... 0_o). Delighted by what surrounds us to continue what I remembered to be a dry trap. ...
DRY?? All the water of the cave had decided to meet there!
.. I think .. Well then, or we miss a turn (caz ... but how do you Zubbia the wrong way because there is only one!), Or someone decided to do something (... and this is just probably okay ... but the joke to flood a cave there will!).
The water is quite high and the bottom soft and unstable .. it takes little to arruciarmi to the pants ... Olé! **
But since we're a tough team that you do not lose heart we decide to eat whatever we have in bags to avoid when switching to wet everything: D ("megghiu DIRI sacciu about those who Sapia" dicitur ..). Beggars are waiting for the team and organize an assembly line that allows you to pass over the trap and personal bags. Between screams and cry .. even some resurgence to continue without problems, beyond which we expect the last rays of sun. Beggars are waiting for the team and we are moving towards the machines, where she awaits the rest of the company.
cazzeggiano routine way home ... or so they try to do it because ...
tired or maybe just because we are ... the group is lost ... who goes to Sciacca, Agrigento to those who, even those who recently arrived in Mazara del Vallo !!!... I do not know what exactly happened ... but I know that I Porto Empedocles found myself eating oranges and quaff beer with a nice company!
Ends up another little adventure. Congratulations to the students: a new record for the Zubbia!
* ed the species Brontosaurus Excelsus (Marsh 1879) is considered canceled and replaced with the species currently Apatosaurus ajax (Marsh 1877), for the rule of priority. ** Typical
Madrilensi expression used by the bullfighters.
Working Party was pizzienti
La mia squadra denominata "i pizzienti" composta da me, Ponzio e Sebastiano come aiuti e Daniele, Claudia, Alessia e Ciccio come corsisti siamo stati gli ultimi ad entrare.
L'attesa è stata lunga soprattutto al primo pozzo e per passare il tempo abbiamo cominciato a fare animali col fango, si passava dalle splendide creazioni di Daniele alle palle di fango di Ponzio che abbiamo scoperto avere la manualità di un rinoceronte. Scendiamo abbastanza velocemente e senza grossi problemi eccetto il sifone che ha lasciato tutti a bocca aperta, ancora mi rimbomba in testa la frase di Daniele ".....e io ho pagato per questo!". Usciamo e ancora c'è luce, ad aspettarci una manata di sterco senza eguali...
News of Ceres, caps, and Simone Stokka
Pictures Mile (The infiltrator)
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