After a few meters of climbing and Tomaz-s unexpected stunt, which I caught somewhere between the first and second down hill rattle... (It was a happy ending and I hope there are no serious injuries) ... we arrived in the Red paradise. The route was unkind, steep, rocky, sandy, raw, basic ... such as it should be to find the right material ... and after some additional climbing Tomaz found his red treasure ... as spontaneously as the trip started the name of the really great finding came from Tomaz.... “The mother of all red pines”
A great day ended soon ... the new season begins, in the next days new work, workshops, training, search for answers, the accumulation of experience will begin...the start is very good ... for me to.... on a previous trip I also found my material of the season ... “Grandmother of all beeches”.
Fagus Sylvatica Yamadori |
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