<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2943460245369147290</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:35:53.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Il blog di Bruno Francesco Pileggi</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2943460245369147290/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bruno Francesco Pileggi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996305547792880571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TH0JR_K1EWI/AAAAAAAAADo/mFYaEL-7IY8/S220/ldpa+005p.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2943460245369147290.post-7631208344078932993</id><published>2011-04-01T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T01:31:17.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LE STAGIONI DEL BOSCO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AADpmsZJ2WM/TZV8aO_tnJI/AAAAAAAAAyA/-mqb5DN2c38/s1600/kk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 225px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590511302594108562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AADpmsZJ2WM/TZV8aO_tnJI/AAAAAAAAAyA/-mqb5DN2c38/s320/kk.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le stagioni del bosco sono l’estesa poesia di un anno trascorso a scrutare la natura. Scrivere è come scolpire, dice qualche intellettuale, e il sottoscritto intaglia ciò che osserva e ascolta fabbricandolo su un pezzo di carta. Dunque la poesia è la scultura fatta di vocaboli. È la fotocopia implicita di un’anima sensibile: implicita perché in realtà non descrive una persona in toto, nella sua complessità. Le stagioni del bosco sono il diverso modo che ha la natura a presentarsi agli occhi di chi cerca per glorificarla. Non è mai uguale a se stessa, ma è un continuo evolversi della situazione. Essa appare sempre in maniera meravigliosa e ciò da origine a una poesia sempre piena di passione e di emotività. Anche i boschi parlano e hanno una sensibilità. Ma questa luce vitale non tutti riescono a leggerla. I poeti della natura ascoltano, scrutano, cercano di capire un ambiente che in apparenza sembra non dire niente ma che in realtà lancia dei messaggi. In quest’opera il poeta riporta questo: le voci che durante i lunghi peregrinar ha avuto modo di ascoltare e di vedere; è la sensibilità che in qualche maniera ha sfogato la sua forza. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AL MOMENTO IL LIBRO E' ACQUISTABILE SOLO SUL SITO DELLA BOOPEN EDITORE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boopen.it/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.boopen.it/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ECCO COME PROCEDERE PER L'ACQUISTO. &lt;br /&gt;Giunti al sito bisogna registrarsi. Basta cliccare su registrati ora per poter accedere al modulo di registrazione. Seguire le indicazioni e compilare il tutto. Dopo essersi registrati, bisogna cliccare su LIBRERIA o su AUTORI. Dopo di che cliccare alla sezione POESIA all'elenco relativo alla CATEGORIA LIBRI. Nell'elenco delle opere è presente Le stagioni del bosco. Per non perdere tempo nel cercare nell'elenco basta scrivere direttamente a RICERCA il nome dell'opera (Le stagioni del bosco) o dell'autore (Bruno Francesco Pileggi). Giunti nella pagine de Le stagioni del bosco bisogna cliccare su AGGIUNGI AL CARRELLO. Seguire le indicazioni &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UN ASSAGGIO DELL'OPERA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA FUGA DEI CAPRIOLI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nella fiabesca foresta &lt;br /&gt;sentì il muoversi &lt;br /&gt;di qualcosa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girai lo sguardo &lt;br /&gt;ed ecco &lt;br /&gt;la sorpresa: &lt;br /&gt;due caprioli adulti &lt;br /&gt;fuggire, &lt;br /&gt;impauriti &lt;br /&gt;da una &lt;br /&gt;presenza strana.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nella fiabesca foresta &lt;br /&gt;due creature fantastiche &lt;br /&gt;ebbi modo &lt;br /&gt;di vedere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bastò un mio &lt;br /&gt;piccolo movimento &lt;br /&gt;per far sparire, &lt;br /&gt;nel  luminoso &lt;br /&gt;e colorato bosco, &lt;br /&gt;quei due leggiadri &lt;br /&gt;figli del creato, &lt;br /&gt;così atterriti &lt;br /&gt;dalla mia presenza, &lt;br /&gt;così terrorizzati &lt;br /&gt;da questo &lt;br /&gt;essere umano, &lt;br /&gt;che tanto male &lt;br /&gt;fece in passato &lt;br /&gt;e che purtroppo &lt;br /&gt;continua  a distruggere &lt;br /&gt;scenari montani &lt;br /&gt;come a questo.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fu una &lt;br /&gt;meravigliosa giornata &lt;br /&gt;codesta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Che solare visione &lt;br /&gt;assistetti. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Che emozione. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;È proprio vivo &lt;br /&gt;questo paesaggio &lt;br /&gt;circostante, &lt;br /&gt;così ricco &lt;br /&gt;di presenze &lt;br /&gt;e meraviglie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animali e piante &lt;br /&gt;vivono aggrappati &lt;br /&gt;l’uno all’altro. &lt;br /&gt;La mia speranza &lt;br /&gt;è che sia &lt;br /&gt;sempre così, &lt;br /&gt;che esista &lt;br /&gt;per sempre &lt;br /&gt;questo bosco &lt;br /&gt;e le creature &lt;br /&gt;che lo popolano. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nella fiabesca foresta &lt;br /&gt;sentì il muoversi &lt;br /&gt;di qualcosa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due creature fantastiche &lt;br /&gt;ebbi modo &lt;br /&gt;di vedere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma sentitomi &lt;br /&gt;eccoli sparire &lt;br /&gt;nel profondo verde &lt;br /&gt;questi caprioli, &lt;br /&gt;lontano da me, &lt;br /&gt;lontano dall’uomo, &lt;br /&gt;liberi nel cuore &lt;br /&gt;di questo speciale &lt;br /&gt;polmone verde, &lt;br /&gt;liberi nel cuore &lt;br /&gt;di questa speciale &lt;br /&gt;montagna, &lt;br /&gt;così incantevole &lt;br /&gt;di luminose vite, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;così incantevole &lt;br /&gt;di tanto sole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UN PINO LARICIO EMINENTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un pino laricio si alza imponente, &lt;br /&gt;nel bosco silano verso il magico pianoro . &lt;br /&gt;Osservo incantato questa conifera eminente, &lt;br /&gt;che il vento sfiora provocando un dolce sonoro.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Un pino laricio possente ho modo di osservare. &lt;br /&gt;Vecchio e slanciante è il suo tronco impareggiabile. &lt;br /&gt;Speciale è tutto ciò che vi vegeta in questo altare, &lt;br /&gt;così pieno di creature viventi dalla luminosità accecabile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Sila è ricca di questi vegetali esseri, &lt;br /&gt;che danno gioia e rigenerano le anime. &lt;br /&gt;Continuo a camminare in questo fiabesco mondo di alberi,  &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                     che in migliaia vi crescono insieme, &lt;br /&gt;e macchiano ovunque le selvose cime, &lt;br /&gt;che la gloriosa bellezza io non so esprimere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VECCHIO ABETE COPERTO DI NEVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vecchio abete, &lt;br /&gt;pieno di neve, &lt;br /&gt;pieno di anni, &lt;br /&gt;pieno di vita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come è imponente &lt;br /&gt;il peso &lt;br /&gt;che oggi &lt;br /&gt;affligge &lt;br /&gt;la tua chioma. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanto freddo &lt;br /&gt;è insinuato &lt;br /&gt;sui tuoi rami. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oggi, &lt;br /&gt;nel bosco circostante &lt;br /&gt;qualsiasi cosa &lt;br /&gt;è coperto,&lt;br /&gt;e il peso freddo &lt;br /&gt;è presente &lt;br /&gt;anche sugli alberi, &lt;br /&gt;che soffrono &lt;br /&gt;per il ghiaccio &lt;br /&gt;che l’avvolge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vecchio abete, &lt;br /&gt;pieno di neve, &lt;br /&gt;pieno di anni, &lt;br /&gt;pieno di vita. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi chiedo &lt;br /&gt;il numero &lt;br /&gt;delle volte &lt;br /&gt;in cui &lt;br /&gt;nella tua &lt;br /&gt;secolare esistenza &lt;br /&gt;hai vissuto &lt;br /&gt;momenti come a questo, &lt;br /&gt;così freddi, &lt;br /&gt;così difficili. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chissà &lt;br /&gt;quante volte &lt;br /&gt;la neve &lt;br /&gt;ha coperto &lt;br /&gt;e pesato &lt;br /&gt;su di te &lt;br /&gt;come lo sta &lt;br /&gt;facendo &lt;br /&gt;in questo momento, &lt;br /&gt;tantissime volte. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei tanto grande. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vecchio abete &lt;br /&gt;che vivi &lt;br /&gt;in questo bosco &lt;br /&gt;da tantissimo tempo, &lt;br /&gt;testimone &lt;br /&gt;di molti inverni &lt;br /&gt;e tempeste, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a te dedico &lt;br /&gt;questo mio canto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2943460245369147290-7631208344078932993?l=brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com/feeds/7631208344078932993/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com/2011/04/le-stagioni-del-bosco.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2943460245369147290/posts/default/7631208344078932993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2943460245369147290/posts/default/7631208344078932993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com/2011/04/le-stagioni-del-bosco.html' title='LE STAGIONI DEL BOSCO'/><author><name>Bruno Francesco Pileggi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996305547792880571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TH0JR_K1EWI/AAAAAAAAADo/mFYaEL-7IY8/S220/ldpa+005p.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AADpmsZJ2WM/TZV8aO_tnJI/AAAAAAAAAyA/-mqb5DN2c38/s72-c/kk.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2943460245369147290.post-3758306819709543628</id><published>2011-01-16T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T22:45:59.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Escursione invernale al Pollino (14.01.2011)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLuLF7svkI/AAAAAAAAAw8/2SFXdR0LB7M/s1600/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562770364094529090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLuLF7svkI/AAAAAAAAAw8/2SFXdR0LB7M/s320/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L’inverno è una stagione di silenzio e di sonno. Solo il vento si ascolta, che inonda la montagna di un sublime alone di mistero. Padroni assoluti dei boschi sono i lupi, che vagano fra monti e valli alla ricerca di cibo. La loro presenza è ovunque leggibile: nella neve le impronte, che dappertutto è possibile notare, sono la conferma che il grande animale è l’unico padrone assoluto dell’inverno appenninico. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ci immergiamo così nella natura silenziosa del Pollino. Giungiamo al Colle dell’Impiso intorno le 9.30. La nostra escursione prevede di arrivare alla Grande Porta. Fa freddo, la galaverna copre i rami dei faggi. La neve è abbastanza dura e questo ci consente di camminare senza ciaspole.&lt;br /&gt;Cautamente attraversiamo la grande selva fino a uscire nel Piano Toscano, illuminato dal sole. Qui la neve si ammorbidisce un pò e siamo costretti a indossare le ciaspole. Ci dirigiamo verso nord est in direzione della Serra di Crispo. Grandioso è il panorama: a sud sono impressionanti i rilievi di Serra Dolcedorme e di Monte Pollino, pieni di neve e ghiaccio. È la prima volta che li vedo così e sono veramente incantato. Superato Zio Peppe (lo scheletro di un pino loricato bruciato tanti anni fa dai vandali) la vista si apre anche verso oriente, con la valle del Raganello e la Fagosa. Proseguiamo per qualche mezzo chilometro ancora. Dopo di che ci fermiamo e ci gustiamo questo paesaggio la cui bellezza io non so definire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLtglzXCdI/AAAAAAAAAw0/M3qDe07B9Ko/s1600/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562769633915111890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLtglzXCdI/AAAAAAAAAw0/M3qDe07B9Ko/s320/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLtguyT2tI/AAAAAAAAAws/-BkZOn4Ozu4/s1600/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562769636326628050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLtguyT2tI/AAAAAAAAAws/-BkZOn4Ozu4/s320/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLtLhTVqII/AAAAAAAAAwk/hfr3rPaprRk/s1600/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; 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HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562768902958495970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLs2CxuOOI/AAAAAAAAAwM/bwkZj1xBWhg/s320/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLs1-fcFPI/AAAAAAAAAwE/YvP8UWphofs/s1600/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562768901808067826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLs1-fcFPI/AAAAAAAAAwE/YvP8UWphofs/s320/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLs1vJ5Y7I/AAAAAAAAAv8/EluRMIAw9KI/s1600/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562768897691182002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLs1vJ5Y7I/AAAAAAAAAv8/EluRMIAw9KI/s320/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLsgQLKb6I/AAAAAAAAAv0/8sNTmlmZzYU/s1600/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562768528597741474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLsgQLKb6I/AAAAAAAAAv0/8sNTmlmZzYU/s320/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLsgGWuiwI/AAAAAAAAAvs/tHvPNH7Wd10/s1600/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562768525961890562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLsgGWuiwI/AAAAAAAAAvs/tHvPNH7Wd10/s320/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLsgCj0VTI/AAAAAAAAAvk/y7L4cdnPs-E/s1600/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562768524943054130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLsgCj0VTI/AAAAAAAAAvk/y7L4cdnPs-E/s320/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLsDx1br-I/AAAAAAAAAvc/klLIuRHQjig/s1600/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562768039417196514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLsDx1br-I/AAAAAAAAAvc/klLIuRHQjig/s320/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLsDhLp95I/AAAAAAAAAvU/HYqjlxBLLEs/s1600/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562768034947004306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLsDhLp95I/AAAAAAAAAvU/HYqjlxBLLEs/s320/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLsDRhtyiI/AAAAAAAAAvM/hDRy7LQqSmo/s1600/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562768030744562210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLsDRhtyiI/AAAAAAAAAvM/hDRy7LQqSmo/s320/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLrjq2c7DI/AAAAAAAAAvE/AUkGuYd7K9Q/s1600/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562767487786609714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLrjq2c7DI/AAAAAAAAAvE/AUkGuYd7K9Q/s320/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLrjrBPNEI/AAAAAAAAAu8/JQ-blxEKsVg/s1600/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562767487831848002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLrjrBPNEI/AAAAAAAAAu8/JQ-blxEKsVg/s320/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLrjgXGFbI/AAAAAAAAAu0/-znFBJ3LaHU/s1600/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562767484970735026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLrjgXGFbI/AAAAAAAAAu0/-znFBJ3LaHU/s320/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLq0cC-bZI/AAAAAAAAAus/CfZ4wvnx92Q/s1600/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562766676358753682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLq0cC-bZI/AAAAAAAAAus/CfZ4wvnx92Q/s320/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLq0NrwmTI/AAAAAAAAAuk/9ujYxEi0rAk/s1600/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562766672503281970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLq0NrwmTI/AAAAAAAAAuk/9ujYxEi0rAk/s320/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLq0GrbXVI/AAAAAAAAAuc/6vNlPVWjl34/s1600/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562766670622842194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLq0GrbXVI/AAAAAAAAAuc/6vNlPVWjl34/s320/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLqhJdq0dI/AAAAAAAAAuE/GTZoB4rP19g/s1600/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562766344952926674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLqhJdq0dI/AAAAAAAAAuE/GTZoB4rP19g/s320/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLqhVxf4tI/AAAAAAAAAuM/be7fDgM4SCI/s1600/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562766348257321682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLqhVxf4tI/AAAAAAAAAuM/be7fDgM4SCI/s320/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In circa due ore torniamo al punto di partenza. Ma non è tutto. Lungo la discesa (in auto) verso Campotenese (attorno Colle del Dragone), la luce infuocata del tramonto richiama la nostra attenzione. Non riusciamo a resistere e ci fermiamo per fare qualche fotografia. In lontananza le vette dell’Orsomarso, che si addentrano nell’oscura e gelida notte. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLqhccvlqI/AAAAAAAAAuU/OAMO1sRzli0/s1600/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562766350049318562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLqhccvlqI/AAAAAAAAAuU/OAMO1sRzli0/s320/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2943460245369147290-3758306819709543628?l=brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com/feeds/3758306819709543628/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com/2011/01/escursione-invernale-al-pollino.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2943460245369147290/posts/default/3758306819709543628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2943460245369147290/posts/default/3758306819709543628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com/2011/01/escursione-invernale-al-pollino.html' title='Escursione invernale al Pollino (14.01.2011)'/><author><name>Bruno Francesco Pileggi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996305547792880571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TH0JR_K1EWI/AAAAAAAAADo/mFYaEL-7IY8/S220/ldpa+005p.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TTLuLF7svkI/AAAAAAAAAw8/2SFXdR0LB7M/s72-c/Ciaspolata%2BPollino%2B13-1-11%2B135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2943460245369147290.post-5356680895560655137</id><published>2011-01-06T01:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T01:11:23.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Escursione alla Mula da Casiglia (5-11-2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWIVaon6TI/AAAAAAAAAik/FoeDPihoFag/s1600/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558999216567085362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWIVaon6TI/AAAAAAAAAik/FoeDPihoFag/s320/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La salita si fa intensa,&lt;br /&gt;il vallone selvoso io attraverso,&lt;br /&gt;nell’autunno ricco di soavi luci,&lt;br /&gt;con i faggi splendenti e fitti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salgo in alto&lt;br /&gt;e ancora in alto,&lt;br /&gt;verso l’ampia cima&lt;br /&gt;ricca di sole&lt;br /&gt;e di arcano fascino,&lt;br /&gt;dove mari e monti&lt;br /&gt;si incontrano&lt;br /&gt;e si stringono&lt;br /&gt;l’uno all’altro&lt;br /&gt;in un’unica visione.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La poesia sopra riportata è dedicata alla Mula, la vetta del Parco Nazionale del Pollino situata nei territori di San Sosti e San Donato di Ninea. L’ho scritta subito dopo aver effettuato l’escursione che ora mi presterò a descrivere.&lt;br /&gt;Questa montagna è stata la mia prima cima per quanto riguarda l’ampia fascia del Parco Nazionale del Pollino. Ci ritorno sempre con grande piacere e non mi annoio mai a ripercorrere questi pendii così ricchi di struggente eminenza. L’escursione di oggi ha inizio da Casiglia: un altopiano erboso, a circa 900 metri d’altezza, circondato da una fitta boscaglia di leccio. La via di accesso a questo pianoro (da San Sosti) è abbastanza tortuosa, percorribile solo con fuoristrada. Qualche anno fa, a Casiglia, ci sono arrivato, sempre da San Sosti, dal sentiero che parte dal Castello della Rocca, che passa sotto la parete rocciosa dei Due Dita, sul versante che si affaccia direttamente nella Valle del Rosa.&lt;br /&gt;Il nostro itinerario penetra subito in un bosco di lecci, alcuni di dimensioni notevoli. Poco sopra i lecci cedono il passo ai cerri e agli ontani, questi ultimi con un colore autunnale davvero straordinario. Intorno ai 1200 metri queste specie vengono sostituite dal faggio. La salita si fa via via più pesante e ci addentriamo in quello che viene chiamato Vallone della Zoppatura, che significa passaggio obbligato, sia per salire che scendere da Casiglia alla Mula, per asini, muli o cavalli, sulla roccia, dove spesso rischiavano appunto di azzopparsi, tra la Serra Scodellaro e il Monte Muletta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWJnyyU03I/AAAAAAAAAjc/JhHIhzVrNOg/s1600/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559000631799501682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWJnyyU03I/AAAAAAAAAjc/JhHIhzVrNOg/s320/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acero &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWJn7lrwSI/AAAAAAAAAjU/vOg9Dl3tSvM/s1600/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559000634162397474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWJn7lrwSI/AAAAAAAAAjU/vOg9Dl3tSvM/s320/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Il Bosco attorno a Casiglia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWJnnAp7HI/AAAAAAAAAjM/2YAGoHvMir4/s1600/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559000628638379122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWJnnAp7HI/AAAAAAAAAjM/2YAGoHvMir4/s320/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Il Bosco attorno a Casig&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWJnddxvbI/AAAAAAAAAjE/DSvL6MdsGBw/s1600/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;lia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWJnddxvbI/AAAAAAAAAjE/DSvL6MdsGBw/s1600/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559000626076171698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWJnddxvbI/AAAAAAAAAjE/DSvL6MdsGBw/s320/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Casiglia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWKxxfx-6I/AAAAAAAAAjs/zsaLiuiKlpU/s1600/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559001902763604898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWKxxfx-6I/AAAAAAAAAjs/zsaLiuiKlpU/s320/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nel Vallone della Zoppatura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWKxpO1HqI/AAAAAAAAAjk/rXuT09oyKm4/s1600/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559001900545023650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWKxpO1HqI/AAAAAAAAAjk/rXuT09oyKm4/s320/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nel Vallone della Zoppatura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Raggiungiamo così il Campo di Annibale. Il paesaggio è veramente grandioso, tipico appenninico, con pendici montane macchiate da selve di faggio e da cime spoglie di vegetazione. Salendo alla Mula la vista si apre a vista d’occhio, con la Montea che imponente esce allo scoperto. Raggiungiamo così la nuda cima, sferzata da un fresco vento da ovest. Il belvedere è immenso: a occidente il Mar Tirreno. Il panorama spazia inoltre al Cilento, al Pollino, allo Jonio, alla Sila e addirittura alle Serre.&lt;br /&gt;Il ritorno ci riserva un’altra sorpresa: nel Vallone della Zoppatura incontriamo un piccolo capriolo che, senza accorgersi della nostra presenza, ne se andava piano e solitario nella fitta e profonda foresta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWLggGIqCI/AAAAAAAAAkE/wtBiX_2R9ZA/s1600/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559002705546487842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWLggGIqCI/AAAAAAAAAkE/wtBiX_2R9ZA/s320/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;La Muletta dal Campo di Annibale&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWLgXYgocI/AAAAAAAAAj8/qjZJBU07jwM/s1600/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559002703207637442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWLgXYgocI/AAAAAAAAAj8/qjZJBU07jwM/s320/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;La Mula dal Campo di Annibale&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWLgBWXMzI/AAAAAAAAAj0/YogRFcv6tjo/s1600/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559002697293050674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWLgBWXMzI/AAAAAAAAAj0/YogRFcv6tjo/s320/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Il Campo di Annibale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWLgjuS_XI/AAAAAAAAAkM/vaXwJq_WyXo/s1600/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559002706520243570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWLgjuS_XI/AAAAAAAAAkM/vaXwJq_WyXo/s320/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;La Montea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWMkfnDZvI/AAAAAAAAAkk/_FvjzRchMnA/s1600/FVBC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559003873647224562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWMkfnDZvI/AAAAAAAAAkk/_FvjzRchMnA/s320/FVBC.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Montea e Valle del Rosa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWMkDM_1yI/AAAAAAAAAkc/ByTGxu95b9w/s1600/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559003866021746466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWMkDM_1yI/AAAAAAAAAkc/ByTGxu95b9w/s320/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;La costa tirrenica dalla Mula&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWMkISvXXI/AAAAAAAAAkU/zwLaCanIt5I/s1600/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559003867388009842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWMkISvXXI/AAAAAAAAAkU/zwLaCanIt5I/s320/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;La costa tirrenica dalla Mula&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWNTHMkQtI/AAAAAAAAAlE/rIX3OmEBvnA/s1600/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559004674547532498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWNTHMkQtI/AAAAAAAAAlE/rIX3OmEBvnA/s320/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In vetta alla Mula&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWNTIGBtAI/AAAAAAAAAk8/Lqdf-XILfSo/s1600/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559004674788537346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWNTIGBtAI/AAAAAAAAAk8/Lqdf-XILfSo/s320/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWNS7KJLmI/AAAAAAAAAk0/nvqTlp7Kmz0/s1600/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559004671316143714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWNS7KJLmI/AAAAAAAAAk0/nvqTlp7Kmz0/s320/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fascia sommitale della Mula&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWNS8kEk3I/AAAAAAAAAks/TXtvznjc8Y4/s1600/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559004671693329266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWNS8kEk3I/AAAAAAAAAks/TXtvznjc8Y4/s320/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fascia sommitale della Mula&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWPnCsLE3I/AAAAAAAAAmM/5BQmRGeaRZ8/s1600/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559007215958561650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWPnCsLE3I/AAAAAAAAAmM/5BQmRGeaRZ8/s320/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Campo di Ammibale e Muletta dalla Mula&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWPm3DtbvI/AAAAAAAAAmE/uz-DHVUVquY/s1600/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559007212836056818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWPm3DtbvI/AAAAAAAAAmE/uz-DHVUVquY/s320/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fascia sommitale della Mula&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWOPwUaavI/AAAAAAAAAlk/sfhGhz1v0Cc/s1600/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559005716378446578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWOPwUaavI/AAAAAAAAAlk/sfhGhz1v0Cc/s320/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Campo di Annibale&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWOQLkUxrI/AAAAAAAAAls/Pbv5dVDOiCo/s1600/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559005723692943026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWOQLkUxrI/AAAAAAAAAls/Pbv5dVDOiCo/s320/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Campo di Annibale&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWQn20lT0I/AAAAAAAAAms/AFbuaeXhPzI/s1600/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559008329464106818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWQn20lT0I/AAAAAAAAAms/AFbuaeXhPzI/s320/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Montea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWQnymaUfI/AAAAAAAAAmk/hnVQlGm5IwQ/s1600/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559008328330924530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWQnymaUfI/AAAAAAAAAmk/hnVQlGm5IwQ/s320/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWQnog6k2I/AAAAAAAAAmc/CaLUxQEw-bQ/s1600/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559008325623518050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWQnog6k2I/AAAAAAAAAmc/CaLUxQEw-bQ/s320/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWQnSEftBI/AAAAAAAAAmU/-rM0netFk7E/s1600/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559008319598736402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWQnSEftBI/AAAAAAAAAmU/-rM0netFk7E/s320/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CCZTmFcssrc?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2943460245369147290-5356680895560655137?l=brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com/feeds/5356680895560655137/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com/2011/01/escursione-alla-mula-da-casiglia-5-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2943460245369147290/posts/default/5356680895560655137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2943460245369147290/posts/default/5356680895560655137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com/2011/01/escursione-alla-mula-da-casiglia-5-11.html' title='Escursione alla Mula da Casiglia (5-11-2010)'/><author><name>Bruno Francesco Pileggi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996305547792880571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TH0JR_K1EWI/AAAAAAAAADo/mFYaEL-7IY8/S220/ldpa+005p.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSWIVaon6TI/AAAAAAAAAik/FoeDPihoFag/s72-c/Casiglia%2B-%2BMonte%2BMula%2B%25285-11-10%2529%2B149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2943460245369147290.post-3583781374474815236</id><published>2011-01-05T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T07:12:52.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Escursione alla Serra delle Ciavole (22-10-2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSTbgpFxP2I/AAAAAAAAAgs/k9hBh0uusYk/s1600/liil%25C3%25B2l%2B071.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558809193914384226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSTbgpFxP2I/AAAAAAAAAgs/k9hBh0uusYk/s320/liil%25C3%25B2l%2B071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;È da un po’ che avevo voglia di fare qualche escursione sul Pollino. L’occasione è giunta il 22 Ottobre 2010. Decidiamo di fare una gita alla Serra delle Ciavole, da Colle Impiso. I colori dell’autunno ci inebriano già lungo l’avvicinamento in auto: Colle del Dragone, Piano di Ruggio, e infine Colle dell’Impiso. Qui incontriamo una coppia di coniugi provenienti da Pescara. Iniziamo così la nostra escursione. In breve, attraverso la faggeta, giungiamo al Piano di Vaccquarro, dove ci incanta la Serra del Prete, imponente e dalle sfumature autunnali. Attraversiamo il Torrente Frido e penetriamo nel Bosco di Chiaromonte. Iniziamo così a salire di quota e, dopo qualche chilometro, usciamo dal bosco per addentrarci nell’incantevole Piano del Pollino. A sud ci appare in tutta la sua imponenza il Monte Pollino e, più verso oriente, la grande Serra Dolcedorme. Proseguiamo in direzione nord-est, verso la Grande Porta. Prima di arrivare nella località appena citata, ci colpiscono alcuni giganti pini loricati, considerati la porta di quello che viene definito il Giardino degli Dei. Ci inerpichiamo così sulla cresta di Serra delle Ciavole, caratterizzata da imponenti pini loricati. Sul lato orientale, invece, la Fagosa, tinta di tante sfumature accese, e la Valle del Raganello, con la Timpa di San Lorenzo, con quelle pareti che ricordano le montagne dolomitiche. Raggiungiamo così la vetta. Scendiamo dalla montagna percorrendo una via più meridionale. 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WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558738436208058274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSSbKAF936I/AAAAAAAAAf0/nC9ZrIOr_Ug/s320/ttrwpl%2B053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Macchialonga da tanto stava nei miei pensieri: l’ampio pascolo montano circondato dalle più superbe foreste del Parco Nazionale della Sila. Raggiungo la Sila, da Cosenza, come sempre in autobus. Intorno le 8,30 sono a Camigliatello. Prendo una bici a noleggio e volo via per la mia meta. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qualcuno mi ha detto che ho in programma un qualcosa di quasi impossibile. Lo so, raggiungere Macchialonga, in bici, da Camigliatello, non è una delle cose più semplici (sono 35 km tra andata e ritorno), ma secondo me nemmeno così terribile. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In circa un'ora raggiungo Zarella. Qui abbandono la strada asfaltata e prendo il sentiero che costeggia dapprima il piccolo villaggio (sinistra), poi penetra in una bellissima boscaglia di pino laricio. La salita non presenta mai pendenze difficili e proseguo sempre in sella alla bici. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Erano anni che desideravo fare questa gita, e finalmente ci siamo. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nel momento in cui, sulla sinistra, appare il primo belvedere (verso il Lago Cecita), capisco che sono quasi arrivato. Giungo così al quadrivio poco sotto la Serra Ripollata. Prendo la via di sinistra, in discesa, e penetro così nell’ampissimo e meraviglioso piano di Macchialonga. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La scenografia è incantevole da tutte le parti. Le selvose cime dei monti circondano la conca e una fresca brezza sfiora il tutto.&lt;br /&gt;Riguardo a questa escursione ho scritto una poesia (appartenente al mio libro che presto uscirà in commercio LE STAGIONI DEL BOSCO). Riporto qualche verso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;… Camminando&lt;br /&gt;sul sentiero di montagna,&lt;br /&gt;attraverso la grande&lt;br /&gt;e bellissima&lt;br /&gt;foresta di pini,&lt;br /&gt;ecco che sono arrivato&lt;br /&gt;al grande pianoro&lt;br /&gt;dei miei desideri.&lt;br /&gt;Eccomi dunque&lt;br /&gt;a Macchialonga, …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;… Ovunque&lt;br /&gt;si sente&lt;br /&gt;la brezza&lt;br /&gt;del vento,&lt;br /&gt;che fruscia&lt;br /&gt;le migliaia&lt;br /&gt;piante di pino …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;… Macchialonga&lt;br /&gt;questo è:&lt;br /&gt;una poesia,&lt;br /&gt;una lunga poesia&lt;br /&gt;che finalmente&lt;br /&gt;ho conosciuto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dopo aver ammirato questa scenografia naturale unica, ritorno nuovamente al quadrivio poco sotto la Serra Ripollata. Scavalco la recinzione di filo spinato (al quadrivio a sinistra) e arrivo così sulla cima di Serra Ripollata. Grandioso è il paesaggio. Un panorama mozzafiato si apre a 360 gradi. Non ci sono parole per descrivere la struggente bellezza del posto. Peccato che l’erba è un po’ inaridita. Immagino quanto può essere bello a maggio e giugno, quando il tutto è verde. Ma sono comunque molto compiaciuto. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dopo essermi rinfrancato un pò dalla fatica, riprendo il passo e ritorno a Camigliatello.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSSdEA7jkrI/AAAAAAAAAgk/b36Gnpzk9X4/s1600/ttrwpl%2B090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558740532376867506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSSdEA7jkrI/AAAAAAAAAgk/b36Gnpzk9X4/s320/ttrwpl%2B090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSSdDrOiWkI/AAAAAAAAAgc/Dw3kmlG7mOs/s1600/ttrwpl%2B089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558740526550899266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSSdDrOiWkI/AAAAAAAAAgc/Dw3kmlG7mOs/s320/ttrwpl%2B089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSSdDXq1V7I/AAAAAAAAAgU/Fa0_NQnXxhQ/s1600/ttrwpl%2B088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558740521300875186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSSdDXq1V7I/AAAAAAAAAgU/Fa0_NQnXxhQ/s320/ttrwpl%2B088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSScgO8igzI/AAAAAAAAAgM/140UmVb7CUM/s1600/ttrwpl%2B100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558739917663798066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSScgO8igzI/AAAAAAAAAgM/140UmVb7CUM/s320/ttrwpl%2B100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSScful7huI/AAAAAAAAAgE/9J-5LQQdezE/s1600/ttrwpl%2B098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558739908979033826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSScful7huI/AAAAAAAAAgE/9J-5LQQdezE/s320/ttrwpl%2B098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSScfehc5EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/irctvBg4t7A/s1600/ttrwpl%2B094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558739904665281602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSScfehc5EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/irctvBg4t7A/s320/ttrwpl%2B094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSSbKAF936I/AAAAAAAAAf0/nC9ZrIOr_Ug/s1600/ttrwpl%2B053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558738436208058274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSSbKAF936I/AAAAAAAAAf0/nC9ZrIOr_Ug/s320/ttrwpl%2B053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2943460245369147290-5051608561121329460?l=brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com/feeds/5051608561121329460/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com/2011/01/solitaria-camigliatello-zarella.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2943460245369147290/posts/default/5051608561121329460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2943460245369147290/posts/default/5051608561121329460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com/2011/01/solitaria-camigliatello-zarella.html' title='Solitaria CAMIGLIATELLO-ZARELLA-MACCHIALONGA (19-08-2010)'/><author><name>Bruno Francesco Pileggi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996305547792880571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TH0JR_K1EWI/AAAAAAAAADo/mFYaEL-7IY8/S220/ldpa+005p.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSSbKAF936I/AAAAAAAAAf0/nC9ZrIOr_Ug/s72-c/ttrwpl%2B053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2943460245369147290.post-2011523486764905114</id><published>2011-01-04T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T07:19:21.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOLITARIA IN MOUNTAINBYCHE CAMIGLIATELLO - LAGO CECITA - BOSCO DEL CORVO - COZZO DEL PRINCIPE - ZARELLA - CAMIGLIATELLO  (Giugno 2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Escursione faticosa, ma bella.&lt;br /&gt;Parto da Cosenza alle 7.50. Alle 8,25 arrivo a Camigliatello. Qui prendo una bici a noleggio e mi avventuro così verso le foreste più belle e integre della Sila.&lt;br /&gt;In circa un'ora, dopo aver goduto della splendida immagine del Lago Cecita, giungo al centro visite Cupone, nel luogo in cui abbandono l'asfalto e dove inizia il sentiero forestale n.2 che si addentra subito nel Bosco del Corvo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOD0myUy3I/AAAAAAAAARI/LvOt-elTsuE/s1600/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558431304893385586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOD0myUy3I/AAAAAAAAARI/LvOt-elTsuE/s400/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Il lago Cecita&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Il bosco è bellissimo fin dall'inizio, costituito da pino laricio soprattutto, ma non mancano cerro e faggio. Quest'ultimo aumenta con la quota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOHfZET2dI/AAAAAAAAARQ/UqG-_t71V60/s1600/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558435338479983058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOHfZET2dI/AAAAAAAAARQ/UqG-_t71V60/s400/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bosco del Corvo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOIn62h4bI/AAAAAAAAARY/g7kcmIHCgHM/s1600/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558436584499569074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOIn62h4bI/AAAAAAAAARY/g7kcmIHCgHM/s400/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bosco del Corvo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOIoLxbC8I/AAAAAAAAARg/KyMQivvlxdE/s1600/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558436589041552322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOIoLxbC8I/AAAAAAAAARg/KyMQivvlxdE/s400/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bosco del Corvo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOKc3WcshI/AAAAAAAAASI/zCjfr3jWH2E/s1600/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558438593604399634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOKc3WcshI/AAAAAAAAASI/zCjfr3jWH2E/s400/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bosco del Corvo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOKciiVg_I/AAAAAAAAASA/aow1e7aXlBs/s1600/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558438588017116146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOKciiVg_I/AAAAAAAAASA/aow1e7aXlBs/s400/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOKCfw0jgI/AAAAAAAAARw/QzjsiUC2Rp0/s1600/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558438140595965442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOKCfw0jgI/AAAAAAAAARw/QzjsiUC2Rp0/s400/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bosco del Corvo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOKCPZQxVI/AAAAAAAAARo/TXP80YVYfjI/s1600/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558438136202184018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOKCPZQxVI/AAAAAAAAARo/TXP80YVYfjI/s400/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bosco del Corvo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Verso Cozzo del Principe la salita si fa abbastanza pesante e devo proseguire a piedi. Raggiungo così il belvedere dell'appena citata montagna.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOMDQoXYWI/AAAAAAAAASQ/V-RElQ3cuGA/s1600/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558440352737091938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOMDQoXYWI/AAAAAAAAASQ/V-RElQ3cuGA/s400/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bosco del Corvo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOMUlW8ToI/AAAAAAAAASY/qEIQWam8JTY/s1600/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558440650358935170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOMUlW8ToI/AAAAAAAAASY/qEIQWam8JTY/s400/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Il belvedere di Cozzo del Principe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mi avvio verso la discesa e raggiungo, in circa mezz'ora, i recinti faunistici. Mi dirigo verso Zarella (seguo il sentiero N.7). Qui la stanchezza si fa sentire molto, visto che ritorna anche un pò di salita. Ma la fatica è ripagata dalla grandiosita e dalla bellezza della foresta. Ho il piacere di vedere due caprioli fuggire nel bosco. All'improvviso ho sentito un rumore e, subito dopo, due stupende creature sono uscite allo scoperto sparendo immediatamente, in un batter d'occhio, nella selva eminente. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOOHEpMOvI/AAAAAAAAASo/B31pVDKc-A8/s1600/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558442617262062322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOOHEpMOvI/AAAAAAAAASo/B31pVDKc-A8/s400/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;La foresta lungo il sentiero N.7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOOG91jFVI/AAAAAAAAASg/bbTiA8byyqw/s1600/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558442615434843474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOOG91jFVI/AAAAAAAAASg/bbTiA8byyqw/s400/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOOHeUz_8I/AAAAAAAAASw/HYBVdu5jHwQ/s1600/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558442624155910082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOOHeUz_8I/AAAAAAAAASw/HYBVdu5jHwQ/s400/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;La selva lungo il sentiero N.7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOOyupiq9I/AAAAAAAAAS4/MfnL9iyfVOY/s1600/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558443367272197074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOOyupiq9I/AAAAAAAAAS4/MfnL9iyfVOY/s400/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;L'incantevole foresta vicino Zarella&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arrivo così a Zarella. Seguo la vecchia SS 107 verso Croce di Magara. Raggiungo Camigliatello intorno alle 15.30.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOOzaDVTaI/AAAAAAAAATI/JfSOzKlqcD4/s1600/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558443378923097506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOOzaDVTaI/AAAAAAAAATI/JfSOzKlqcD4/s400/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Il Lago di Ariamacina&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOOy3ktjxI/AAAAAAAAATA/hkd7onEMgzw/s1600/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558443369667858194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOOy3ktjxI/AAAAAAAAATA/hkd7onEMgzw/s400/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Verso Croce di Magara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2943460245369147290-2011523486764905114?l=brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com/feeds/2011523486764905114/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com/2011/01/solitaria-in-mountainbyche.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2943460245369147290/posts/default/2011523486764905114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2943460245369147290/posts/default/2011523486764905114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com/2011/01/solitaria-in-mountainbyche.html' title='SOLITARIA IN MOUNTAINBYCHE CAMIGLIATELLO - LAGO CECITA - BOSCO DEL CORVO - COZZO DEL PRINCIPE - ZARELLA - CAMIGLIATELLO  (Giugno 2010)'/><author><name>Bruno Francesco Pileggi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996305547792880571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TH0JR_K1EWI/AAAAAAAAADo/mFYaEL-7IY8/S220/ldpa+005p.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TSOD0myUy3I/AAAAAAAAARI/LvOt-elTsuE/s72-c/CUPOE-COSCO%2BDEL%2BCORVO-ZARELLA%2B003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2943460245369147290.post-6242974398354997052</id><published>2011-01-04T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T07:58:18.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Il video presentazione del libro EMOZIONI</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Qp2tNJ1xInk?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il video presentazione del libro EMOZIONI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2943460245369147290-6242974398354997052?l=brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com/feeds/6242974398354997052/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com/2011/01/emozioni-di-bruno-francesco-pileggi.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2943460245369147290/posts/default/6242974398354997052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2943460245369147290/posts/default/6242974398354997052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com/2011/01/emozioni-di-bruno-francesco-pileggi.html' title='Il video presentazione del libro EMOZIONI'/><author><name>Bruno Francesco Pileggi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996305547792880571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TH0JR_K1EWI/AAAAAAAAADo/mFYaEL-7IY8/S220/ldpa+005p.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Qp2tNJ1xInk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2943460245369147290.post-556232146271425549</id><published>2010-11-01T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T13:51:11.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oltre al sito boopen ...</title><content type='html'>Oltre al sito della casa editrice Boopen, Emozioni è acquistabile pure su quasi tutte le librerie online. Ecco alcuni esempi: &lt;a href="http://www.libreriauniversitaria.it/"&gt;www.libreriauniversitaria.it&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.bol.it/"&gt;www.bol.it&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.unilibro.it/"&gt;www.unilibro.it&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.ibs.it/"&gt;www.ibs.it&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2943460245369147290-556232146271425549?l=brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com/feeds/556232146271425549/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com/2010/11/oltre-al-sito-boopen.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2943460245369147290/posts/default/556232146271425549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2943460245369147290/posts/default/556232146271425549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com/2010/11/oltre-al-sito-boopen.html' title='Oltre al sito boopen ...'/><author><name>Bruno Francesco Pileggi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996305547792880571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TH0JR_K1EWI/AAAAAAAAADo/mFYaEL-7IY8/S220/ldpa+005p.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2943460245369147290.post-4596616175105354771</id><published>2010-04-07T03:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T04:19:35.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emozioni</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/S7xlRiZqheI/AAAAAAAAABA/87wlT2_Tess/s1600/FKF.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457348200432829922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/S7xlRiZqheI/AAAAAAAAABA/87wlT2_Tess/s400/FKF.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BRUNO FRANCESCO PILEGGI&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;EMOZIONI&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boopen editore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMOZIONI è una raccolta di poesie di argomento vario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La tematica più importante e che costituisce i 2/3 dell'intera opera, riguarda l'amore profondo della natura. Personalmente Bruno Francesco Pileggi si definisce un romantico della natura: gli piace immergersi in splendidi boschi, possibilmente privi di qualunque presenza umana; gli piace inerpicarsi su creste montane esposte e rocciose; su cime panoramiche sferzate dai gelidi venti. Tutto questo da al poeta tante impressioni, tante emozioni ... e queste poi vengono trascritte sotto forma di poesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma al di là della tematica relativa alla natura, l'autore ha scritto altre poesie su altri differenti argomenti. Dunque non affiorano solo i canti di elogio al bosco e alla natura in genere, ma anche altri ambiti. Dunque, tutta la persona del poeta, come la sfera religiosa, la sfera degli affetti. La poesia, quindi, un effetto dell'anima, una questione tutta interiore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PER ACQUISTARE QUESTO LIBRO BISOGNA COLLEGARSI AL SITO DELLA CASA EDITRICE BOOPEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boopen.it/"&gt;http://www.boopen.it/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giunti al sito bisogna registrarsi. Basta cliccare su registrati ora per poter accedere al modulo di registrazione. Seguire le indicazioni e compilare il tutto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dopo essersi registrati, bisogna cliccare su LIBRERIA o su AUTORI.&lt;br /&gt;Dopo di che cliccare alla sezione POESIA all'elenco relativo alla CATEGORIA LIBRI.&lt;br /&gt;Nell'elenco delle opere è presente Emozioni. Per non perdere tempo nel cercare nell'elenco basta scrivere direttamente a RICERCA il nome dell'opera (Emozioni) o dell'autore (Bruno Francesco Pileggi).&lt;br /&gt;Giunti nella pagine di Emozioni bisogna cliccare su AGGIUNGI AL CARRELLO. Seguire le indicazioni.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2943460245369147290-4596616175105354771?l=brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com/feeds/4596616175105354771/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com/2010/04/emozioni.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2943460245369147290/posts/default/4596616175105354771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2943460245369147290/posts/default/4596616175105354771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brunofrancescopileggi.blogspot.com/2010/04/emozioni.html' title='Emozioni'/><author><name>Bruno Francesco Pileggi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996305547792880571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/TH0JR_K1EWI/AAAAAAAAADo/mFYaEL-7IY8/S220/ldpa+005p.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onggcGKFr44/S7xlRiZqheI/AAAAAAAAABA/87wlT2_Tess/s72-c/FKF.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
