tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73785690285586774012024-03-16T02:09:38.356+01:00Amintiri din muntiUn blog despre moduri neconventionale de a calatoriMihaela Diaconescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03993437870895056323noreply@blogger.comBlogger939125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378569028558677401.post-17614593913067447022024-01-03T15:38:00.001+01:002024-01-03T15:57:40.568+01:002023 Pe scurt<div style="text-align: justify;">Daca realitatea vietii de familie & angajat la corporatie m-au determinat sa tai de pe lista, temporar, rezumatul fiecarei luni in parte si sa raman doar la evenimentele mai importante si un album personal in Google Photos, o trecere in revista a unui an 2023, destul de aglomerat, se cerea totusi a fi facuta si sper sa fie un obicei la care sa nu renunt, oricata treaba as avea de facut.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Cand unii isi fac bilantul cartilor citite, investiilor, lectiilor invatate, eu imi fac bilantul timpului petrecut outdoor, in miscare sau admirand pur si simplul frumosul.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">2023 a fost un an cu mult mai putin sport, cu ore mai putine afara, cu provocari pe plan personal si profesional, cu o alta realitate (cea de parinte ocupat). Insa pentru 2024 trag speranta sa inclin din nou balanta in sensul cel bun cand vine vorba de natura si de hobby-uri.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiavyBHryHKJnyfOp_MFmFGlUOQJKIZPVUnjGCPdUL45abjS0pEOy8UYU0CqIE0llU8cZ7TURjYbQo-PbFJL664uvsj0vLlYLkPRaVqvEagJh0tNyXORYCAFIuYwGE87CAaa6Cv5S7sMCbVQ9QL0bfRfbaRqcytxtvwk-y0dgguOqLYccXQ7c15JZClj0dI/s2000/2%20(1).png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="2000" height="512" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiavyBHryHKJnyfOp_MFmFGlUOQJKIZPVUnjGCPdUL45abjS0pEOy8UYU0CqIE0llU8cZ7TURjYbQo-PbFJL664uvsj0vLlYLkPRaVqvEagJh0tNyXORYCAFIuYwGE87CAaa6Cv5S7sMCbVQ9QL0bfRfbaRqcytxtvwk-y0dgguOqLYccXQ7c15JZClj0dI/w640-h512/2%20(1).png" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>Ianuarie </b>nu are nimic notabil. Cateva ture cu copiii, cateva ture solo in zilele cu vreme buna.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnH2PeJeJJlVXOm3Du7sTH9qAr_HyK_5Qv10aUfkSxjCJAVSWeaqJFcMn2iOhZfy9AC49Nfedzv7o-YywBRRBhB3aBzc-uuduOHvix3a0-37Q1VET7UK3WFdDh0onqWoZcSHQKhyY-gkCMgGp7QfwQCRD7S-il4TPQk15YhReS7D67AwVXLRg0QIk5j_Ro/s3648/IMG_20230124_121247.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnH2PeJeJJlVXOm3Du7sTH9qAr_HyK_5Qv10aUfkSxjCJAVSWeaqJFcMn2iOhZfy9AC49Nfedzv7o-YywBRRBhB3aBzc-uuduOHvix3a0-37Q1VET7UK3WFdDh0onqWoZcSHQKhyY-gkCMgGp7QfwQCRD7S-il4TPQk15YhReS7D67AwVXLRg0QIk5j_Ro/w640-h480/IMG_20230124_121247.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tura traditionala de iarna pe Piatra Mica in varianta solo, fast & light</td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">In <b>Febuarie </b>am fugit la caldura. Nu ca m-as plange de frig iarna asta, ianuarie fiind o luna suprinzator de calduroasa, dar o infuzie de soare nu strica niciodata. Cum inca parea a fi prea devreme pentru a-l lasa pe Marius exclusiv la bunici, planific impreuna cu Suzi un cantonament de iarna, intr-o destinatie unde iarna nu exista- Cipru. E prima data cand ajungem in Cipru si <a href="https://amintiridinmunti.blogspot.com/2023/03/cipru-training-camp.html" target="_blank">saptamana de acolo</a> a fost tot ce iti puteai dori de la un cantonament. Soare, cald, tricou, pantaloni scurti, ture lungi, mare, ceva munte, locuri noi, atmosfera relaxata.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNY6EJekLX4-KNZw-pch5cLXyOcaLUHWX6D9ssNd7S_O0xLhFIlECILuzNMUFbwsv0Oqmby8ZrGI8oudpQjRSx-7GPY-rOzg6xEsURk6X10b65lquFCYgS8VvsSYAsNLBLscR-1mzzkHNV2PBIo0OxccrsxzSM8nCoPFTyY-KvoN9Vq34Gp47rWFxmd5w-/s3648/IMG_20230303_145836.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNY6EJekLX4-KNZw-pch5cLXyOcaLUHWX6D9ssNd7S_O0xLhFIlECILuzNMUFbwsv0Oqmby8ZrGI8oudpQjRSx-7GPY-rOzg6xEsURk6X10b65lquFCYgS8VvsSYAsNLBLscR-1mzzkHNV2PBIo0OxccrsxzSM8nCoPFTyY-KvoN9Vq34Gp47rWFxmd5w-/w640-h480/IMG_20230303_145836.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPf5Cgl4O5b5ZEi5ep3YyHMzlagUd-y5FQHvKY-RKYcezdcXX1DMUNo5tsWmgPxxrgr-1hfhBUQEdZoUtjlT3cd1DXkd7ODdP2pYdYNgb-eQ1g2byf_BaN_i7AfbjUMP0G569JMRT2yVj-ArlQ-WUD2e6xFxqaksKBaDwNChRYP26f8m2SN3_UPXTHUFkr/s4032/IMG_5459.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2268" data-original-width="4032" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPf5Cgl4O5b5ZEi5ep3YyHMzlagUd-y5FQHvKY-RKYcezdcXX1DMUNo5tsWmgPxxrgr-1hfhBUQEdZoUtjlT3cd1DXkd7ODdP2pYdYNgb-eQ1g2byf_BaN_i7AfbjUMP0G569JMRT2yVj-ArlQ-WUD2e6xFxqaksKBaDwNChRYP26f8m2SN3_UPXTHUFkr/w640-h360/IMG_5459.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">In <b>Martie </b>se termina deja rabdarea cu iarna si incepe goana dupa primavara, cu flori si cat mai mult timp petrecut afara. Daca vrei sa gasesti ghiocei, atunci Craiul e destinatia castigatoare.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh92OUEsDzyK2NMIhXzNSfbpBB53-3lAyfNhmXBzcX5PZN_PY1kc2PqW6RCmEMUDm5sHr1w8JBYOCyJuHLAjhF5G4-UiRM3uXJLKxtSYLT5z_yMMyU7zaeU3Y29QJSzr15ccuNFES_2GAXlRTibPaKG2bt-uQEgpbFmwARrxDNpltzEyVPVmMkwdKeZ8MDE/s4080/20230319_162625.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh92OUEsDzyK2NMIhXzNSfbpBB53-3lAyfNhmXBzcX5PZN_PY1kc2PqW6RCmEMUDm5sHr1w8JBYOCyJuHLAjhF5G4-UiRM3uXJLKxtSYLT5z_yMMyU7zaeU3Y29QJSzr15ccuNFES_2GAXlRTibPaKG2bt-uQEgpbFmwARrxDNpltzEyVPVmMkwdKeZ8MDE/w640-h480/20230319_162625.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">In <b>Aprilie</b>, de Pasti, am facut impreuna cu Marius prima calatorie in afara tarii si a avut parte de primul zbor cu avionul. <a href="https://amintiridinmunti.blogspot.com/2023/04/scrisori-pentru-viitor-elvetia-prima.html" target="_blank">Elvetia a fost destinatia aleasa</a>. Putina primavara, putin frig, multi prieteni.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg85SqUTfMgH4P55CDNU28m6dnaK-mcENTsi8t8SqXozjJMGkoDaUx1MwueTz51gMlJh54b3E3rUV6QU1suSGCM9QlF1gsD-hp2UELreWenAIYVk_jGFceX6SetF0-fpJMnmzWhkUFvjB_nxdz5WT1j4o-jSkqt7sOBRakiI8_18WMZhtjs1Dddoy63uWOo/s1600/IMG-20230405-WA0000.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1204" data-original-width="1600" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg85SqUTfMgH4P55CDNU28m6dnaK-mcENTsi8t8SqXozjJMGkoDaUx1MwueTz51gMlJh54b3E3rUV6QU1suSGCM9QlF1gsD-hp2UELreWenAIYVk_jGFceX6SetF0-fpJMnmzWhkUFvjB_nxdz5WT1j4o-jSkqt7sOBRakiI8_18WMZhtjs1Dddoy63uWOo/w640-h482/IMG-20230405-WA0000.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>Mai </b>a insemnat inceputul sezonului competitional, o <a href="https://amintiridinmunti.blogspot.com/2023/05/prima-evadare-2023.html" target="_blank">Prima Evadare</a> unde am mers chiar bine, insa evenimentul de tinut minte a fost <a href="https://amintiridinmunti.blogspot.com/2023/05/watts-up-ladies-la-gr-2023.html" target="_blank">GR-ul in echipa exclusiv de fete</a>. Am incercat sa facem initial o echipa de mixt intre prieteni, insa atunci cand am vazut ca nu se leaga, am aruncat, asa, la sentiment afirmatia ca "singura combinatie in care as mai participa ar fi o echipa de fete, dar de fete bune". Suzi a prins ideea si tot ea a inceput sa raspandeasca vorba, in cerc restrans. Desi nu ma asteptam, cele 6 fete bune s-au strans, asta pana cand Suzi a trebuit sa renunte si treaba a devenit si mai complicata, caci multe optiuni nu mai ramasesera. Soarta insa vrea ca acest GR sa aiba o echipa de fete, care sa mearga bine, si ne facem din nou 6- Watt's up Ladies. Cele 5 ore si ceva de cursa au fost un studiu de caz despre echipa, unul pe care mi-ar face placere sa il predau la orice workshop din corporatie. Am depasit toate asteptarile (inclusiv pe alea noastre) si a fost exemplul perfect de "unde-s multi (dar si disciplinati), puterea creste".</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZcHn9JqDaFGuEG3w06Rg3Ffz__FzHq5hOqJI5zS-zJSN_8ievOFfecbXR3-YGdJzPllTOVZMwdbDdji7Qkfc5_uor6dOmPABcc-elD17QJHYDp8IVajEFLiwprw3EAC7CBkkMSpPB9mgHrZX2YVnr8EK0iRzhBnATu7DDInYrV9m6EJypEOCC6gbiMyAe/s1080/FB_IMG_1685195328520.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="1080" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZcHn9JqDaFGuEG3w06Rg3Ffz__FzHq5hOqJI5zS-zJSN_8ievOFfecbXR3-YGdJzPllTOVZMwdbDdji7Qkfc5_uor6dOmPABcc-elD17QJHYDp8IVajEFLiwprw3EAC7CBkkMSpPB9mgHrZX2YVnr8EK0iRzhBnATu7DDInYrV9m6EJypEOCC6gbiMyAe/w640-h426/FB_IMG_1685195328520.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>Iunie </b>a continuat cu numitorul comun numit concursuri, cu o experienta noua- <a href="https://amintiridinmunti.blogspot.com/2023/06/campionatul-national-de-sosea.html" target="_blank">Campionatele Nationale de Sosea</a>. Am vrut sa merg acolo pentru experienta unui pluton de fete si asteptarile nu mi-au fost zadarnice. Desi campionatele nu au avut organizatori, etapa de fond a fost ca la carte, cu drumuri inchise, politie, comisari si aproape 0 haos. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGZE2LpupcIbcXJo8Aazm9hY1Mx9L1iJFEX-PQYTrWltuXi9KjW2uWgEyg9_IFwDXqWWsaTzGlSaeBez0Muz-fQnSILHjHgCDU8ty1cWK3ukGmNP0qMdOUoYUeWr0OMrmW9CeXkRGaWHDIM8xtXcc1U0xq7Rn7ov8XnWv_Hbhl9e5Rq0kvGB-KxgeTJNxY/s1012/FB_IMG_1687691921497.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="774" data-original-width="1012" height="490" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGZE2LpupcIbcXJo8Aazm9hY1Mx9L1iJFEX-PQYTrWltuXi9KjW2uWgEyg9_IFwDXqWWsaTzGlSaeBez0Muz-fQnSILHjHgCDU8ty1cWK3ukGmNP0qMdOUoYUeWr0OMrmW9CeXkRGaWHDIM8xtXcc1U0xq7Rn7ov8XnWv_Hbhl9e5Rq0kvGB-KxgeTJNxY/w640-h490/FB_IMG_1687691921497.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><b>Iulie </b>a fost despre un proiect fain, <a href="https://amintiridinmunti.blogspot.com/2023/07/home2moldoveanu.html" target="_blank">Home2Moldoveanu</a>, despre acele ture de anduranta care mie imi plac atat de mult (si imi ies atat de bine, sic!).</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpYaXQiAy7VUwtQ87dLZHljo0rBRIBjtxL-Mrp6WLMg_yL7CKxr82V1uqWJ23NPbI8f-8fNuyzWFodAGyiVO7O_F5MNNcRzEV1E8Z0zC8J8klSGJV9VZehyZ3qTQeV11VbcZdIVFRNCypsUUDNi8jig4xF8Inpd5oVDb0sd_CjrYHDViQ6p__qzFRsoxQn/s3648/IMG_20230717_144451_edit_516873591340400.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpYaXQiAy7VUwtQ87dLZHljo0rBRIBjtxL-Mrp6WLMg_yL7CKxr82V1uqWJ23NPbI8f-8fNuyzWFodAGyiVO7O_F5MNNcRzEV1E8Z0zC8J8klSGJV9VZehyZ3qTQeV11VbcZdIVFRNCypsUUDNi8jig4xF8Inpd5oVDb0sd_CjrYHDViQ6p__qzFRsoxQn/w640-h480/IMG_20230717_144451_edit_516873591340400.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>August</b> a venit cu o pauza de concursuri, insa cu 2 ture faine facute in doi, ca in vremurile bune. Un <a href="https://amintiridinmunti.blogspot.com/2023/08/home2omu2home.html" target="_blank">Home2Omu2Home</a>, tot din categoria anduranta, si <a href="https://amintiridinmunti.blogspot.com/2023/08/cand-copilul-nu-i-acasa.html" target="_blank">o tura de Bikepacking in Fagarasul Estic</a>.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDEx0s6MeDA1dDCL1Lgbj6TAKrHOVuqGDvDc29bdLgdyI0tPvHuDvymz98XmGYR2r-fN82r6iQCVv6KRGvb7M7ts-jZAaCW7xwD0MzLtl0vNo7OyMDar8gjfYcZZXakEvf8zGdQ3T4bgMvDnr18-oUK4NKkZgvqWpMtEtye-ByiiqsqXXkyKcFDIMntwmm/s2048/PXL_20230819_084810410.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1540" data-original-width="2048" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDEx0s6MeDA1dDCL1Lgbj6TAKrHOVuqGDvDc29bdLgdyI0tPvHuDvymz98XmGYR2r-fN82r6iQCVv6KRGvb7M7ts-jZAaCW7xwD0MzLtl0vNo7OyMDar8gjfYcZZXakEvf8zGdQ3T4bgMvDnr18-oUK4NKkZgvqWpMtEtye-ByiiqsqXXkyKcFDIMntwmm/w640-h482/PXL_20230819_084810410.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>Septembrie </b>a fost despre primul concediu in 3, concediu pentru care aveam ceva emotii, caci nu stiam care va fi dinamica, cum se va adapta Marius la starea de a fi "pe drumuri", fara socializare cu alti copii etc. Realitatea ne-a depasit insa asteptarile si pana la urma am reusit sa ne simtim bine toti 3 in Dolomitii in care nu am mai ajuns de mai bine de 10 ani.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEb_r4uRhqf_9kMs_I1NpCh_BzNaLWfdL4G4oyi0MEi2yb5E3UDCpFJVssoWKmTd_gex3dAM4fCzuy6g2y778YNVScWXCtdoORIiqf2UkcA_4uwmtBa08GM1y_qoCTXZ11WvGDtO9NkTfmpIELCGBcgQmaDc661y-8tPZk3kdB0LvXFdk1ya1IJMGJE9uR/s1079/FB_IMG_1693076408372.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="1079" height="428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEb_r4uRhqf_9kMs_I1NpCh_BzNaLWfdL4G4oyi0MEi2yb5E3UDCpFJVssoWKmTd_gex3dAM4fCzuy6g2y778YNVScWXCtdoORIiqf2UkcA_4uwmtBa08GM1y_qoCTXZ11WvGDtO9NkTfmpIELCGBcgQmaDc661y-8tPZk3kdB0LvXFdk1ya1IJMGJE9uR/w640-h428/FB_IMG_1693076408372.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2pCaYfBgz1GCXnxAn6akQuWbayvbslIBT1xcTHmLqf7ZaAHsie7nPOK2Su_NT0tJSOzscENv82rb6JnXUV71qvsDGjUNW072N7DGdcPjzTZUxuYo0Rqciqc95RW2mI0fj10WJJgh_kEK01IVTdsop2HToUWm5NCA7nt4LLti8J3SUxDb_-WngnsoqxLzL/s960/FB_IMG_1693321064571.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="640" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2pCaYfBgz1GCXnxAn6akQuWbayvbslIBT1xcTHmLqf7ZaAHsie7nPOK2Su_NT0tJSOzscENv82rb6JnXUV71qvsDGjUNW072N7DGdcPjzTZUxuYo0Rqciqc95RW2mI0fj10WJJgh_kEK01IVTdsop2HToUWm5NCA7nt4LLti8J3SUxDb_-WngnsoqxLzL/w426-h640/FB_IMG_1693321064571.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4zzuTjzRhI7CbQ6aqN-iDmtDaGFcGcRdgv7iFwCNDvoORBt6sr6l2o-x4UHo_bPMjqgT0MyzLWFID02J9VwEii5vLwBRBptFvZDXOe4H6BgDz6JMn_Syke4s634RnscmVT2893BZPcW0ng7Ojb8SiR0qvTcmQxp0gnS75TEVU6exYTgJDV06mM4EXm4VA/s1584/Screenshot_20230830_073647_com.facebook.katana_edit_116897151127473.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1584" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4zzuTjzRhI7CbQ6aqN-iDmtDaGFcGcRdgv7iFwCNDvoORBt6sr6l2o-x4UHo_bPMjqgT0MyzLWFID02J9VwEii5vLwBRBptFvZDXOe4H6BgDz6JMn_Syke4s634RnscmVT2893BZPcW0ng7Ojb8SiR0qvTcmQxp0gnS75TEVU6exYTgJDV06mM4EXm4VA/w436-h640/Screenshot_20230830_073647_com.facebook.katana_edit_116897151127473.jpg" width="436" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="text-align: justify;">La capitolul concursuri, trebuie pusa totusi pe raboj cea mai buna cursa a sezonului- <a href="https://amintiridinmunti.blogspot.com/2023/09/rgt-wall-2023.html" target="_blank">The Wall, de la Pucioasa</a>, unde am mers mai bine decat in orice vise si am terminat pe 2 la general, in spatele lui Miriam. Din nou pluton de fete, din nou experienta faina, mai ales cand watii sunt la locul lori si picioarele nici nu ai zice ca nu au mai pedalat cum trebuie de luni bune...</span><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKnbCAQ97GG9gQRIH_ho1yX5y7cLK3ZGQzeLA7BAOJXGC-L36cxdcC5VBm6BdDQ1M8cL6yy7gy7Ot6nD2lAj7MYXTw6U7DJjvEWBCcbk9n_3X6ffazFIQvbvzM5evs-g1WEep0vy6yzq0PvY3DwtNe3tFy-zpmgjnUm_yONd1t9sjM5_K327IjgLT26kTd/s2048/380167729_864131651780554_6833155543438117281_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1363" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKnbCAQ97GG9gQRIH_ho1yX5y7cLK3ZGQzeLA7BAOJXGC-L36cxdcC5VBm6BdDQ1M8cL6yy7gy7Ot6nD2lAj7MYXTw6U7DJjvEWBCcbk9n_3X6ffazFIQvbvzM5evs-g1WEep0vy6yzq0PvY3DwtNe3tFy-zpmgjnUm_yONd1t9sjM5_K327IjgLT26kTd/w640-h426/380167729_864131651780554_6833155543438117281_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">In <b>Octombrie </b>am incercat sa profitam cat am putut de mult de orele de soare si de zilele calde de weekend, iesind des la cort sau la plimbari culinare, cum este traditionala tura de clatite pe Tampa :) .</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkKl-5cBvy7nx6GwNbyrYLfPdR98p5KMuEqqkQIaeA8AdASFOVhLS4e2xPQyyICi06-BuknBzPfyXoScHpd8RmEjg0dO1qJmLfw0LTRKkYpLHJxNKG_ZjWuqyyfJMrf4AlH5UvaqT2xmyHBZ7A78uMI8mIBGDj0Sa3g1TAkuEuTruYYaH52ccfpLVXgx2J/s1600/IMG-20231007-WA0011.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1203" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkKl-5cBvy7nx6GwNbyrYLfPdR98p5KMuEqqkQIaeA8AdASFOVhLS4e2xPQyyICi06-BuknBzPfyXoScHpd8RmEjg0dO1qJmLfw0LTRKkYpLHJxNKG_ZjWuqyyfJMrf4AlH5UvaqT2xmyHBZ7A78uMI8mIBGDj0Sa3g1TAkuEuTruYYaH52ccfpLVXgx2J/w482-h640/IMG-20231007-WA0011.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu87O1s_7DmbbPKGAOIly7wzK7obACwEBWd8auf0WdeFYoPEFTLaJAn2BBysfvlZXT-Ek7ZSHTSr2HhiOh_-DY2ANbKPuQAwOJxUxn0sJmoxylWh4mrwMgChIpmEfZwb6N8ruoF4SWGU9npUswSjZbuW5OlNkCVHMtPRTBwhGciRq6lHNOxetuao6FXDn8/s1080/FB_IMG_1697286627534.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu87O1s_7DmbbPKGAOIly7wzK7obACwEBWd8auf0WdeFYoPEFTLaJAn2BBysfvlZXT-Ek7ZSHTSr2HhiOh_-DY2ANbKPuQAwOJxUxn0sJmoxylWh4mrwMgChIpmEfZwb6N8ruoF4SWGU9npUswSjZbuW5OlNkCVHMtPRTBwhGciRq6lHNOxetuao6FXDn8/w640-h640/FB_IMG_1697286627534.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>Noiembrie </b>a inceput cu un <a href="https://amintiridinmunti.blogspot.com/2023/11/albania-in-extra-sezon.html" target="_blank">road trip in Albania</a>, in vacanta de toamna a lui Marius, o experienta din nou, surpinzator de faina, cu plaje pustii, apa suficient de cald cat sa faci baie si destinatii alternative pentru zilele cu vreme proasta. Dupa 1 an si jumatate impreuna si putina formare in acest sens, observam aici filonul de aventurier si speram sa reusim sa il tinem viu cativa ani de acum inainte.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5p0yZv4UM0yKPj0aDWd7pRJinhKzZv7MRVh3YdFnwIxEgzj0R7gJlv1We9vCh1WuKEuVvkwTz9woD_wXPcnJzYtPadVff8_bsBtA-O6rmeWUc7Ijp94D2xQ5Mom1jFvTWWq7S2FOUhw3Np1I7oVio9_jm7NEtDSWiYShRwiLZTB3dJ9w8gpUpU7j2LV5o/s1080/FB_IMG_1698862062283.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="813" data-original-width="1080" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5p0yZv4UM0yKPj0aDWd7pRJinhKzZv7MRVh3YdFnwIxEgzj0R7gJlv1We9vCh1WuKEuVvkwTz9woD_wXPcnJzYtPadVff8_bsBtA-O6rmeWUc7Ijp94D2xQ5Mom1jFvTWWq7S2FOUhw3Np1I7oVio9_jm7NEtDSWiYShRwiLZTB3dJ9w8gpUpU7j2LV5o/w640-h482/FB_IMG_1698862062283.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr4fFmmCfRStA0yBptAPF876o9U3eegvMz0DqNAoTr3mBAZIi5JvDIcWWKEYVJXN3EqJmEhXvsWZ_l7fch5_peCgBTlpUSZd5JKe1wtbMMjZA9kSK_AgeJUZeoSAxJkGMVPEUDLy1Cilzw_t9zMBTRAr1sbOQq5fkAWTZJVhe4ORkP_DDShe9TXtbV-ScJ/s2048/IMG-20231104-WA0021.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1540" data-original-width="2048" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr4fFmmCfRStA0yBptAPF876o9U3eegvMz0DqNAoTr3mBAZIi5JvDIcWWKEYVJXN3EqJmEhXvsWZ_l7fch5_peCgBTlpUSZd5JKe1wtbMMjZA9kSK_AgeJUZeoSAxJkGMVPEUDLy1Cilzw_t9zMBTRAr1sbOQq5fkAWTZJVhe4ORkP_DDShe9TXtbV-ScJ/w640-h482/IMG-20231104-WA0021.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5cFLScDXNOWUpwFRTa_ZmKxudGCagFNVGHl6YoMIYK0RhwtbuI1Hf-OEnpSTGCAjIjfxYpuLm6D8k6N6L_bfJV4DuBkguY7FNFvFV7_VQgOfiOoUP-NHQ3501LcGgaDvt5n4bdKVxZPle-nfmsR2PiT9uUa_0GZiCnpt0oJPdjwtGNWa6Wx5Vc6VrYo0E/s2048/IMG-20231104-WA0008.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1541" data-original-width="2048" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5cFLScDXNOWUpwFRTa_ZmKxudGCagFNVGHl6YoMIYK0RhwtbuI1Hf-OEnpSTGCAjIjfxYpuLm6D8k6N6L_bfJV4DuBkguY7FNFvFV7_VQgOfiOoUP-NHQ3501LcGgaDvt5n4bdKVxZPle-nfmsR2PiT9uUa_0GZiCnpt0oJPdjwtGNWa6Wx5Vc6VrYo0E/w640-h482/IMG-20231104-WA0008.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>Decembrie </b>se scurge lin si invariabil in directia sarbatorilor de iarna. Niste sarbatori destul de linistite, fara prea multa alergatura, cu acelasi bradut din stinghii albe, dar si cu cea mai faina experienta de mers la colindat alaturi de CPNT.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAAZOy_4uWIw_PzBhSHj9r6ml6hu1ZV1plgieCHhfFs4QwwpBo9ezN4itTmejzqGQbIiJ6V3qkb-ta8kiPtUnkCeDD3yF-fXH5NIAthdVQuCYD0Ro_jsyBrYPZZ6yJqZwRrKAaHNpukgQfLgavINWcJi1VAas156i8Bai1aXALFDCyI4NhFZUjL88-4ydF/s2040/IMG-20231224-WA0001.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2040" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAAZOy_4uWIw_PzBhSHj9r6ml6hu1ZV1plgieCHhfFs4QwwpBo9ezN4itTmejzqGQbIiJ6V3qkb-ta8kiPtUnkCeDD3yF-fXH5NIAthdVQuCYD0Ro_jsyBrYPZZ6yJqZwRrKAaHNpukgQfLgavINWcJi1VAas156i8Bai1aXALFDCyI4NhFZUjL88-4ydF/w640-h482/IMG-20231224-WA0001.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div></div>Mihaela Diaconescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03993437870895056323noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378569028558677401.post-44530368458933604982023-11-11T19:10:00.006+01:002023-11-11T19:14:02.582+01:00Albania in extra-sezon<div style="text-align: justify;"><div><br /></div><div>“Twenty years from now, you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do, than by the ones you did do. So, throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbour. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”</div><div><br /></div><div>Principala lectie invatata dupa Albania este ca atunci cand esti in dubiu daca sa mergi sau nu intr-un loc nou, ai face bine sa mergi. Chiar si atunci cand nu par a fi conditii ideale. Cu ceva calatorii anterioare (si experienta aferenta), sunt sanse destul de mari sa ai capacitatea, ca adult, sa poti desena ceva care sa iasa bine. Uitandu-ma in spate, decizia luata marti dimineata la ora 5 cand ne-am trezit nehotarati daca sa ne punem in miscare sau sa ne bucuram de ultimile frunze galbene acasa, a fost cea corecta, insa meritul sau catalizatorul a fost Marius, care cu trezirea lui matinala ne-a alungat letargia. Am renuntat la echipamentul de camping, am indesat in locul corturilor si sacilor de dormit multe jucarii atat pentru vreme proasta, cat si pentru plaja, am incropit pe masina asigurarile si check-in-ul si dusi am fost.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp4TS6VlidHUnPzxI7S3foD7CdOfkTUArAB_TJV38WxiDZhke1L6QZFg83aAROdWSQWqShSZlytwWPqKrX0OdlqKZhHNcAYCv4JppIf-lsg8lqr6veXKSnEMASLAzIwd4_s5yXWenLxr2aXxU7khuMJFQ7YJX0DTEXqP5aU2cV41d_5JeO2PvZuHSS4689/s1080/FB_IMG_1698862055608.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1080" height="456" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp4TS6VlidHUnPzxI7S3foD7CdOfkTUArAB_TJV38WxiDZhke1L6QZFg83aAROdWSQWqShSZlytwWPqKrX0OdlqKZhHNcAYCv4JppIf-lsg8lqr6veXKSnEMASLAzIwd4_s5yXWenLxr2aXxU7khuMJFQ7YJX0DTEXqP5aU2cV41d_5JeO2PvZuHSS4689/w640-h456/FB_IMG_1698862055608.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lectia Albaniei- Niciodata nu amana sau anula o vacanta in familie</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>Albania nu e atat de calda pe cat ne asteptam... Duster-ul promis lui Marius s-a transformat intr-un Opel Corsa cu cutie automata, singura masina de clasa mica (si ieftina) gasita la o companie decenta de inchirieri masini, fara rezervare.</div><div><br /></div><div>Din Tirana am luat direct drumul marii cu promisiunea de vreme buna pentru zilele urmatoare. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbj6JQHE3vLWLa_Sr_Micg3HMTCGEhJ9ne9krsm0Ba4Waf15HeOop9iPRKsSdB1ZA3vUuJfdj9RmKfaxBnc6JZnm_XA5RStAS8Jqud9IJHdNuNAPEvLKAI9UduQp4QhVPWvRhLI6cQ0AujRGkL6jR97bmI9yWCzqBcwhD4t8kj9e5Bi6emWLD8ZADaz7ha/s2048/398233112_7048229565228345_9116049563608166419_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1541" data-original-width="2048" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbj6JQHE3vLWLa_Sr_Micg3HMTCGEhJ9ne9krsm0Ba4Waf15HeOop9iPRKsSdB1ZA3vUuJfdj9RmKfaxBnc6JZnm_XA5RStAS8Jqud9IJHdNuNAPEvLKAI9UduQp4QhVPWvRhLI6cQ0AujRGkL6jR97bmI9yWCzqBcwhD4t8kj9e5Bi6emWLD8ZADaz7ha/w640-h482/398233112_7048229565228345_9116049563608166419_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg8ERDLaJQSCODS2cul1q7IPRiUAffBfs8WUSkYH830cB7v5KS_nXh8jw8GnDkUssMmGthUY_0oWgd83CwX4Mswr-uyCDkja2_TBRr_bULpucfdczG83hBNTi3fNA0X5AG_Kgv9VXi3R1AQJHOrU7Hj4lxyGakjdCbfGxyCWkfgJz8a5b0kll5dnFQfPzB/s2048/398237875_7048229258561709_5214547675331997759_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1540" data-original-width="2048" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg8ERDLaJQSCODS2cul1q7IPRiUAffBfs8WUSkYH830cB7v5KS_nXh8jw8GnDkUssMmGthUY_0oWgd83CwX4Mswr-uyCDkja2_TBRr_bULpucfdczG83hBNTi3fNA0X5AG_Kgv9VXi3R1AQJHOrU7Hj4lxyGakjdCbfGxyCWkfgJz8a5b0kll5dnFQfPzB/w640-h482/398237875_7048229258561709_5214547675331997759_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Un apus nesperat, pe o plaja neinteresanta de pe litoralul albanez</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div><b>Albania e (inca) / si despre plaje salbatice</b></div><div><br /></div><div>Cum primele zile se anuntau a fi zile de plaja, pornim vanatoarea de plaje faine. Mai intai pe google maps, iar apoi in teren. Prima alegere a fost una inspirata-Porto Novo, intr-un capat de peninsula, cu nisip fin si valuri spumoase. Marea cu apa sarata si suprafata agitata nu pare a fi pe gusturile lui Marius, dar cu rabdare, reusim sa ne imprietenim cu valurile, sa ne distram calarindu-le, sa acceptam sarea ca pe o parte din jocul numit mare. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvTYUx9iA9yx0pnrQEE08LJVBc3-cU2OX0aEFqAaot-uTWH3GL4qbdkk38Py-AFz3yc-9SUODz407NnYAzc5QUd83wxJxURrDuZaKtroveD2PKByTn4nQhSQ46Y87HU5VHTsJLtQeKib8C6fADCbUEvHlPs2RYkZnugZRVVmn5JcjLukHGl3qfUDvt9Dj-/s2048/IMG-20231101-WA0001.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1541" data-original-width="2048" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvTYUx9iA9yx0pnrQEE08LJVBc3-cU2OX0aEFqAaot-uTWH3GL4qbdkk38Py-AFz3yc-9SUODz407NnYAzc5QUd83wxJxURrDuZaKtroveD2PKByTn4nQhSQ46Y87HU5VHTsJLtQeKib8C6fADCbUEvHlPs2RYkZnugZRVVmn5JcjLukHGl3qfUDvt9Dj-/w640-h482/IMG-20231101-WA0001.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Ionica ne asteapta cu ale ei plaje cu pietris, pietre de care Marius nu pare a fi deranjat, dar ale caror masaj noi nu il apreciem deloc. De data asta am mers direct la pomul laudat-Gjipe Beach. O plaja fara acces auto, pe vremuri secreta, pe care acum insa o stie toata lumea. Probabil ca in sezon e compromisa, dar acum nu sunt mai mult de 10 cearsafuri si spatiu suficient. Desi este un golf, marea e totusi agitata, valurile sunt mari si pietrele nu ajuta la partea de echilibru. Totusi printre reprize de joaca si intrat in mare, orele se scurg si apusul ne prinde pe drumul de intoarcere spre masina. Culorile lui prevestesc schimbarea vremii, ce ne va determina sa ne gasim si alte activitati in Albania. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge0kjrlYgF3F6jBcV_TWGifAoZABWaUlFtU3b8x_BZQ80EyuKsV1z6EIcejW0OXBtdDSeeOYC3s3gb3uhlB-OfmHgOa9cRAno4WoXJsfL3rOXQ2NBTNBtaXC4MCXUuSWP_bZxVJGqWtzMBYGImnLXswqSXb8C0W649qgfbI2Vs8Ij5MgaIuXHuAnQPUfJg/s2048/IMG-20231104-WA0004.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge0kjrlYgF3F6jBcV_TWGifAoZABWaUlFtU3b8x_BZQ80EyuKsV1z6EIcejW0OXBtdDSeeOYC3s3gb3uhlB-OfmHgOa9cRAno4WoXJsfL3rOXQ2NBTNBtaXC4MCXUuSWP_bZxVJGqWtzMBYGImnLXswqSXb8C0W649qgfbI2Vs8Ij5MgaIuXHuAnQPUfJg/w400-h300/IMG-20231104-WA0004.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi00WiWbVuu_cqjB1YEryGWOeeJn18IlRIJi88-XXzI__tqG_PnmWS31vE6imsTNbBHeyXTT6TIL4AzKMbDd3AomAeM5q6POtLsyTS9oCGJc2ppgKpjMhxlwKHL8aR_28f4On5FacuFL4YwY2DccrdUK6lnHk9sitsLR-498BdUPRl8KsaMJs1_v1tXWFho/s3648/IMG_20231102_133213.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3648" data-original-width="2736" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi00WiWbVuu_cqjB1YEryGWOeeJn18IlRIJi88-XXzI__tqG_PnmWS31vE6imsTNbBHeyXTT6TIL4AzKMbDd3AomAeM5q6POtLsyTS9oCGJc2ppgKpjMhxlwKHL8aR_28f4On5FacuFL4YwY2DccrdUK6lnHk9sitsLR-498BdUPRl8KsaMJs1_v1tXWFho/w480-h640/IMG_20231102_133213.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_Jn-GvsbJPcoHjPCH39t3vwzTzRqDNIrTvJTu6NEdn3t6AFynG8HmyZ0Z-t2xvLBDuexA7MF1OwIxibJfQj1d8SqhFBKzGiJNE9BtS2lRQEe7XurNremukU31M9xFg5h9aMtFNZfACb7244WuNX4NWFuAgXXu6dSUZol4ux2rCjwrO3JdQW3jcwUV9KN_/s2048/IMG-20231104-WA0005.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1540" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_Jn-GvsbJPcoHjPCH39t3vwzTzRqDNIrTvJTu6NEdn3t6AFynG8HmyZ0Z-t2xvLBDuexA7MF1OwIxibJfQj1d8SqhFBKzGiJNE9BtS2lRQEe7XurNremukU31M9xFg5h9aMtFNZfACb7244WuNX4NWFuAgXXu6dSUZol4ux2rCjwrO3JdQW3jcwUV9KN_/w482-h640/IMG-20231104-WA0005.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX49vrEJwWM6XcOFQAOAGXyXfz9rz6rKjpyUY4QVJJo6KYmBVB7MRf1aKUSC-r8IWtHxXRQLyg-9lLY9spyeRFlEXSaLfYksG6aHmpV-tTFVw4xzNgl_Nl56bUoPTxZg89-oH4b5ewOgUuYN_iWpXSssKR2gPjF0lWw9HZdjfcJDhw4IhzTH0XQrJMXF-P/s2048/IMG-20231104-WA0003.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1534" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX49vrEJwWM6XcOFQAOAGXyXfz9rz6rKjpyUY4QVJJo6KYmBVB7MRf1aKUSC-r8IWtHxXRQLyg-9lLY9spyeRFlEXSaLfYksG6aHmpV-tTFVw4xzNgl_Nl56bUoPTxZg89-oH4b5ewOgUuYN_iWpXSssKR2gPjF0lWw9HZdjfcJDhw4IhzTH0XQrJMXF-P/w480-h640/IMG-20231104-WA0003.jpg" width="480" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ibizza style</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><b>Albania e mai mult decat plaje</b></div><div><br /></div><div>La Ksamil in sudul sudului, acolo unde apa este de un turcoaz superb nu am mai ajuns. Din Sarande am cotit spre est, pentru un scurt hike la un lac supranumit si "Ochiul Albastru", iar apoi am urcat spre Gjirokaster, un oras din Albania inclus in Patrimoniul Unesco datorita arhitecturii otomane foarte bine prezervate. Au fost 2 zile cu multa ploaie (cred ca Brasovul s-ar fi inundat daca ploua atat), insa ploaia calda ne-a permis sa si hoinarim pe strazi vechi si noi, sa urcam scari nesfarsite care se preling printre zidurile caselor, sa vizitam vechi case albaneze cu arhitectura de inspiratie otomana, precum si un castel si un muzeu al armelor. A fost prima experienta de turism cultural cu Marius, ca sa zic asa, si a fost un succes atat pentru copil, cat si pentru parinti. E interesat de observat in anii urmatori daca acest gen de vacante culturale vor prinde, deoarece Europa e cel mai ofertant continent la acest capitol. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwoSQl1m2wnxmxyv_9NNwMC__DPoUC565qTd7n9n6PGssLyelpj35DEM-dDj2kPisO4l1_foECjAow9epqXkxfQZp3F8OGwYtZCLvm3hs839rc2w_gJ-P7wfdumVJEYeihZ4LYS7XnPBefnBdtSJXRANn4kZh8AyWdgP36_y3yvBE5YtKHZvgAZKba70MB/s3648/IMG_20231103_113716_edit_153371023321387.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwoSQl1m2wnxmxyv_9NNwMC__DPoUC565qTd7n9n6PGssLyelpj35DEM-dDj2kPisO4l1_foECjAow9epqXkxfQZp3F8OGwYtZCLvm3hs839rc2w_gJ-P7wfdumVJEYeihZ4LYS7XnPBefnBdtSJXRANn4kZh8AyWdgP36_y3yvBE5YtKHZvgAZKba70MB/w640-h480/IMG_20231103_113716_edit_153371023321387.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Albania e o tara din Balcani si fara o intelegere si o acceptare a spiritului balcanic, nu o sa mearga. </div><div><br /></div><div>Ca orice tara din Balcani e o tara a contrastelor. Pare o Romanie a anilor 2000, cu magazine care vand pantofi vechi, lipite de magazine cu pantofi de firma, dar made in China, cu ateliere intunecoase de croitorie, lipite de magazine cu rochii de ocazie, cu comert mic, in care pare ca fiecare fie vinde, fie cumpara ceva. Cu masini relativi noi, dar autobuze vechi, cu blocuri comuniste, cu mult gunoi aparent sau ascuns, dar si cu infrastructura turistica (hoteluri, restaurante etc) scalata la influxul din vara.</div><div><br /></div><div>Unele lucruri sunt mai ieftine ca la noi (mancarea de tip fast-food, cazarile, masinile de inchiriat), altele sunt mai scumpe (benzina, mancarea din supermarket). Per ansamblu, Allbania nu e ieftina, nivelul fiind apropiat de cel al Romaniei. Albania e murdara in zonele populate, doar in munti scapi de gunoi. Din aceasta cauza si variantele de wild camping, la o adica, trebuie alese cu grija. Oamenii sunt insa faini - ca in intreaga peninsula Balcanica, deachisi si binevoitori, chiar si cand nu te poti intelege decat prin semne/ tonul vocii. </div><div><br /></div><div>Eu m-as intoarce cu siguranta, sa explorez si partea de est unde am stat prea putin, precum si ceva plaje unde nu se poate ajunge eventual decat cu barca sau caiacul. As reveni probabil la mijloc/ final de septembrie, cand e vreme stabila, apa calda, si se termina sezonul turistic. </div><div><br /></div><div>Pana cand vom reveni, cum Albania a fost despre mare, inchei cu cateva poze luminoase si calduroase, cat sa ne treaca peste iarna ce se apropie.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDLFagIcV_YlS8Ao5ZNhBRV7_yjc4FrpG-SmUyxAoFokjsMGuaY4czaAnEXZeZwfoTbGtG3ESSdK0sjwjL-AwExtEc5R1mrOcQEzkftA2GIAeaLyVDrUJ8miBDeOKOivZkpzz969Ktd2Gha78YGwcrIhSfn11CGPiiPVP4LfJsbOBZLsJuHQUtuMBtATbV/s2048/IMG-20231104-WA0021.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1540" data-original-width="2048" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDLFagIcV_YlS8Ao5ZNhBRV7_yjc4FrpG-SmUyxAoFokjsMGuaY4czaAnEXZeZwfoTbGtG3ESSdK0sjwjL-AwExtEc5R1mrOcQEzkftA2GIAeaLyVDrUJ8miBDeOKOivZkpzz969Ktd2Gha78YGwcrIhSfn11CGPiiPVP4LfJsbOBZLsJuHQUtuMBtATbV/w640-h482/IMG-20231104-WA0021.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0mEyUUgHT0CO74bRkxChmFkWzXxBmaH7sjlzIy_yXc6Bnb6K_5AuSDC8TCJxjh82FE0iKX0kz5tLuvQHIDK80kGmtoUKd4X523bLuv4xTG2NRY8ItabzTTP9DCCUaRFPr2cQn2jz-tkJ36xnQT1vd8B6BW5OCWoLDJqXsIBav4BgDtFtoMc5e24E8ZULw/s2048/IMG-20231104-WA0023.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1541" data-original-width="2048" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0mEyUUgHT0CO74bRkxChmFkWzXxBmaH7sjlzIy_yXc6Bnb6K_5AuSDC8TCJxjh82FE0iKX0kz5tLuvQHIDK80kGmtoUKd4X523bLuv4xTG2NRY8ItabzTTP9DCCUaRFPr2cQn2jz-tkJ36xnQT1vd8B6BW5OCWoLDJqXsIBav4BgDtFtoMc5e24E8ZULw/w640-h482/IMG-20231104-WA0023.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9kFXF-eAkjQj9t4ufzmetz-8Cf-59d7a8mzqQrtoFQeO6SzY9_4uztK-56L6q_a0TUqvbHdtJarwJeoSZPhLd3gDCzdKgV0hbTUZeI_CRZbAmaWN94ToLl4lhPvB-Xo_-OsFsM_LuZdtQzWRgddaV-rJogUadvxhTcX_CcKYmMqJE9UUzkbpX9wuzWPz4/s2048/IMG-20231104-WA0020.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1541" data-original-width="2048" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9kFXF-eAkjQj9t4ufzmetz-8Cf-59d7a8mzqQrtoFQeO6SzY9_4uztK-56L6q_a0TUqvbHdtJarwJeoSZPhLd3gDCzdKgV0hbTUZeI_CRZbAmaWN94ToLl4lhPvB-Xo_-OsFsM_LuZdtQzWRgddaV-rJogUadvxhTcX_CcKYmMqJE9UUzkbpX9wuzWPz4/w640-h482/IMG-20231104-WA0020.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8EjeUwPtgxcydwZm1sS44p4Rv4hJFSdG4gQbUPtUL0hFe6Zp8t2K0E9hYKd2ZUh4fM-rqDCFfrUSUkRYOqN4N83PAxHvkUlYCDffZSeC1BbZpwwiAmFOUmXwtt8psuUt0Ry8FtIeXS7DtttiEPvPWYsZ4eBH5cqLkxdGj94xIQeJ7jD48puIlsInFmwD1/s2048/IMG-20231104-WA0022.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1541" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8EjeUwPtgxcydwZm1sS44p4Rv4hJFSdG4gQbUPtUL0hFe6Zp8t2K0E9hYKd2ZUh4fM-rqDCFfrUSUkRYOqN4N83PAxHvkUlYCDffZSeC1BbZpwwiAmFOUmXwtt8psuUt0Ry8FtIeXS7DtttiEPvPWYsZ4eBH5cqLkxdGj94xIQeJ7jD48puIlsInFmwD1/w482-h640/IMG-20231104-WA0022.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">Foto by <a href="https://www.diaconescuradu.com/" target="_blank">Radu</a></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div></div>Mihaela Diaconescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03993437870895056323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378569028558677401.post-22934554419330296292023-09-19T20:54:00.004+02:002023-09-20T05:44:31.270+02:00RGT The Wall 2023<div style="text-align: justify;"><div>Am pus The Wall in calendar, cu semnul intrebarii, dupa ce, <a href="https://amintiridinmunti.blogspot.com/2023/06/campionatul-national-de-sosea.html" target="_blank">la Nationale</a>, fetele mi-au spus ca anul trecut la Seciu a fost pluton de fete. Asa ca m-am decis sa urmaresc cursele de sosea din calendarul RGT, sa vedem ce se intampla anul acesta. Si prin august asteptarea a luat sfarsit. S-a scris negru pe alb, m-am inscris cu Early Bird, probabil inca sub efectul fain al experientei de <a href="https://amintiridinmunti.blogspot.com/2023/06/campionatul-national-de-sosea.html" target="_blank">la Nationale</a>.</div><div><br /></div><div>Acum am si mai putin antrenament, dar o bicicleta upgradata de Radu cu niste roti de carbon, care au facut si ele o diferenta clara pe plat, coborare si pe portiunile valonate, cel putin comparativ <a href="https://amintiridinmunti.blogspot.com/2020/10/curat-murdar-un-weekend-cu-doua-curse.html" target="_blank">cu timpul meu de acum 2 ani</a>. Comparand dupa cursa segmentele, trendul a fost unul clar. <a href="https://amintiridinmunti.blogspot.com/2020/10/curat-murdar-un-weekend-cu-doua-curse.html" target="_blank">In 2020</a> am urcat mai bine, in 2023 am fost mai rapida. </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5RuJBql9KRZ1T5XLemnIrK8_WnQfKkHayNvsZ_b2nfvpElXaB_3JMbWBlGGblrk-f_rHETGMLUauoTPFBis2ADrqxVJp1pcg4G_blD9iU8MqHQRjUiHLYHW94DtGBfc2tZr86WLkOSpoOdfhVQS6gnPKCW79SMHMdOgCWfnYMPAzXgoj6ul6OswL1Is2V/s2048/380167729_864131651780554_6833155543438117281_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1363" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5RuJBql9KRZ1T5XLemnIrK8_WnQfKkHayNvsZ_b2nfvpElXaB_3JMbWBlGGblrk-f_rHETGMLUauoTPFBis2ADrqxVJp1pcg4G_blD9iU8MqHQRjUiHLYHW94DtGBfc2tZr86WLkOSpoOdfhVQS6gnPKCW79SMHMdOgCWfnYMPAzXgoj6ul6OswL1Is2V/w640-h426/380167729_864131651780554_6833155543438117281_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Si per total, in economia generala a cursei, se merita sa fii mai rapid vs sa urci mai bine</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div>Pe drum spre Pucioasa am refacut calculele de acasa si am ajuns la aceasi concluzie. Singurul loc pe podiumul extins pentru care se va duce lupta va fi locul 5. Restul cam erau arvunite. Unul lui Miriam, unul Antoniei, unul Catalinei, unul Ancai... </div><div><br /></div><div>Mi-am facut si planul si i l-am impartasit frateste si lui Suzi cu care am impartit orele de drum: incerc sa stau cu primul pluton pana la Sultanu, apoi oricum se va rupe orice grup si ne adaptam din mers. </div><div><br /></div><div>Ies la incalzire pe primele si ultimile urcari si descopar cu bucurie ca wattii sunt acolo unde trebuie. Pe urcarile din Poiana au stat ascunsi, de ii dadeam disparuti la fiecare antrenament inghesuit in pauza de masa, insa dimineata asta par ca si-au bagat mintile in cap si sunt prezenti la apel.</div><div><br /></div><div>Din avantajele unui start cu 16 fete e ca nu ai de ce sa te grabesti sa te asezi in fata... Pleci maxim din a doua linie... Si pleci tare. Sunt in spatele masinii arbitrului, cu mana pe schimbator ca pe tragaci. Stiu ca aici, pe gaturile de inceput nu trebuie sa ma pierd. Daca scap de ele, pana la Sultanu e relativ usor. </div><div><br /></div><div>Pe la km 9 ne formam un grup de 6 fete si incepem sa ne rotim la trena. Se merge potrivit, fiecare pastrand rezerve pentru ce va urma. Iau primul gel inainte de urcare. Nu pentru cele 5 minute de efort ce vor urma, ci pentru fals-plat-ul spre Adunati. Cu Sultanu nu imi pun mintea. Il abordez conservativ la inceput si metodic de la jumate incolo. Miriam si Antonia tasnesc si duse sunt. Raman in ritmul meu, cu Suzi si Catalina. Catalina ramane putin in urma, continui cu Suzi si de la jumate incep sa urc in serpentine si sa simt fiecare pedala. Dar am exercitiul acesta al vizualizarii si stiu ca trebuie doar sa mai invart mereu inca o pedala si voi ajunge sus. Motivatia +1 e cand o vad pe Antonia ca impinge la bicicleta. Eu imi continui abordarea picior = piston si ii fac de petrecanie Sultanului. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzQNq0pmLQ9r4vunQzGFuwgeK1JlVtcLz-9554PQXb1wV4JRqULQLQW81igI_SJgVbR9AoPRfpALaInn2OoHwhj5o9jg5wxbXXThtdR9gEoIXekdkEcjPaSWJ3dviqQuekX9uclqX4losHosrs6RSNSU1CRp9N5HeW8256etVVDtr-jGVZDNWHEnJYOOma/s1600/380526899_864329195094133_4781287147712041012_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1067" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzQNq0pmLQ9r4vunQzGFuwgeK1JlVtcLz-9554PQXb1wV4JRqULQLQW81igI_SJgVbR9AoPRfpALaInn2OoHwhj5o9jg5wxbXXThtdR9gEoIXekdkEcjPaSWJ3dviqQuekX9uclqX4losHosrs6RSNSU1CRp9N5HeW8256etVVDtr-jGVZDNWHEnJYOOma/w426-h640/380526899_864329195094133_4781287147712041012_n.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Respir cale de 2 pedale si 2 guri de apa si incep coborarea unde ma las prinsa si depasita de Suzi. Planul il facem pe plat, din 2 vorbe, de indata ce terminam coborarea: are tot sensul sa fugim de Catalina si Antonia. Nu atat cat sa o prindem pe Miriam, ci cat sa iesim din raza vizuala a fetelor. </div><div><br /></div><div>Nu ne iese si din 2 ne facem repede 4. </div><div><br /></div><div>Catalina propune sa facem morisca. Nu avem experienta suficienta la treaba asta (eu sigur nu am), dar incercam sa invatam, la propriu, din mers. Si The Wall incepe sa se simta ca o cursa. Ni se spune cate zeci de secunde are Miriam in fata. </div><div><br /></div><div>Incepem sa lucram impreuna. Doare si e greu. Nu ai cand sa bei, nu ai cand sa mananci, nu ai cand sa gandesti. Invarti doar pedala si respiri. Ajung sa tip la un cal sa se dea din drum. Cu baietii vorbim frumos :). </div><div><br /></div><div>Din 30 de secunde scadem la 20. Si vine urcarea la Adunati. Aici plec cu Antonia. Si Antonia are masina in spate, asa ca stiu exact ce sa execut. O urcare perfecta la FTP. Pe la jumatate o vedem pe Miriam si cam tot atunci, Antonia pierde din elan. Nici in visele mele nu aveam sa pedalez vreodata in spatele lui Miriam. Bine, inca eram departe, dar cumva, sesizabil, reduceam din diferenta. Fiecare sfat si incurajare pe care le primea Miriam de la antrenorul ei ma tine concentrata pe partitura mea. Gresesc putin la final, caci uitasem ca portiunea superioara e valonata, dar ma descurc sa indes si un gel in gura, precum si o ultima scurta urcare. Noroc ca gelurile de la SiS nu cer apa imediat...</div><div><br /></div><div>Miriam primeste incurajari sa dea drumul la coborare, caci coboara bine. Ma gandesc ca nu sunt eu chiar Suzi pe coborari, dar fata de medie, am si eu o sansa. Nu presez. Imi convine sa fie in fata mea, sa vad trasa. Ma apropii insa pe final si o intreb cinstit daca vrea sa lucram pana la ultima urcare ce precede finish-ul. Sa tot fie vreo 15 km pe care ii faci mai repede in doi sau doua, decat de capul tau. Primesc un da. Si de aici incepe din nou cursa. </div><div><br /></div><div>Acesti 15 km au durut. Bicicleta a zburat. Era un cocktail de viteza, adrenalina, motivatie. Cum Miriam nu e chiar mare, munceam chiar si la plasa si asa cum analizam ulterior cu Suzi, nici nu am o pozitie foarte aero, chiar si in drop bar-uri. Nu ne schimbam dupa un interval fix, ci la un simplu semn din cot. Insa clar Miriam a dus trena mai mult decat am dus-o eu. Stiam ca o sa urce mai bine ca mine la final, dar locul 2 tot parea asa, un vis frumos. Distanta fata de fetele din spate (nu stiam cine dar banuiam ca sunt Suzi, Antonia si Catalina) ramanea constanta. Semn ca absolut toata lumea muncea. Treceam pe langa mici grupuri de baieti si chiar daca se asezau in spatele nostru, noi continuam acelasi joc al schimbarii la trena. Laitmotivul acestui segment a fost <i>"lanseaza bicicleta"</i>. Si Miriam chiar stia sa faca asta. Eu trebuie sa mai invat, dar am inteles, cu ajutorul lui Radu, care e beneficiul. Numai sa ai picioare si puls pentru asta. </div><div><br /></div><div>Cu pulsul in gat si ochii mari aseptam sa vina o data intersectia care sa marcheze inceputul ultimei urcari si sfarsitul acestui cocktail de supliciu si adrenalina. Miriam pleaca. Eu urc mai batraneste, de parca ar avea din nou 3 km urcarea asta...Ma abtin sa ma uit in spate. Ii urmaresc cu privirea tricoul albastru a lui Miriam si trec linia de sosire cu un timp si cu un loc la care nu sperasem. Antonia si Suzi erau imediat in spatele nostru. La aceleasi 30 de secunde, semn ca nu am muncit degeaba. </div><div><br /></div><div>Pentru mine una cursa a fost mult mai intensa decat cea de la Nationale. Am muncit la ambele, insa in moduri diferite si pentru obiective diferite. Daca as fi avut o sansa la podium la Nationale cu bicicleta de la The Wall ? Poate ca da. Dar sigur nu mai mult de locul 3. The Wall a fost una din cele mai bune curse ale sezonului, apreciez initiativa de a avea start separat la fete si cu siguranta voi mai participa si la alte curse in format similar.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjef1b303W6Lqvj6lKMLpSJngpF-y4sGT1CfoXsL15o1IPQaL2hdhlv2VQ7BucajI011MTjBiZCmMGD2fsFKKEIbqyx3WvpdGQFjY4aCcpgnoYUD1wFmUzUG_sncJTeAbtNvjbcpH83hGWB2fjj5bU6FzhkA-Il_VQ805Vlp8oGNIfvG8-lMrGpw904UD8k/s2048/380002540_864128025114250_3287804939957318821_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjef1b303W6Lqvj6lKMLpSJngpF-y4sGT1CfoXsL15o1IPQaL2hdhlv2VQ7BucajI011MTjBiZCmMGD2fsFKKEIbqyx3WvpdGQFjY4aCcpgnoYUD1wFmUzUG_sncJTeAbtNvjbcpH83hGWB2fjj5bU6FzhkA-Il_VQ805Vlp8oGNIfvG8-lMrGpw904UD8k/w640-h426/380002540_864128025114250_3287804939957318821_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1067" data-original-width="1600" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWcRK8d2LZ6rUJbeUTUEYGDjjMZjrqaz_2fRWfY6gxlek_m3vC6nRYvEKhlHX2Ygf2MKeH62sUb-p7yYLl_6LCyVMddvUU38JJyPRLNw5G7CqJ3tvaevoftA_r3IauweCcGn4Bp3tKDW2bomhovSytETvWBkJg2wqatLnNG6OhsCYj1vDjs-LRUhNhOlY2/w640-h426/380477679_864624768397909_4689902100468121463_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ca la orice concurs fara copil, se lasa si cu multa socializare<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><i>Foto: Bogdan Popa & Victor Marin</i></div></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div><br /></div></div>Mihaela Diaconescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03993437870895056323noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378569028558677401.post-51507821702204360522023-08-26T15:05:00.001+02:002024-01-21T15:05:57.047+01:00Mangart - one small family adventure<div style="text-align: justify;"><div><br /></div><div>Mangart a fost primul meu contact cu Triglav-ul si a fost uau la prima vedere, devenind "ok" dupa ce am revazut Dolomitii. </div><div><br /></div><div>Triglav-ul nici macar nu era pe lista ca destinatie de concediu pentru anul acesta, dar vremea ploioasa anuntata pentru Dolomiti ne-a convins sa economisim 2-3 ore din drumul spre Cortina si sa ne oprim in Triglav. </div><div><br /></div><div>Aici, activitatile au variat intre sesiuni de vegetat dupa o noapte intreaga de condus, ture de bicicleta, plimbari pe la raurile cu apa ireal de albastra si o aventura de o zi, in 3, un fel de bike-climb-bike adaptat la varsta de 6, spre si pe Mangart, un var de pe granita dintre Slovenia si Italia.</div><div><br /></div><div><b>Ce a fost inainte de Mangart</b></div><div><br /></div><div>Probabil ca road cycling-ul nu e printre activitatile cu care as fi asociat Triglavul in mintea mea, insa la fata locului am constatat ca era plin de oameni pe cursiere si biciclete de gravel/ touring, multi mergand in regim de bikepacking.</div><div><br /></div><div>Pasul Vrsic pe care l-am folosit ca poarta de intrare cu masina nu m-a impresionat cu nimic, datorita asfaltului prost, drumului ingust si acelor de par, de am si obosit cu Marius sa numar la serpentine.</div><div><br /></div><div>Dar urcarea spre Mangart propusa de Radu chiar parea sa aibe potential, fiind pe un drum secundar, care se termina undeva in parcarea de la 2000 m.</div><div><br /></div><div>Chiar si drumul principal spre Predel (un pas mai mic, auto, pe granita dintre Italia si Slovenia) mi-a placut, fiind liber si placut la pedalat in orele diminetii. </div><div><br /></div><div>Distractia principala a zilei era insa urcarea de 9 km cu 900 m elevatie pe un drum cu taxa pentru masini si motociclisti, construit de armata italiana in al doilea razboi mondial. Istoria a facut insa ca in zilele noastre, Slovenia sa se laude cu el, ca fiind cel mai inalt drum din tara. La drum au lucrat cam 500 de oameni, timp de 6 luni, impartiti in echipe de 10 oameni, fiecare avand asignat un anumit segment de drum si lucrand simultan la toate segmentele. Se lucra in schimburi de 12 ore, existau 2 linii de aprovizionare cu mancare si unelte si in general, din ce spun slovenii, moralul era sus. </div><div><br /></div><div>In ciuda gradientului mediu de 10% si a celui maxim de 22%, drumul e chiar placut cu rapoartele potrivite, traversand etaje succesive de vegetatie de la padurea de foioase umbroasa si racoroasa, trecand prin padurea de zade ce miroase a rasina incinsa la orele amiezii si terminand in zona golului alpin, acolo unde se deschid perspective largi in jurul varfurilor din jur. </div><div><br /></div><div>Am intrat pe drum in ritm de zona 2, pierduta in ganduri diverse. In primul kilometru ma depasesc 3 baieti pe curisera, ce nu au insa un ritm imposibil si decid sa incerc sa ma tin de ei, in speranta ca acest efort punctual de zona 4 ma va scoate din letargie. </div><div><br /></div><div>Ac de par dupa ac de par suntem acolo, intr-o cursa nevorbita de-a soarecele si pisica, pana pe la 1600 m, cand impulsionata de soare si de dorinta de a iesi mai repede in locuri deschise, apas mai cu ravna pedala si ma despart de ei. Incerc sa ma gandesc care ar fi cea mai buna strategie sa revin aici si cu Marius si sa facem drumul asta in coborare, cat sa ne bucuram de fiecare viraj.</div><div><br /></div><div><b>Mangart - one small family adventure</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlYQVka6rHGkbDOjJbomMXyct13CpGan9Cl2XUqyfjKJ43DPy9yM2e8AikG6_vPbxumMF71ywk0i8cSaVnlVxXlcmgkwCw5igC6UbjIXkSVF1rb6CEZN1y4Uvt8z9gif-BrsR_JsaiBiFtFTn0IwA8EDj7TXxF2waBWIZXgy79Sts44nZP1n_DqL5-hcG-/s1080/FB_IMG_1705328728596.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="812" data-original-width="1080" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlYQVka6rHGkbDOjJbomMXyct13CpGan9Cl2XUqyfjKJ43DPy9yM2e8AikG6_vPbxumMF71ywk0i8cSaVnlVxXlcmgkwCw5igC6UbjIXkSVF1rb6CEZN1y4Uvt8z9gif-BrsR_JsaiBiFtFTn0IwA8EDj7TXxF2waBWIZXgy79Sts44nZP1n_DqL5-hcG-/w640-h482/FB_IMG_1705328728596.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /></div><div>Cand am fost ieri cu bicicleta spre Mangart nu ma asteptam sa revenim chiar a doua zi, si cu siguranta, nu la hike. In imaginatia mea, o invarteala cu bicicleta pe platou plus coborarea spre Predel aveau sa fie suficiente si nici nu mi-a dat prin cap sa citesc cum se poate ajunge pe varful cel fotogenic, din doua motive:</div><div><br /></div><div>1. Nu mai urcam a doua oara pe aici, pe bicicleta, pentru ca mai sunt si alte drumuri faine de descoperit. </div><div>2. Nu credeam ca ar exista ceva poteca abordabila pentru un copil de 6 ani care sa duca pana pe varf, iar via ferrata aferenta nu era pentru incepatori. </div><div><br /></div><div>Insa Radu a fost de data asta mai bine documentat si mi-a trimis <a href="https://www.summitpost.org/mangart-normal-route/930835" target="_blank">un link de pe summitpost cu ruta clasica italiana</a>, un traseu de drumetie, de dificultate moderata, ce mergea pe fata italiana a varfului, invizibila de pe partea slovena. Dificultate moderata, dar echipat cu cabluri, 2-3 ore de urcat. O descriere sumara, care ma face sa fiu prevazatoare si sa indes in rucsac de toate. Echipament de via ferrata pentru Marius, apa, mancare, haine si tot ce crezi ca iti trebuie pentru o zi de hike la 2500 m. Si evident, fara nicio siguranta ca o sa ne iasa planul, mai ales ca experienta lui Marius pe trasee la peste 2000 m si cu expunere e egala cu 0. De fapt, daca ma gandesc bine, nu cred ca a avut niciodata ocazia sa treaca de 2000 m pana acum...</div><div><br /></div><div>Masina o lasam cu mult noroc intr-o margine de parcare si cum pana la inceputul traseului era mult de mers, ne folosim de bicicletele pe care le-am carat constiinciosi pe masina tot concediul. Sufa e si ea in functiune, ca sa economisim la maxim efortul copilului, avand in vedere ca se anunta o zi destul de lunga. La capatul drumului pe care atat eu cat si Radu il cunoastem bine din turele anterioare de pe aici, legam bicicletele de o balustrada de lemn si incepem partea de hike.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6IiDJuoFmJVHB7h9OYkgLCEFxED_CpjcNTJoNbFXGzzrMsGar97Ms-TpjfGL3DCfh2aRD4R7wu4U8yjpY6GECI8e1XIfuwyU-Bta3x5fkWjfBYRVsqP9yy9cA08AfS6iIDJ61PQWfCmLq4Xo9CzVotTjlh2heLjBB9fXXydXPMFn0uGYJ38-TPsyjqm0p/s1436/FB_IMG_1705328722763.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1436" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6IiDJuoFmJVHB7h9OYkgLCEFxED_CpjcNTJoNbFXGzzrMsGar97Ms-TpjfGL3DCfh2aRD4R7wu4U8yjpY6GECI8e1XIfuwyU-Bta3x5fkWjfBYRVsqP9yy9cA08AfS6iIDJ61PQWfCmLq4Xo9CzVotTjlh2heLjBB9fXXydXPMFn0uGYJ38-TPsyjqm0p/w482-h640/FB_IMG_1705328722763.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-UDB0E3Ut8ZZK-gIkZKi-rXItyTDufNG7fX6VqjAgHiXm7ytl2CRjFoLJ0OU55GlSUXlg1WHpX7NHzCTSeE3Nv9g427tksy42OpFIrVZJ9eWQrzw7cLjZF-K4lyxlX5f6u4yBV9jPcXoW_kCOZWct7kA-Tob_dICwxh_UVRmCHiedew6kuW4TEBAxU8vY/s1436/FB_IMG_1705328720999.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1436" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-UDB0E3Ut8ZZK-gIkZKi-rXItyTDufNG7fX6VqjAgHiXm7ytl2CRjFoLJ0OU55GlSUXlg1WHpX7NHzCTSeE3Nv9g427tksy42OpFIrVZJ9eWQrzw7cLjZF-K4lyxlX5f6u4yBV9jPcXoW_kCOZWct7kA-Tob_dICwxh_UVRmCHiedew6kuW4TEBAxU8vY/w482-h640/FB_IMG_1705328720999.jpg" width="482" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Varful e chiar cel din spatele nostru, dar traseul e pe partea care nu e vizibila in foto</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>Urcarea merge surpinzator de bine, Marius avand libertate totala de miscare, iar pana la sectiunea de cabluri, era precum un ied pe toate pietrele si grohotosurile. Catararea la deal fiind elementara, am preferat sa merg in spatele sau si doar sa il ghidez la nevoie, iar sectiunea de cabluri i-<span style="white-space: pre;"> </span>a captat atentia in totalitate si a facut ca oboseala perceputa sa fie mult sub realitate </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgENQG-mq4ZeL_REV3ASN9UlZyus-2Mid560HLV1HQjYTHO91iJyp7BwytE8KGvOBuaL5irN5vw5CPx1i8ZBKZc_dIxEP8M_0BdoKgE34l04SZDbKU3ml7tryVz4U5jQHElFezDaBg2yzFVkjqwJhZsSooJAUkujLh-lwuGszTmgl0eGfQU4cllvTahBudj/s1436/FB_IMG_1705328724810.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1436" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgENQG-mq4ZeL_REV3ASN9UlZyus-2Mid560HLV1HQjYTHO91iJyp7BwytE8KGvOBuaL5irN5vw5CPx1i8ZBKZc_dIxEP8M_0BdoKgE34l04SZDbKU3ml7tryVz4U5jQHElFezDaBg2yzFVkjqwJhZsSooJAUkujLh-lwuGszTmgl0eGfQU4cllvTahBudj/w482-h640/FB_IMG_1705328724810.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio71y-KKnVStnGi1LWfvXZPq0KSjLr16zMSujF6D5HaRjhDj0Okkpor9Tt3WRLXbJLLIMLbpzBkZYat1u5R1uJaGu_EXVpSHcN1Y4aOfD3t4qeVVloKamVOm1aGOrbOkY7Ps_1EbczprlTLVwgUXKvcyGNI2_AhFvok8ZmrI1a_aaIzdfjt7fDQHwBazgy/s1436/FB_IMG_1705328734216.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1436" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio71y-KKnVStnGi1LWfvXZPq0KSjLr16zMSujF6D5HaRjhDj0Okkpor9Tt3WRLXbJLLIMLbpzBkZYat1u5R1uJaGu_EXVpSHcN1Y4aOfD3t4qeVVloKamVOm1aGOrbOkY7Ps_1EbczprlTLVwgUXKvcyGNI2_AhFvok8ZmrI1a_aaIzdfjt7fDQHwBazgy/w482-h640/FB_IMG_1705328734216.jpg" width="482" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mai intai sa tot fie 30 min de hike simplu, pana in saua din fundal, apoi urmeaza catararea</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div>Varful este destul de aglomerat pentru gusturile noastre, avand in vedere ca aici ajungeau si cei care abordau ruta slovena si tocmai ieseau din via ferrata, dar ne gasim si noi un loc la soare si ferit de vant unde sa mancam si sa il echipez pe Marius de coborare, cu ham si lonja de autoasigurare. Un kit de via ferrata nu are sens din 2 motive:</div><div><ul><li>Cu cateva exceptii expunerea nu este insemnata, lanturile fiind mai mult pentru siguranta.</li><li>Majoritatea sistemelor pentru via ferrata de pe piata sunt pentru persoane de peste 40 kg, la cele 20 kg ale lui Marius fiind doar greutate inutila. Tocmai din acest motiv car in rucsac si o semi- coarda de 20 m, cu care sa il asiguram la nevoie.</li></ul></div><div>Cel mai greu merg primii 200m diferenta de nivel, care sunt cumva prapastiosi, pe o poteca impartita in multe fire, ce tese versantul nordic. Marius e obosit psihic. Ii recunosc starea, similara cu cea de pe Horoabe si casc si mai mult ochii la ce face, crescand doza de ajutor oferita. Incerc sa nu mai repet greseala de pe Horoabe si ii propun sa doarma, dar nu reuseste, caci acum e deja mare si are nevoie de conditii perfecte pentru asta. </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFBjlaVew_X5GziX3JQ3_PtGJMT2XB5hA7BePH-wwXraVMFZpSysrtqZBZClTCA52thoZr5hm2kw6XZTIHixIE5RDUiBwf8yCtgRtIdcPOSz2j6pv9UBfek1KBsFzSkF7iuWt4vEyoOtZ6NN2MLq_EEyxLYf5RHdEDZMPaVrwjbX17hJDsuG9cZ_dV912-/s1436/FB_IMG_1705328732511.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1436" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFBjlaVew_X5GziX3JQ3_PtGJMT2XB5hA7BePH-wwXraVMFZpSysrtqZBZClTCA52thoZr5hm2kw6XZTIHixIE5RDUiBwf8yCtgRtIdcPOSz2j6pv9UBfek1KBsFzSkF7iuWt4vEyoOtZ6NN2MLq_EEyxLYf5RHdEDZMPaVrwjbX17hJDsuG9cZ_dV912-/w482-h640/FB_IMG_1705328732511.jpg" width="482" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Inainte de sectiunea asta de lanturi am facut o pauza de zahar</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG0Qy2CFp8u0g46Jm4jbcWC5kW1CRRhIg9iumHAPtCiDAQ5z4BAbNnGA0m1_FK6q7HFnFoYEXcyz0KmkBQ1Ivuye-ZJ0tU9iE9hQg2K688mp_3Tzgt4LM6S0iHmRjW0-7eUYcDh1Go92GOIHN7XO_NzjHajW-IPN2nm0rJa61Et9Eg5XuyG8A_LqkysCqA/s1079/FB_IMG_1705328730614.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="1079" height="428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG0Qy2CFp8u0g46Jm4jbcWC5kW1CRRhIg9iumHAPtCiDAQ5z4BAbNnGA0m1_FK6q7HFnFoYEXcyz0KmkBQ1Ivuye-ZJ0tU9iE9hQg2K688mp_3Tzgt4LM6S0iHmRjW0-7eUYcDh1Go92GOIHN7XO_NzjHajW-IPN2nm0rJa61Et9Eg5XuyG8A_LqkysCqA/w640-h428/FB_IMG_1705328730614.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsZKohbA18u_2itvb2ULnLtS75wTab-v1QnIupb3dEoqM99s0HWDddJW-mTXXwQlxdf4hs9JLm_1P0RLGEXehMLG58CSo_ZLtoHFRMmqTIk-QM_XeK9k-qJNEsqpuMOZ29AWSDFtV9szgaMT-GNxWx-wWBGXLf0Rg67VmtxvP_gQz6IohwGR6xfIYyIZUW/s1080/FB_IMG_1705328726482.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="812" data-original-width="1080" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsZKohbA18u_2itvb2ULnLtS75wTab-v1QnIupb3dEoqM99s0HWDddJW-mTXXwQlxdf4hs9JLm_1P0RLGEXehMLG58CSo_ZLtoHFRMmqTIk-QM_XeK9k-qJNEsqpuMOZ29AWSDFtV9szgaMT-GNxWx-wWBGXLf0Rg67VmtxvP_gQz6IohwGR6xfIYyIZUW/w640-h482/FB_IMG_1705328726482.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Si dupa zahar, toata coborarea a mers snur</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div>Asa ca dupa 10 minute de pauza, bagam zahar, cat sa ii tin concentrarea si energia sus pentru partea de cabluri. Care merge foarte bine, cu mult peste asteptari. E incredibil ce pot face niste viermisori Haribo la timpul potrivit. Bucata pana la bicicletele parcate la 2100 m merge intr-o alergare usoara si iata ca asa punem punct si primului traseu mai serios din Alpi, dar si sejurului din Slovenia. In ciuda ploii, ne cheama Dolomitii. </div><div><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: right;">
<i>Foto by <a href="http://www.diaconescuradu.com/">Radu</a></i></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div>Mihaela Diaconescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03993437870895056323noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378569028558677401.post-68180819094918851962023-08-18T10:10:00.004+02:002023-08-18T11:50:19.866+02:00TBT 2023 dintr-o alta perspectiva<div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Acesta ar fi trebuit sa fie un alt jurnal, al unui alt concurs cu transpiratie si timpi intermediari, insa dintr-un cumul de factori numiti sentiment matern si lipsa de antrenament, am decis ca pentru aceasta editie a TBT-ului sa schimb putin perspectiva si sa ajut la organizarea concursului de duminica. Fara indoiala si habar neavand in ce ma bagam, primesc ceva sarcini administrative legate de predare-preluare statii si legatura cu voluntarii din anumite CP-uri. Treaba de birou, cum s-ar spune :).</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Insa asa cum pentru organizatori treaba incepe cu 6 luni inainte de eveniment, si pentru voluntari, treaba e mereu. Si cum spuneau oamenii din echipa, cand crezi ca nu mai poti, de fapt mai poti putin... Asa ca sambata pe la 9, il lasam pe Marius la scoala de MTB si iesim sa invartim o pedala pe dealuri. In imaginatia mea, asta avea sa fie doar una din sesiunile de invartit pedala in Colinele Transilvaniei, caci cu siguranta aveam sa mai ies si mai pe seara, dar si duminica dupa concurs. Oh, cat aveam sa ma insel... Vorba aia, munceste omul, dar mai invarte si pedala pe post de pauza... </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Intamplarea face sa avem timp fix cat sa facem prima urcare a concursului, sa ne invartim putin pe poteca si apoi sa facem ultima coborare pe la cetate. Nici nu imi trecea prin minte cat avea sa ma ajute asta ziua urmatoare...</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Revenind in Saschiz, recuperez copilul si imi fac aparitia surazatoare la Fundatia Adept, cam pe la 11, cand se faceau ultimile pregatiri pentru startul predarii kiturilor de concurs. Primesc trofeele baietilor de la tura lunga si ma transform pentru urmatoarele ore in fotograf de ocazie. Incerc sa ii conving pe colegii de echipa ca au incurcat omul din familia Diaconescu, dar partea talentata a familiei era plecata aparent sa filmeze niste cadre. Asa ca imi iau rolul cat de in serios imi permite talentul si desi nu sunt sigura de calitatea pozelor, cu siguranta pot trece cu plus socializarea...Si daca vi se pare treaba simpla sa stai sa apesi pe declansator, ganditi-va ca omul sta in soare multe ore, in picioare, zambeste, e bine-dispus, pozitiv etc. Nu mai vorbesc de munca de dupa, cand cadrele vor trebui sortate si eventual, pe alocuri prelucrate. Vorbeam duminica dupa premiere cu Bogdan Buda si imi spunea ca are 3800 de cadre prin care va trece unul cate unul... </div><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeqGgltMUxNe4nOvBgMqv9XfkdPBP-NsmbtdvbdxfBaWL-GIYIdGlhJH43-WBGdsrYYI-xg4WL5V6AfLrYJS2KZ4sz1w4I_Iq63hq4Cch-2z9FBSDIWMnA4p54ecDztjZZRBSesWLxvp08U2k8c61ZcajDLu28KrYXTcsuifvx5Aod5NCnSkomOCUAnKzR/s2000/Untitled%20design.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="2000" height="512" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeqGgltMUxNe4nOvBgMqv9XfkdPBP-NsmbtdvbdxfBaWL-GIYIdGlhJH43-WBGdsrYYI-xg4WL5V6AfLrYJS2KZ4sz1w4I_Iq63hq4Cch-2z9FBSDIWMnA4p54ecDztjZZRBSesWLxvp08U2k8c61ZcajDLu28KrYXTcsuifvx5Aod5NCnSkomOCUAnKzR/w640-h512/Untitled%20design.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">O parte din munca mea de sambata</td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">In singura pauza pe care am luat-o, am facut galerie la cursa copiilor, acolo unde aschia nu sare departe de trunchi.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTZcR35-CotwyhAJMY-y-26A_gLiLdEHU4BOSSF2TbFW6L7Zn4Z0ceqVgHILpp3is5axaGaX5ZGkleBNA9Qocb495GMPjsbKMF8Bc9PMpiJOV424axX-cX56p360QVD2SRL80pRAaFi5yRD_p8SHrvhkCY74h7Tu-iW4Xx_s5zhuznKfrFYpI0jmSIwOLa/s1080/facebook_1692022693032_7096857549478410344.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="1080" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTZcR35-CotwyhAJMY-y-26A_gLiLdEHU4BOSSF2TbFW6L7Zn4Z0ceqVgHILpp3is5axaGaX5ZGkleBNA9Qocb495GMPjsbKMF8Bc9PMpiJOV424axX-cX56p360QVD2SRL80pRAaFi5yRD_p8SHrvhkCY74h7Tu-iW4Xx_s5zhuznKfrFYpI0jmSIwOLa/w640-h426/facebook_1692022693032_7096857549478410344.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5frpVFWXFumN6sCQx3y57iMvqrWMW1ck7s5ccQneZzSSXJvTKWnZc8AcdjJa-S6_55_WpICXLrr3-hTzNLXkJUJlQHDz_ELdmplMfUlhHawVoBJ7snonbKNqAQeRBX8VLLxFNu3ByjhvcuN09DtQICPtcZUTDLOkGaFEOUfiujjQSmrF3ypCU7aXcv53d/s1080/FB_IMG_1691935044640.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="1080" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5frpVFWXFumN6sCQx3y57iMvqrWMW1ck7s5ccQneZzSSXJvTKWnZc8AcdjJa-S6_55_WpICXLrr3-hTzNLXkJUJlQHDz_ELdmplMfUlhHawVoBJ7snonbKNqAQeRBX8VLLxFNu3ByjhvcuN09DtQICPtcZUTDLOkGaFEOUfiujjQSmrF3ypCU7aXcv53d/w640-h426/FB_IMG_1691935044640.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Pe la ora 18 ma declar oficial terminata si predau stafeta oricarui doreste sa stea pana la ora 21. Eu ma duc sa imi culc copilul. Am ochit noi in tura de recunoastere un loc fain, departe de galagie, muzica si chef, cat pentru o masa de seara in familie si un somn odihnitor, in linistea desavarsita a unui camp cosit de ceva vreme...De toata astea erau nevoie pentru ziua concursului, care se anunta o zi plina. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">La ora 8, cand imi fac aparitia la Fundatie, in piata e liniste, dar in curtea si micuta casa din marginea pietei, transformata in cartier general pentru TBT, voluntarii zumzaie precum albinele. Dupa ce ma lamuresc cum sta treaba cu statiile, cine a primit deja, cine mai trebuie sa primeasca etc, ma apuc sa stabilesc contacte cu voluntarii din ultimile puncte de control cu care trebuia sa tin legatura. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Ca prin minune, zumzetul voluntarilor se linisteste putin inainte de start, iar eu folosesc minutele de dupa start pentru o scurta vizita la magazin. Doar intamplarea face sa fiu in zona ultimului CP cand sosesc primii 3 concurenti de la tura scurta si imi dau seama cu ocazia asta ca trebuie sa delimitam un culoar separat pentru pietoni/ fosti concurenti, intre ultimul CP si un pod ce precede finish-ul, intr-o zona de pietris, rapida si in coborare, pentru a evita posibile accidente. Asa ca 3 fete si un baiat cara garduri si baloti, pun banda si deseneaza trase cu spray-ul. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Acest aspect rezolvat, tocmai ce vin la mine cativa alergatori sa imi spuna ca vin de pe ultima coborare si ca sunt locuri unde traseul nu e clar. Ieri cand am mers cu Radu la o scurta tura, vazusem cumva 2 locuri care necesitau mai multa atentie, asa ca decid sa urc spre cetate sa vad care e situatia la fata locului si sa iau pulsul fetelor din punctul de control. Indes in vesta de alergare apa pentru fete, apa pentru mine si Marius, un spray si niste banda si ii dam la deal. Mai desenam un punct, mai punem o banda si tot asa. Ajung la fetele din post, vibe-ul bun, mai dam o tura pe traseul de concurs de data asta pe sensul cel bun si ne pregatim de sosirea primului baiat de la tura lunga. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Mancarea e si ea pe pirostrii, asa ca acum las vesta de alergare, iau polonicul, ceanul, caserole si tot ce imi mai pun in bagaj doamnele de la bucatarie si ma asez la drum spre Bunesti, sa le duc mancare voluntarilor de acolo. Cele 15 portii dispar la Bunesti, asa ca ma intorc in Saschiz cu multumiri pentru doamnele bucuroase si cu cerere de refill, ca sa repet treaba si pentru voluntarii de la Cloasterf. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">La fiecare trecere prin Saschiz mai iau putin pulsul voluntarilor mei, din ultimele CP-uri, incercand sa ii ajut sa se schimbe cu altcineva cat pentru o pauza de masa, ori le pun mancare deoparte pentru ora 17 - 18 cand ajung ei din posturi...<i>Cand veti mai trece pe langa un voluntar din ultimile puncte de control, ganditi-va ca ei stau acolo 7-8 ore, poate in soare, poate la umbra, de multe ori in picioare ca sa fie vizibili, mereu gata cu o incurajare, un zambet, o vorba buna...</i><b> <u>Multumiti-le, eu sigur o voi face de acum incolo. </u></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><u><div style="text-align: justify;"><u>La fel, daca v-a placut mancarea, pastele sau orice a fost oferit /gatit dupa concurs, transmiteti feedback-ul vostru catre bucatari/ bucatarese. Nu aveti idee cate zambete vor starni cuvintele voastre sincere, pentru niste oameni care stau mereu in umbra si care nu au ocazia sa isi ia energia din zambetele concurentilor.</u></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><u><br /></u></div></u><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkI3Q3TOxfPRZ8uysc9UflIRMyVuslopjfZyCyiFongrvG57zePs7dcXCrO3IiZyMMMoPrdCn0_5LmIDau7fw7YEFzoK0kl7pm7v17L4gckeDv0iHwxYNaSrNdTJTiBuiEL-U67GcL8N-ReMUfuC9Lc3ophKggXQXEsN-_p83rzEYowQFOO4ue95BCwhYx/s1080/FB_IMG_1692298107455.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="1080" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkI3Q3TOxfPRZ8uysc9UflIRMyVuslopjfZyCyiFongrvG57zePs7dcXCrO3IiZyMMMoPrdCn0_5LmIDau7fw7YEFzoK0kl7pm7v17L4gckeDv0iHwxYNaSrNdTJTiBuiEL-U67GcL8N-ReMUfuC9Lc3ophKggXQXEsN-_p83rzEYowQFOO4ue95BCwhYx/w640-h426/FB_IMG_1692298107455.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Si cand concursul se incheie, festivitatea de premiere trece, concurentii pleaca spre casa, voluntarii raman in urma sa faca ordine, sa stranga gunoaiele, sa lase totul ca si cum niciodata pe acolo nu ar fi trecut cateva mii de oameni. Faceti-le viata usoara si incercati si voi sa puneti gunoiul la locul lui... Sa nu va imaginati ca stiu vreun numar de magie ca sa faca totul luna pocnind din degete. Singura lor magie e un alt calup de munca, dupa ce oricum au stat in picioare 10-12 ore in ziua respectiva. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Pentru mine, luni a fost insa pauza, respectiv timp petrecut cu Marius, caci e si pacat sa ajungi la Saschiz si sa nu plimbi copilul pe trailul fain spre Mesendorf. 14-16 kilometrii de placere pentru oameni mici si mari. Si timp de calitate, outdoor, asa cum ne place noua.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh88Aa1lU2phfz8ZiTbl1LdNUtwDVee-6GaQq5Jv2ABgyXI2c-0a09M2KnwlkWCrjDUJSdvd-bK2t7nrnaFHeEX95k6VzY1bD8rbzel0BfBScPFpXKEv-zSh7FgapMexhphyUrdCzJGg2PkqoVKzWXM5KXiA2eylUNjFU9-zU0UUE9qZWQRPIywhcWsikG4/s3648/IMG_20230814_095429.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3648" data-original-width="2736" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh88Aa1lU2phfz8ZiTbl1LdNUtwDVee-6GaQq5Jv2ABgyXI2c-0a09M2KnwlkWCrjDUJSdvd-bK2t7nrnaFHeEX95k6VzY1bD8rbzel0BfBScPFpXKEv-zSh7FgapMexhphyUrdCzJGg2PkqoVKzWXM5KXiA2eylUNjFU9-zU0UUE9qZWQRPIywhcWsikG4/w480-h640/IMG_20230814_095429.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPu4w-fq6_PJrnjzTxYWNaPXwLiV2Rz3RpoQyZdr2ujdoPYZyys0wfiNuBf9wh8ZiHgKnUlKoHD6fbphl1QmZKubRwAMf-Q-KfRrW1Sodv6aePQ23MWbMJPdBazMs84O0S33vt5lMwAqm6Ij-gnK26SqUoJpRrExKEmiImMgmpSLPnnMe2VLjWyNZIgE4h/s1504/Screenshot_20230815_153053_com.facebook.katana_edit_1503847428209066.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1504" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPu4w-fq6_PJrnjzTxYWNaPXwLiV2Rz3RpoQyZdr2ujdoPYZyys0wfiNuBf9wh8ZiHgKnUlKoHD6fbphl1QmZKubRwAMf-Q-KfRrW1Sodv6aePQ23MWbMJPdBazMs84O0S33vt5lMwAqm6Ij-gnK26SqUoJpRrExKEmiImMgmpSLPnnMe2VLjWyNZIgE4h/w460-h640/Screenshot_20230815_153053_com.facebook.katana_edit_1503847428209066.jpg" width="460" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Acum, la final, recitind jurnalul, imi dau seama ca suna putin plangacios, dar cu mana pe inima mi-a placut, am pus suflet si energie in tot ce am facut si cel mai important, am invatat sa apreciez mai mult munca voluntarilor si sa zic de mai multe ori multumesc din postura de concurent... Dar anul urmator cred ca o sa iau calea usoara si o sa particip :). In 4 ore 30 se termina, apoi stai cu picioarele in sus si te bucuri doar de atmosfera. Iar la TBT chiar e super atmosfera pentru toata lumea. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div></div>Mihaela Diaconescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03993437870895056323noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378569028558677401.post-82710785397434492922023-08-17T19:30:00.004+02:002023-11-14T07:44:40.165+01:00Cand copilul nu-i acasa...<div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Un weekend de vara cu Marius plecat la bunici a dus la scoaterea echipamentului de bikepacking din pod si la un short friday la munca, continuat cu un long ride & push bike pana pe Comisu.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Initial, Radu desenase ceva cu 3 munti in 2 zile: "urcam in Leota, coboram in Rucar - Bran, urcam in Iezer, facem creasta Iezerului, coboram pe Setu-Papau, urcam in Fagaras pe Valea Zarnei si luni dimineata coboram din Comisu spre masini".</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Mai trece o zi si o tura de seara in Piatra Mare, mai taiem un munte din plan si ramanem cu Fagaras si Iezer. O tura perfect ciclabila ma asigura Radu :).</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj79FLIy5s_tgoPiEPceNGbYOR6xOZrp2DG4sDa2IBaP40zwwMHt58haKKWXwZzPjnJsbcJAx99Qwu3Fb6Yn6bHeDJ09uuAzD1x8pcTXVUcb1CM8hnHkefS4F8LoVsvjYy38zl9TI__-7dmS3qtzeKQ6uuKRtEWq6NsxrATD7HU_atSs9FqJXhPLquar0cm/s2048/PXL_20230819_084810410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1540" data-original-width="2048" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj79FLIy5s_tgoPiEPceNGbYOR6xOZrp2DG4sDa2IBaP40zwwMHt58haKKWXwZzPjnJsbcJAx99Qwu3Fb6Yn6bHeDJ09uuAzD1x8pcTXVUcb1CM8hnHkefS4F8LoVsvjYy38zl9TI__-7dmS3qtzeKQ6uuKRtEWq6NsxrATD7HU_atSs9FqJXhPLquar0cm/w640-h482/PXL_20230819_084810410.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Perfect ciclabilul a tinut vineri seara pana in Saua Namaia, pe la 1300 m altitudine. Cam aici trebuie sa parasim forestierul si sa intram in padure spre varful Comisu. 3 ore arata indicatorul si eu nu de ce, caci drumul de pamant pe care l-am prins pare ca ne va duce pana sub varf. Asta doar in imaginatia mea. Radu ma asigura ca o sa avem parte de push bike si prin padure. Si adevarul e ca inaintarea e anevoioasa. Sunt si bucati de push, sunt si segmente pe care coboram, doar ca sa avem ce sa urcam la loc si in general, pare ca padurea asta nu se mai termina. Ajungem la izvor cu ultima geana de lumina si facem urcarea finala la frontala. Imi place aerul racoros cu care ma intampina muntele. Adie o boare, suficienta cat sa apreciem adapostul tarpului, pe care Radu il monteaza cu view direct spre rasarit. Daca tot nu am vazut apusul, macar rasaritul sa il vedem, direct din confortul sacului de dormit.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4-xUX4kQqcS6zDY7QECAqkelveBlimOb3dW_iFebX5nlFvUyPPlF2Na_MZLUn0zYbWCI1REMjnoVH54MiHja4ZogF7G_4ZmPX16DZIk7vtmfKUwU7RY_dFxT78CP0UKD9i-tAkiSDKdV_HEUy-fcLwVpUS_Xh_YJzBaUijrPyMRO9WeQcgoQVjsMFXPCt/s2048/PXL_20230818_150426764.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1540" data-original-width="2048" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4-xUX4kQqcS6zDY7QECAqkelveBlimOb3dW_iFebX5nlFvUyPPlF2Na_MZLUn0zYbWCI1REMjnoVH54MiHja4ZogF7G_4ZmPX16DZIk7vtmfKUwU7RY_dFxT78CP0UKD9i-tAkiSDKdV_HEUy-fcLwVpUS_Xh_YJzBaUijrPyMRO9WeQcgoQVjsMFXPCt/w640-h482/PXL_20230818_150426764.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">La plecarea din Plaiul Foii, unde era inca perfect ciclabil</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7rDGjCtOpeJXtqE8w1BTXn1z62I3xq7Nj8NpN3rUIigzxObETyEJ5nrl-9c207HTI8YQgNyvSfEALbUS3stqkqTsFAfq9N_Wb_1jdJopACwEtQxZKWWXiCfmevLGzbv9u5xGYEtydSIIlvolsYRFThPy9vgD55ZFbwoZm5-toykY6OIEOrCXu5zXH7mZc/s2048/PXL_20230818_175606672.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1540" data-original-width="2048" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7rDGjCtOpeJXtqE8w1BTXn1z62I3xq7Nj8NpN3rUIigzxObETyEJ5nrl-9c207HTI8YQgNyvSfEALbUS3stqkqTsFAfq9N_Wb_1jdJopACwEtQxZKWWXiCfmevLGzbv9u5xGYEtydSIIlvolsYRFThPy9vgD55ZFbwoZm5-toykY6OIEOrCXu5zXH7mZc/w640-h482/PXL_20230818_175606672.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Luam pulsul acasa. Copilul si bunicii sunt bine</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRjxYjCwrepG2phFLdK4FMMhhVjRaK2eS9QxKMH3s5EqP8fPudR9Yw1bBT8Yz9Fi1YNqQDZ5SPRgMfE4hAoe7ddcDSnXgQ-jtbSRnTy9OFNRam52Ee4kvC74pblqlsXiUwbeJXaFgsCyuoMB2hIryQis_dwqP-f3xjjbml5e2NC9aZLVKcGFcHArUqvZ5I/s2048/PXL_20230818_181928348.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1540" data-original-width="2048" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRjxYjCwrepG2phFLdK4FMMhhVjRaK2eS9QxKMH3s5EqP8fPudR9Yw1bBT8Yz9Fi1YNqQDZ5SPRgMfE4hAoe7ddcDSnXgQ-jtbSRnTy9OFNRam52Ee4kvC74pblqlsXiUwbeJXaFgsCyuoMB2hIryQis_dwqP-f3xjjbml5e2NC9aZLVKcGFcHArUqvZ5I/w640-h482/PXL_20230818_181928348.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Vantul ma deranjeaza cand si cand, la fel si folia tarpului, pe care s-a pus condens si care imi atinge sacul de puf cand ma intorc de pe o parte pe alta.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Cu un ochi evaluez sansele unui rasarit azi si cum calculele nu dau bine deloc din cauza norului de la orizont, inchid ambii ochi, mai fur 30 de minute de somn si creierul ma rasplateste cu cel mai frumos rasarit. Ceva plamadire a mintii, cu un Fagaras pudrat cu zapada, cu un soare ce rasare repede si pe care cateva flori proiecteaza umbre in contre-jour si o gradina magica cu fructe din cele mai dulci. Stiu ca visez, dar e asa faina plasmuirea asta, incat mai tin putin, voit, ochii inchisi, pastrand visul pe pleoape si in amintire</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Asta avea sa fie cea mai reusita dimineata a turei noastre de bikepacking. Soarele s-a miscat cum trebuie, s-a ridicat deasupra norului si acum ne incalzeste placut. Terciul de ovaz a iesit cremos si aromat, iar cafeaua potrivit de tare, ma binedispune.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh8ebKiAZftezsVYqfYSr1eFxYtJwXBAmVwgYUE1Zq1MphlnWrZC-eLnNWfuSOeFTnNWwOUjSHemxqAGxbNNaFV6CxadlGcU_l6LFAQmgwW5MnFqxcoKJsw2Iaxtz0bOshDDyEBjAgzwUk2wFhxU3sXPJOqzDkEk3DWdEA9c5L7QbRXoFL1z3X5dv8sBRt/s2048/PXL_20230819_035527706.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh8ebKiAZftezsVYqfYSr1eFxYtJwXBAmVwgYUE1Zq1MphlnWrZC-eLnNWfuSOeFTnNWwOUjSHemxqAGxbNNaFV6CxadlGcU_l6LFAQmgwW5MnFqxcoKJsw2Iaxtz0bOshDDyEBjAgzwUk2wFhxU3sXPJOqzDkEk3DWdEA9c5L7QbRXoFL1z3X5dv8sBRt/w640-h480/PXL_20230819_035527706.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXg16cZk7LGdE2STwWg5Q7iz_ZZTP6My36oQ1EYun3xa-W5hkZblIUv84xFlCKImYJUj8JROrPKnmMEKrr54BypwjvQC0mRQ4Pb3aFqaBpoBFwrzPEq_OVhddq3TlPDo1pWW4VE25o_4FxqvVGaMD1iE3FjfQkvHNM87FH_THZ4fDOxRDneWWTDK51t8S-/s2048/PXL_20230819_040202251.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1540" data-original-width="2048" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXg16cZk7LGdE2STwWg5Q7iz_ZZTP6My36oQ1EYun3xa-W5hkZblIUv84xFlCKImYJUj8JROrPKnmMEKrr54BypwjvQC0mRQ4Pb3aFqaBpoBFwrzPEq_OVhddq3TlPDo1pWW4VE25o_4FxqvVGaMD1iE3FjfQkvHNM87FH_THZ4fDOxRDneWWTDK51t8S-/w640-h482/PXL_20230819_040202251.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Aproape ca in reclamele de la Therm-a-rest</td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Simt ca e un bun inceput de zi si ca orele din creasta Fagarasului vor fi, in mare parte, placere. Nu am mai parcurs niciodata segmentul Comisul-Curmatura Zarnei in sensul aceata si oricum, despre mtb-ul din Creasta Fagarasului am pareri impartite... Full-ul nu ma ajuta mai mult decat o facea hard tail-ul pe poteca ingusta croita printre malurile de iarba. Si nici mare ramp up la skill-uri nu mi-am facut...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZg3_xV55JUlWSS0hhDUVzbetSeMqFyvGlE94zIEGjXkr8rUUP-4z7-IWXhPRjz-ZjBifWPtppwGohuf5D0XEQTSFC0saTmR5_Zs4Mzbyh6v6wPTYnQKYPtIvOyV9BSCwVwDBCO_pPrP9CQp8_1r3zx0SRztpvDyAJCLzXITyEnSjPdz1ja68WxCIDjjMs/s2048/PXL_20230819_084544812.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1540" data-original-width="2048" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZg3_xV55JUlWSS0hhDUVzbetSeMqFyvGlE94zIEGjXkr8rUUP-4z7-IWXhPRjz-ZjBifWPtppwGohuf5D0XEQTSFC0saTmR5_Zs4Mzbyh6v6wPTYnQKYPtIvOyV9BSCwVwDBCO_pPrP9CQp8_1r3zx0SRztpvDyAJCLzXITyEnSjPdz1ja68WxCIDjjMs/w640-h482/PXL_20230819_084544812.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Cum necum ajungem in Curmatura Zarnei si din amintirile mele, de aici totul avea sa fie usor. 200-300 m la vale spre stana pe poteca, apoi un drum ce incepe la 1600 m si ne scoate dupa vreo 30 km in asfaltul de la Nucsoara. Da, doar ca astea erau doar amintiri de acum 4 ani si mai bine. Realitatea e ca drumul s-a stricat fiind maturat de ape, stana nu mai e in folosinta, iar poteca a fost inghitita, la propriu de vegetatie. Atata mare de iarba nu am traversat de multa vreme. Iarba inalta cat un stat de om, cu seminte din acelea enervante care iti intra in incaltari si nu mai ies de acolo... Si prin care tragi sau impingi sisific bicicleta.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Zone din astea salbaticite vin insa la pachet cu biodiversitate (ursi in cazul nostru) si muulta zmeura la care nu a ajuns picior de biped. Doar noi si ursii ce ne batem pe bobitele roz si pline de dulceata. Facem nazuri, alegem doar ce e mare si frumos si cu greu ne dam dusi la vale. Dupa portia de iarba in papuci, vine portia de picioare in rau. Nenumarate traversari ale Zarnei, direct prin albie, desculti, prin apa dureros de rece... Asta pare un joc prost ce nu se mai termina si din care nici nu ai cum sa iesi... </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZbFx52p68n063GKRPcbdkmgWlHLSTBlPuDeaIfcZ3Hqvh0e4zLQYqNN2LBrPho7DsXsUKYPeG5ec6CFpiZvvd84WmjEoaW3SC43zRtpeozzP5nhP1vAAtBwrriil0pDW1o3X4rMkQ9Nhgf751a4kyQzmRXqvDaud5iFjcnDDQgySttE7cc5twHlo3BghU/s2048/PXL_20230819_091852761.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1535" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZbFx52p68n063GKRPcbdkmgWlHLSTBlPuDeaIfcZ3Hqvh0e4zLQYqNN2LBrPho7DsXsUKYPeG5ec6CFpiZvvd84WmjEoaW3SC43zRtpeozzP5nhP1vAAtBwrriil0pDW1o3X4rMkQ9Nhgf751a4kyQzmRXqvDaud5iFjcnDDQgySttE7cc5twHlo3BghU/w640-h480/PXL_20230819_091852761.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIEFlbyNxsazdXZ64aKkikVOLwVVvATWMJOPdvE5K0gPHGfsZfys1HPqkUPtSD0nJIc4gOXf8xA9FS8jM_6yOx8VSB7b5ORxLEA2iUaAmW0kV3-Tlb2ZEJ5M7brGRkmmtr_8nR-m-FIhujjcdgp7fRIxZ9Eb8Fn0hPvBqkORqhRCCyMFV1hAtcxoxv6MaR/s2048/PXL_20230819_085755025.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIEFlbyNxsazdXZ64aKkikVOLwVVvATWMJOPdvE5K0gPHGfsZfys1HPqkUPtSD0nJIc4gOXf8xA9FS8jM_6yOx8VSB7b5ORxLEA2iUaAmW0kV3-Tlb2ZEJ5M7brGRkmmtr_8nR-m-FIhujjcdgp7fRIxZ9Eb8Fn0hPvBqkORqhRCCyMFV1hAtcxoxv6MaR/w426-h640/PXL_20230819_085755025.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5bbSw7DX5onyk2kA47soVa6Wi3HqzMBvy7_JUhFx8HgADAxYYobYaypfr7vbS70CWFfJNmZNzhyphenhyphen0HyFIRjhycyYw8iQnJZPAEP_EmAkybQZa5spuvC6hHK-UyMqdRJHxRKhEaFD05hTu2AUI3GflzFV-IT2dAPBOM-s4k3QZtJpDe9srS23RKinRBfuyr/s2048/PXL_20230819_102942759.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1540" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5bbSw7DX5onyk2kA47soVa6Wi3HqzMBvy7_JUhFx8HgADAxYYobYaypfr7vbS70CWFfJNmZNzhyphenhyphen0HyFIRjhycyYw8iQnJZPAEP_EmAkybQZa5spuvC6hHK-UyMqdRJHxRKhEaFD05hTu2AUI3GflzFV-IT2dAPBOM-s4k3QZtJpDe9srS23RKinRBfuyr/w482-h640/PXL_20230819_102942759.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4C1drYl2MZLwpSd_4IDdkQIAck6sowGAODW7_w8NytdZjqHrlceWltjINJ6dzTrfquQkgEuTXIOVTF8TaIVcDGUBlBkOd4mKMZ4lNfbhUNccRKVO3jGiGy-l864IZ_17R35jDxeYRo108DoPZN5zaCvtFeCYoDcqYcbPduUqTTPnHoNp2rMRH0wBDuLA-/s2048/PXL_20230819_110913099.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1540" data-original-width="2048" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4C1drYl2MZLwpSd_4IDdkQIAck6sowGAODW7_w8NytdZjqHrlceWltjINJ6dzTrfquQkgEuTXIOVTF8TaIVcDGUBlBkOd4mKMZ4lNfbhUNccRKVO3jGiGy-l864IZ_17R35jDxeYRo108DoPZN5zaCvtFeCYoDcqYcbPduUqTTPnHoNp2rMRH0wBDuLA-/w640-h482/PXL_20230819_110913099.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Valea Zarnei, in varianta salbatica</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Jos, la forestierul de 30 km ne prafuim din cap pana in picioare, fara ca macar magazinul din sat sa aibe ceva mancare cu sens... Conserve de carne deloc imbietoare, conserve ieftine de peste, fanta de struguri si inghetata... Cu asemenea oferta eu sigur nu urc in creasta Iezerului... </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Asa ca dupa negocieri stranse, reusim sa cadem la pace si sa sarim doar Curmatura Bahnei, ca sa ne apropiem mai mult de Campulung. Drumul are grija de noi in seara asta si ne scoate in cale o stana nefolosita, astfel incat scap de bivuacul in iarba mare din seara asta si il inlocuiesc cu aerul statut cu arome de branza. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTIuFrgcVkJxrGoHonuyuU73pB3cRDcRLQM5yT_gcVF7GLVP39e5srb6QiSyP1iAPLBc7RJTodIkrUuff9NtIgUdC_JRrqjBW3pw-eXFBr4cC5rFwPa1d-O9xxD_FWAhRG_FjDKPPFDFs64Ofhkxa9qChzgBtjuJj1IvrjfWPV00coOm4HMiedjPVt1EH2/s2048/PXL_20230819_170628578.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1540" data-original-width="2048" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTIuFrgcVkJxrGoHonuyuU73pB3cRDcRLQM5yT_gcVF7GLVP39e5srb6QiSyP1iAPLBc7RJTodIkrUuff9NtIgUdC_JRrqjBW3pw-eXFBr4cC5rFwPa1d-O9xxD_FWAhRG_FjDKPPFDFs64Ofhkxa9qChzgBtjuJj1IvrjfWPV00coOm4HMiedjPVt1EH2/w640-h482/PXL_20230819_170628578.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXaONxO7Mi0nOfHsP9XfVA3F_pa1jMtx8yGnhPmHb3RO1dabqmnBhdfWmDRZFGaUDPFXxucynwgBk7248im32VivN5O-K1nAbPlZgcdeyUIlg1p198yslEQOgeZGaGjXrL3MIsQsn8kzNEF1fFQeJcc005Y-B8A9Nsx5yJAScCATyWCrPvYPvXXzsPy_lt/s2048/PXL_20230819_171253388.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1540" data-original-width="2048" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXaONxO7Mi0nOfHsP9XfVA3F_pa1jMtx8yGnhPmHb3RO1dabqmnBhdfWmDRZFGaUDPFXxucynwgBk7248im32VivN5O-K1nAbPlZgcdeyUIlg1p198yslEQOgeZGaGjXrL3MIsQsn8kzNEF1fFQeJcc005Y-B8A9Nsx5yJAScCATyWCrPvYPvXXzsPy_lt/w640-h482/PXL_20230819_171253388.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQyi19-rLHBHQmP2H9oMQspX72o4th8cTt1vmdv7qqbJzA4Lmi0KrEgoVECdBA92tqpD_kc33RF2zaXz-cxOyX_WC0sHdMxhwHW284e0q57f7wDaNBO1bVruLkD4FWtES1P4vzsTdLz7Y4S9-OKso9tWjKwLfCFh71-9R-UPOkrVugeuO7yiIa1xCwL7Ro/s2048/PXL_20230819_171209472.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1540" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQyi19-rLHBHQmP2H9oMQspX72o4th8cTt1vmdv7qqbJzA4Lmi0KrEgoVECdBA92tqpD_kc33RF2zaXz-cxOyX_WC0sHdMxhwHW284e0q57f7wDaNBO1bVruLkD4FWtES1P4vzsTdLz7Y4S9-OKso9tWjKwLfCFh71-9R-UPOkrVugeuO7yiIa1xCwL7Ro/w482-h640/PXL_20230819_171209472.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">In ultima zi a singurei noastre ture de bikepacking de pe anul asta ne stau in fata doua variante, ambele cu multi kilometri,ambele trecand prin Campulung si ambele in teren oarecum cunoscut. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Putem merge mult pe asfalt, in directia Podul Dambovitei, pentru a ne intoarce pe la poalele Craiului. Sau putem profita de vremea buna pentru a urca in Leota si a mai sta putin la altitudine, prin locuri unde nu ajungem chiar in fiecare zi. De data asta aleg eu si aleg Leaota. Apropierea spre Stoenesti merge bine, insa apoi Valea Badenilor pare pur si simplu nesfarsita. Urca cumva greoi, cu suficiente portiuni in soare sau mancate de ploile recente. Din amintirile mele de la <a href="https://amintiridinmunti.blogspot.com/2018/07/4-munti-2018-piatra-craiului-si-bucegi.html" target="_blank">4 munti</a> trebuia sa fie mai usor... </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">E bine abia cand iesim din padure la 1800 m altitudine. Si e si mai bine cand ne oprim sub varf, la o pauza de masa. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Doar ca binele nu tine mult si Leaota nu e asa, un camp de iarba cum le cade bine unor picioare deja obosite. Implica si push bike si carry bike, iar Curmatura Fiarelor, ce de pe varf parea atata de aproape, vine cu greu. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw1iheiBmQmk3RTs5C-YxfsjOQLmkmS4ezoVFRued90Y1qEA9jkMiDP70CJzxsjuqmWfMhi0gLReQ14LKTclD2pX1XjLfKxIcJGyifSzsyAsxWWpKoKTnjpvaiCv-FAlKieV7ducr_9ThTNvI5_77wdk_Ir4h0Aj2hvgUQeZMlkWFgcbbDn0E6FDq-cjBm/s2048/PXL_20230820_132132818.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw1iheiBmQmk3RTs5C-YxfsjOQLmkmS4ezoVFRued90Y1qEA9jkMiDP70CJzxsjuqmWfMhi0gLReQ14LKTclD2pX1XjLfKxIcJGyifSzsyAsxWWpKoKTnjpvaiCv-FAlKieV7ducr_9ThTNvI5_77wdk_Ir4h0Aj2hvgUQeZMlkWFgcbbDn0E6FDq-cjBm/w640-h426/PXL_20230820_132132818.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7Un1HQZzloMRIWXjxGb05BS5m18VV9Q0R9ooitJ5DLOnln-OdusLctcKXPwHWR3TKdFM30id_9rD8_8eZ391qa9nZ_-JGJb2gFRjtkc_zeyqheO2SEfFuzj6vVcWjIqdM55BvynpfDuhn3j5k0XYxk9xDmnBUb4mro_eMWnrT0Vf6ARqBxDbpACqS-zVt/s2048/PXL_20230820_140518366.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1366" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7Un1HQZzloMRIWXjxGb05BS5m18VV9Q0R9ooitJ5DLOnln-OdusLctcKXPwHWR3TKdFM30id_9rD8_8eZ391qa9nZ_-JGJb2gFRjtkc_zeyqheO2SEfFuzj6vVcWjIqdM55BvynpfDuhn3j5k0XYxk9xDmnBUb4mro_eMWnrT0Vf6ARqBxDbpACqS-zVt/w640-h426/PXL_20230820_140518366.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ4C5IRJue7SpbvCvPoRedVANwUuWV-XUJgQSRniP8ATNYHm1Du2rRUErbnkNTqkz4kUY9cyRoHUpsTCzF8b5fr4NYaEUD3tR7Fq9Y8qD7BLMDwc030anyaEuC8ugeApuh4d54PzKc0Q6DIDWZQGGLkXz0nskkiNYxnh9JWZSfOJguNNfTqGGkJDe_d4OK/s2048/PXL_20230820_145218776.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1540" data-original-width="2048" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ4C5IRJue7SpbvCvPoRedVANwUuWV-XUJgQSRniP8ATNYHm1Du2rRUErbnkNTqkz4kUY9cyRoHUpsTCzF8b5fr4NYaEUD3tR7Fq9Y8qD7BLMDwc030anyaEuC8ugeApuh4d54PzKc0Q6DIDWZQGGLkXz0nskkiNYxnh9JWZSfOJguNNfTqGGkJDe_d4OK/w640-h482/PXL_20230820_145218776.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig2BzERROK3BL3xA8f2dp064pvWgkA2AmODZXog4ZIeu7XEfJeciH-obszegJBEDDbKJhIpuZTrQNE9MtEIqsmSUUpCF5PyKWOH4i9C24UXyw3NhsC1AjfVmKNpG38qQdb_2WUd2hQc4I38nRn8OFSIzuhpVkSHoTwC6C-ZVKcNH8NRRVDRaGW_8RNlDhz/s2048/PXL_20230820_143801915.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1540" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig2BzERROK3BL3xA8f2dp064pvWgkA2AmODZXog4ZIeu7XEfJeciH-obszegJBEDDbKJhIpuZTrQNE9MtEIqsmSUUpCF5PyKWOH4i9C24UXyw3NhsC1AjfVmKNpG38qQdb_2WUd2hQc4I38nRn8OFSIzuhpVkSHoTwC6C-ZVKcNH8NRRVDRaGW_8RNlDhz/w482-h640/PXL_20230820_143801915.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Mergem in aceeasi directie impreuna cu un cuplu ce merge la hike si reusim sa ii depasim doar ajutati de coborare. Coborarea din Curmatura Fiarelor e inca ok, in ciuda ploilor de vara asta ce au distrus multe poteci. Salveaza putin dintr-o zi lunga de pedalat... </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Din Moeciu avem abordari diferite pentru a ajunge in Zarnesti. Radu, cu zaharul in sange dupa o portie serioasa de gofre cu glazura de ciocolata merge spre Valea cu Calea. Iar eu prefer varianta mai lunga si mai rulabila prin Tohan. Ajung mai repede si tot stand pe banca in centrul Zarnestiului, imi pare usor de necrezut cat de animat e locul intr-o zi de duminica seara, la ora 21.00.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Per ansambul, tura asta nu a salvat un an intreg de bikepacking, dar au fost 3 zile facand ce ne place. Inca suntem in cautarea retetei care sa ne aduca mai multe astfel de zile, petrecute doar in 2.</div></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: right;">
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div>Mihaela Diaconescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03993437870895056323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378569028558677401.post-52956120174180606442023-08-01T19:54:00.001+02:002023-10-24T20:08:02.538+02:00Home2Omu2Home<div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><div style="text-align: justify;">Dupa <a href="https://amintiridinmunti.blogspot.com/2023/07/home2moldoveanu.html" target="_blank">Home2Moldoveanu</a> in care parca a fost prea putina bicicleta si prea mult hike, am inceput sa caut o noua tura de o zi lunga de vara, insa cu un raport favorabil intre bicicleta si hike si o tura de acasa pana la Omu parea o alegere cat se poate de buna, mai ales ca daca ne gandim bine, in afara de push bike-ul de pe Drumul de Vara si cativa metri sub Omu, traseul e perfect ciclabil. .</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Ma bucur ca Radu mi se alatura, desi asta inseamna ca in mod sigur o sa iasa o tura mai lunga si mai grea decat un "simplu" Home2Omu, dar de cand din 2 am devenit 3, turele lungi impreuna, epicele, cum le numim noi, nu ca s-au imputinat, ba chiar au disparut cu desavarsire din peisaj.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Startul matinal pe care il aveam in minte este inlocuit de o leneveala matinala si ne pornim abia spre 7 pe DN1, spre Lidl-ul din Busteni. Rulajul asta se scurge neinteresant, la mine pedala nu merge prea bine, dar totusi kilometrii se strang. Oricum, la cat de lunga se anunta tura asta, va fi o tura de zona 2.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Padurea a retinut multa umezeala dupa ploile din ultimile zile si forestierul ce leaga Poiana Tapului de drumul asfaltat ce urca la cota 1400 e plin de apa, balti si ceva noroi. Mergem totusi destul de legat si abordez Dumul de Vara cu moderatie. Ziua e inca tanara, tura e inca lunga, daca e mai usor sa fac push bike, nu insist sa stau in sa. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Ne bucuram amandoi sa iesim in final in platou si drumul pana la Omu se scurge repejor, interupt exclusiv de cateva poze. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlRUNhW03eSs0urxdjB1qZD6IzS6kaVcq1lMuVCcn5k_oQ7k1G8U52KxbZ9C_0qM6-Hzff2XL0tN_0NztzHsu_LPJpCm27mY_QtD8Qg7KZEkVZgb9EekGiCAUhzLqQoiU8k6e7_UiZxo3VAmfIu0UkRowpAGRrIYTWB3vTgRa338790SOWmum33na0LEkU/s2048/PXL_20230801_113658708.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlRUNhW03eSs0urxdjB1qZD6IzS6kaVcq1lMuVCcn5k_oQ7k1G8U52KxbZ9C_0qM6-Hzff2XL0tN_0NztzHsu_LPJpCm27mY_QtD8Qg7KZEkVZgb9EekGiCAUhzLqQoiU8k6e7_UiZxo3VAmfIu0UkRowpAGRrIYTWB3vTgRa338790SOWmum33na0LEkU/w640-h426/PXL_20230801_113658708.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEios8yTV1s6jt0J069f6cm3Ta37wKlcqqHSjf0ZVuvacnjTK4PUrJxwGkcF1QG-zZh_jdQkeB0kA0vRUc56E8O4MX_hy3hi7sE4-8tVgK_lNPk2EHyEXrli6uEdz3oQGT4o_4JYWFmkiIkDRYSo12PkaQ7WAUZ8fFdnLt8Ni-AzaZdgE45DiSCgORFkNeOE/s2048/PXL_20230801_115316716.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1638" data-original-width="2048" height="512" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEios8yTV1s6jt0J069f6cm3Ta37wKlcqqHSjf0ZVuvacnjTK4PUrJxwGkcF1QG-zZh_jdQkeB0kA0vRUc56E8O4MX_hy3hi7sE4-8tVgK_lNPk2EHyEXrli6uEdz3oQGT4o_4JYWFmkiIkDRYSo12PkaQ7WAUZ8fFdnLt8Ni-AzaZdgE45DiSCgORFkNeOE/w640-h512/PXL_20230801_115316716.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnMAS0HyxAyuqbXbuF40UIDXkk5p6K3dM1FLI9lJb_Nck8nvYDPdgkE-QYPqkOMfNWd6C6pPmFOBlvkGhehiEKgFOm__ZOGbdh_hM_zcEimpg4rFN2firnIWsiGqDqHyBJ1epwcd5g-h1geJ6CA1KSILbtu0GqNpPppXOwPy75noNgnNVON3ImFl-RhUjy/s1080/FB_IMG_1690908340756.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="813" data-original-width="1080" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnMAS0HyxAyuqbXbuF40UIDXkk5p6K3dM1FLI9lJb_Nck8nvYDPdgkE-QYPqkOMfNWd6C6pPmFOBlvkGhehiEKgFOm__ZOGbdh_hM_zcEimpg4rFN2firnIWsiGqDqHyBJ1epwcd5g-h1geJ6CA1KSILbtu0GqNpPppXOwPy75noNgnNVON3ImFl-RhUjy/w640-h482/FB_IMG_1690908340756.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsnwsIGb4IbTns8iba9zd6jWc9OXXwlFstTZ5jEsgDJLQd1smrdVCfaquQ2KEHdcEGZ9KymZ905SGpHutcXXF5f-gI3pH0TWrCoSD0OqQ0_gsOOTp0T_4zgtXAforlDX_ttbulH1ZpxMuzU043zboWza30XWhhoiBW7oKoc29KLmYTXVkw_8skBKyBe7la/s2048/PXL_20230801_122521937.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1638" data-original-width="2048" height="512" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsnwsIGb4IbTns8iba9zd6jWc9OXXwlFstTZ5jEsgDJLQd1smrdVCfaquQ2KEHdcEGZ9KymZ905SGpHutcXXF5f-gI3pH0TWrCoSD0OqQ0_gsOOTp0T_4zgtXAforlDX_ttbulH1ZpxMuzU043zboWza30XWhhoiBW7oKoc29KLmYTXVkw_8skBKyBe7la/w640-h512/PXL_20230801_122521937.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Nici la Omu nu zabovim prea mult. Eu recunosc ca sunt putin mai mult curioasa de modul in care se va simti bicicleta full suspension sub mine pe coborarea lunga ce ne asteapta. Cu ceva sfaturi de la Radu din care mantra e "tine picioarele drepte si lasa bicicleta sa joace sub tine" ajungem repede la jnepenii din Batrana si la fel de repede si in Saua Strunga. A trecut ceva de la ultima coborare spre Moeciu, dar cum azi chiar pare sa ma simt bine, sper sa fie si cu bucurie la capitolul dat la vale. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOLmRsou4FrwdHNe36rxvWDURNryW7gK0SjMYGlifCvnR7UdRm8pIY7yaVaQVU3lBuEX3oI_EQ-ibfp_qqkcD8XEUrXE5hnu6hzJ96Cp-uDHzSYq3c2PnuEKBF3HwM7G_Vte9EpxFxZnLv-38VXKzqYz1o0oL_5yBOm_Q6E-hMIVLWZKXxXA6d15LMVfUg/s2048/PXL_20230801_134141847.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1638" data-original-width="2048" height="512" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOLmRsou4FrwdHNe36rxvWDURNryW7gK0SjMYGlifCvnR7UdRm8pIY7yaVaQVU3lBuEX3oI_EQ-ibfp_qqkcD8XEUrXE5hnu6hzJ96Cp-uDHzSYq3c2PnuEKBF3HwM7G_Vte9EpxFxZnLv-38VXKzqYz1o0oL_5yBOm_Q6E-hMIVLWZKXxXA6d15LMVfUg/w640-h512/PXL_20230801_134141847.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI83aG2dwSNbUYOOx_GFF4jRLuFG0nym_aCuv_8ikn5JdQ33DCLkkU2FuMnowbsOyRiuV7Tdx3vhvkat3cL8N_zBiZccO1Y_bsmmtLp_iPFdic8KpYpNGg2lzEfSZccalOZH590ds-Ybzh-ionoOZNAe4r_hvOnaG-dlgmvDnLggSB7F6qlUbVt__qyhCc/s1080/FB_IMG_1690993529515.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="1080" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI83aG2dwSNbUYOOx_GFF4jRLuFG0nym_aCuv_8ikn5JdQ33DCLkkU2FuMnowbsOyRiuV7Tdx3vhvkat3cL8N_zBiZccO1Y_bsmmtLp_iPFdic8KpYpNGg2lzEfSZccalOZH590ds-Ybzh-ionoOZNAe4r_hvOnaG-dlgmvDnLggSB7F6qlUbVt__qyhCc/w640-h426/FB_IMG_1690993529515.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-4HcT6kceUAVfRvZlzVhFZMeNn7eiTD8-RdxFow7XJE1xwJdrgkfJOp4tp4Cwmjnofyt5aIxpIgEqS8o5b020lZZfqWpVEudQy5yGwtHDeJFVJi1zfZtl_leBcvL3yoiKJHxw9KrGcsMp31xv917Lf3WRpSF62C_4bSMivsraunw4FZkpW0Wp_jNuFQgf/s1080/FB_IMG_1690993539854.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="812" data-original-width="1080" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-4HcT6kceUAVfRvZlzVhFZMeNn7eiTD8-RdxFow7XJE1xwJdrgkfJOp4tp4Cwmjnofyt5aIxpIgEqS8o5b020lZZfqWpVEudQy5yGwtHDeJFVJi1zfZtl_leBcvL3yoiKJHxw9KrGcsMp31xv917Lf3WRpSF62C_4bSMivsraunw4FZkpW0Wp_jNuFQgf/w640-h482/FB_IMG_1690993539854.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglJ5AAGEKFDNnBEZtr06eeHfIreuLsi0dMXgLTUt-pixl9r_ev34G_rYk66y4AvVihWniAlSXym0p-yLlcL9rYRMbFSzjbVijVYtklCW3T6FswsPFoM86savIFTeK1vuDpC0LTekwe9FyBzx4RkIfa_qjqKOv5-Kzh-HEkIRY8PEuFtz0rKT4BQxs_BI7j/s2048/PXL_20230801_145541162.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglJ5AAGEKFDNnBEZtr06eeHfIreuLsi0dMXgLTUt-pixl9r_ev34G_rYk66y4AvVihWniAlSXym0p-yLlcL9rYRMbFSzjbVijVYtklCW3T6FswsPFoM86savIFTeK1vuDpC0LTekwe9FyBzx4RkIfa_qjqKOv5-Kzh-HEkIRY8PEuFtz0rKT4BQxs_BI7j/w640-h426/PXL_20230801_145541162.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Canyon-ul nu dezamageste si desi din Moeciu si pana in Brasov e drum lung, un uragan de spate ne poarta spre casa cu medii orare de 30 km/h si tura se incheie la piata, cu un pepene rosu in sacosa... </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Recunosc ca imi era putin teama dimineata, caci sunt multi kilometrii si putin antrenament. Totusi acel putin antrenament combinat cu experienta altor ture lungi, cu bicicleta mai confortabila si cu vantul de spate de la final au fost ingrediente suficiente cat la final de zi experienta sa fie una suprinzator de placuta. Si cu certitudine, dupa 2 ture Home 2....., acesta pare un format care mi se potriveste si pe care il voi mai repeta (sper eu) si in anii urmatori. Varfuri mai sunt suficiente, atat in Romania, cat si in afara. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Date si track: <a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/9563527438" target="_blank">aici </a></div><div style="font-style: italic;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: right;">
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div>Mihaela Diaconescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03993437870895056323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378569028558677401.post-32483135648735755512023-07-30T15:04:00.001+02:002023-08-05T15:11:00.380+02:00Teleferic Challenge 2023<div style="text-align: justify;"><div><b><i>Intre suferinta la superlativ si placere pe coborari</i></b></div><div><br /></div><div>M-am hotarat pe ultima suta de metri sa particip la Teleferic. Experienta imi spunea ca nu are cum sa iasa bine cu bruma de antrenament pe care o am anul asta si nu eram pregatita nici pentru gustul sarat al transpiratiei, nici pentru sentimentul de nu mai pot/ nu mai vreau/de ce dureaza atat.</div><div><br /></div><div>Recunoasterea de vineri dimineata a plantat si mai multe indoieli, deoarece traseul era foarte ud, pe banda albastra ce leaga drumul de Rasnov de Poiana nu era nicio trasa buna si mi s-a parut o chinuiala inutila.</div><div><br /></div><div>La start plec totusi motivata sa ma lupt, din amintiri, pentru locul 1, in principiu cu Alexandra Cioclu. Ne-am mai intalnit pe la cateva curse de sosea unde merge mult mai bine ca mine. In mod clar, urcarile in care wattii/ kg conteaza vor fi in avantajul ei. Intrebarea mea e doar daca reusesc sa fiu eu considerabil mai buna pe coborari. Cum finishul e in urcare, e evident ca trebuie sa cobor mai bine/ sa merg mai bine pe portiunile tehnice daca vreau sa castig. Si de castigat, vreau sa castig. Doar ca nu stiu daca o sa imi iasa din amintiri....</div><div><br /></div><div>Ma asez la start chiar in spatele Alexandrei. Pe prima urcare e evident ca merge mai bine ca mine. Insa recuperez pe traversarea dintre Bradu si Cariera Veche si pe prima coborare spre Oaban ma pun chiar in spatele ei. Nu presez sa depasesc. Vreau sa vad cum ii iese coborarea, ca sa imi evaluez sansele. Si calculele mele spun ca eu cobor mai bine. Asa ca in primul moment in care Alex greseste trasa, ii spun ca trec in fata. Raman in fata si pe forestier, insa sunt prinsa din urma la urcarea pe Braniste unde mergem un timp impreuna. Depasesc din nou la un moment dat si de acum voi merge privind mereu in urma, lucru care nu imi place in mod deosebit, avand in vedere ca ca sunt mai buna la alergat dupa iepuri decat la a fi iepure...</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOBMY10mhF6o_YYZwuokooFjXh3JFaAotCmA6PJrpMfWBNBeh9Waxvrq5cgfJQBAhnwp-Gw3iG4Kq2SPSd5YEMIBHoUo6Tdy70-YHJchKia8jU_XSetLTVUTisklDek1juOW1OSx8pKOhKiR5AoDQtzU-Om90uWDeek1Awjyw5j3SG19kHnQ32Lv8jPkrB/s1600/rgt3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1067" data-original-width="1600" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOBMY10mhF6o_YYZwuokooFjXh3JFaAotCmA6PJrpMfWBNBeh9Waxvrq5cgfJQBAhnwp-Gw3iG4Kq2SPSd5YEMIBHoUo6Tdy70-YHJchKia8jU_XSetLTVUTisklDek1juOW1OSx8pKOhKiR5AoDQtzU-Om90uWDeek1Awjyw5j3SG19kHnQ32Lv8jPkrB/w640-h426/rgt3.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Prima trecere pe Braniste</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>Totusi valea ce leaga drumul de Rasnov de Poiana este esentiala, pentru ca e un teren mai tehnic decat orice altceva de pe traseu si ar trebui sa il fructific in favoarea mea. La recunoastere am fost praf pe aici. Acum merge mai bine, pentru ca e marcat si trasa e evidenta. Mai pun piciorul jos pe ici pe colo, dar imi si ies multe bucati lungi prin albie, din care vineri nu am inteles nimic. Ajung pe partia Stadion si ma uit in urma dupa tricoul albastru al Alexandrei care nu se vede. Asta e bine, insa riscul cel mare acum vine, caci in tura 2 se strange deja oboseala si e mult mai usor sa iti pierzi focusul si sa lasi pedala.</div><div><br /></div><div>Focusul il pierd prima data pe scurta coborare spre forestierul de la Oaban, pe care, la prima tura, am executat-o impecabil. Acum, furata de ideea ca full-ul asta poate sa mearga fain la vale, intru prea tare pe bucata de off-camber, franez prea tare cu spatele si ma opresc cu genunchiul in malul drept. Fara mari pagube o iau din loc si tot forestierul il urc cam singura. Dupa primul lap descopar ca toate coborarile sunt mult mai faine pe bicicleta asta, si cum antrenament pe urcare nici nu prea am, ma suprind pe mine asteptans coborarile si intrebandu-ma de ce e atat de putina coborare in concursul asta. </div><div>Branistea merge mediocru, o prind din urma pe Adriana Neaga si mai facem conversatie. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz7CFRUAZmvdHLHkp3QwxbZG_W7H7sF4N_U334yYH9psJbU8WCOb143prDJzwgNadWYctiL6JYSyTAq_ZUzAVuEWQ8QVY9kysb3BxI-k_tR43XihVyaD5ayuFW6D40-2XKnWw4K-aB8YGIfDD96yrm6ako86vhBT5Z7clm82iTyw_W6p8O-2vr4HkviKgP/s1600/valea%20plangerii.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1067" data-original-width="1600" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz7CFRUAZmvdHLHkp3QwxbZG_W7H7sF4N_U334yYH9psJbU8WCOb143prDJzwgNadWYctiL6JYSyTAq_ZUzAVuEWQ8QVY9kysb3BxI-k_tR43XihVyaD5ayuFW6D40-2XKnWw4K-aB8YGIfDD96yrm6ako86vhBT5Z7clm82iTyw_W6p8O-2vr4HkviKgP/w640-h426/valea%20plangerii.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjHRL0DGeW_lffUftXFQfT5KbQfFumvHp54PRX_LzYdrwmI1wFLagv0Xbaf8ApN6HQC3K8Aw0Y8GgCqRhu91WF0BtEJLAdB9yfSIX_eUJiuzA8jK7TqrjXUYBz7bHMwRm0TFPrMfJJRMajQjdyE3MBy0rPOe8xWMVv2FE-plCqg-TY9zmg-o0lvC8Vpz12/s1600/358152442_834598358067217_1270484683375794985_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1067" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjHRL0DGeW_lffUftXFQfT5KbQfFumvHp54PRX_LzYdrwmI1wFLagv0Xbaf8ApN6HQC3K8Aw0Y8GgCqRhu91WF0BtEJLAdB9yfSIX_eUJiuzA8jK7TqrjXUYBz7bHMwRm0TFPrMfJJRMajQjdyE3MBy0rPOe8xWMVv2FE-plCqg-TY9zmg-o0lvC8Vpz12/w426-h640/358152442_834598358067217_1270484683375794985_n.jpg" width="426" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Al doilea tur pe Valea Plangerii</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div>Mergem impreuna si pe valea ce da spre Telescaunul Lupului si trec in fata abia pe ultimile gaturi. Oricum nu conteaza, suntem la categorii diferite si chiar nu as vrea sa mai dau o tura... Ajung la finis cu un timp prost comparativ cu anul trecut si urmaresc putin daca vin Alexandra sau Radu, insa pe sub poarta e destul de liniste. Aveam sa aflu la premiere ca Alexandra a avut probleme cu schimbatorul, asa ca gap-ul dintre noi e departe de cel real, in conditii obisnuite de cursa. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4VUevIMNpoqdVesK57w24qW_EcJ9N9ANnJxfef2A9CW06LBeJf9fzAMsUidY2ccx-8nuGA_0orni874RCSYm3KmleqgSsK2VdrLoFRkZm7chrb-E3uGFemNJTKd6ldOdimrgKNQQsylsDSxL06shrcqm9j7yhbx2xFSxNeoIKwISYcLvBdL3W5eS9g6mb/s1021/FB_IMG_1690650075510.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="918" data-original-width="1021" height="576" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4VUevIMNpoqdVesK57w24qW_EcJ9N9ANnJxfef2A9CW06LBeJf9fzAMsUidY2ccx-8nuGA_0orni874RCSYm3KmleqgSsK2VdrLoFRkZm7chrb-E3uGFemNJTKd6ldOdimrgKNQQsylsDSxL06shrcqm9j7yhbx2xFSxNeoIKwISYcLvBdL3W5eS9g6mb/w640-h576/FB_IMG_1690650075510.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9IolgrzUa7VN9Z022MOdDvvQjcn5EF-F9UUPhGaZyOtkgCnPBt8RwXaNfTnHAaSY9jlY01IWv2GplEyC9RIqOawYJT8m6BkQnD7yDoCKwLtIr2wo6O6YxRpPt4-d5R3ohIXxGXfsjr4fnkW7-EsUjEbGJJUuib_xnnQSLwVvePxKNWE738YEcjUbeUAlS/s1600/rgt2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1066" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9IolgrzUa7VN9Z022MOdDvvQjcn5EF-F9UUPhGaZyOtkgCnPBt8RwXaNfTnHAaSY9jlY01IWv2GplEyC9RIqOawYJT8m6BkQnD7yDoCKwLtIr2wo6O6YxRpPt4-d5R3ohIXxGXfsjr4fnkW7-EsUjEbGJJUuib_xnnQSLwVvePxKNWE738YEcjUbeUAlS/w426-h640/rgt2.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjZ90NByzbZhG7mLb4G7HUdzqYyqbvnAky1KWi397WLTAG0GVeW8XEi109cgJAidcWKewYjjq5fuE0ntkLnAe8dKZ1JVPoriVjWh-LCKk-NPE5IiflOe9JLsVT52pRt81Fjqer8cE0h2G0c9FY_1CcAP8r-t0c_CE0d7jtwDru-SS22fn04tMx5sEHCXy4/s1600/rgt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1067" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjZ90NByzbZhG7mLb4G7HUdzqYyqbvnAky1KWi397WLTAG0GVeW8XEi109cgJAidcWKewYjjq5fuE0ntkLnAe8dKZ1JVPoriVjWh-LCKk-NPE5IiflOe9JLsVT52pRt81Fjqer8cE0h2G0c9FY_1CcAP8r-t0c_CE0d7jtwDru-SS22fn04tMx5sEHCXy4/w426-h640/rgt.jpg" width="426" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">In ordine, ultima urcare, finish si premiere</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>Ma intreb iar si iar ce sa fac cu urmatoarea cursa si unde sa gasesc entuziasmul si disciplina de a iesi la antrenamente...Poate ma ajuta saptamana asta, care incepe, care se anunta a fi o saptamana plina de ture interesante, caci asa se pune problema la noi cand pleaca copilul in tabara :). </div><div><br /></div><div>Update. Nu m-a ajutat. In afara de o tura epica cu Radu, in rest am socializat si am lucrat...</div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">Foto: Bogdan Popa, Ana Georgescu, Bogdan Alecu</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>Mihaela Diaconescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03993437870895056323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378569028558677401.post-13352829155204956962023-07-25T17:34:00.002+02:002023-08-05T15:16:39.744+02:00Lasa-ma sa te duc pe munte<div style="text-align: justify;"><div>Atunci cand ziua se preschimba in noapte si noaptea in zi.</div><div><br /></div><div>Lasa-ma sa te duc pe munte intr-o dupa-amiaza de vara, ce ii urmeaza unei dimineti ploioase.</div><div><br /></div><div>Ai incredere in cei 20 de ani de mers pe munte pe care ii am in spate, cand iti spun ca ploaia va primeni aerul si lumina, deloc arsa, se va strecura prin vitraliul cerului de vara.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl5pIY3wb4p6QPQpaTOL00as0m8GTxf_I3Ak8d5uzkEwijl300iYov8UNiISEB3yL5sWPdC7_GPwxyiBMfxIiuYTwCBFEcTmmYTj_CLH7T1H1fUeyQcMmf5FGmvxcCeZh3cY9n1pCepZUjTgwJHRr8J8NjjhU4K2nWC8jNyZdBhNN6gLGnyWyTbJfJMeOC/s3648/IMG_20230723_194017.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl5pIY3wb4p6QPQpaTOL00as0m8GTxf_I3Ak8d5uzkEwijl300iYov8UNiISEB3yL5sWPdC7_GPwxyiBMfxIiuYTwCBFEcTmmYTj_CLH7T1H1fUeyQcMmf5FGmvxcCeZh3cY9n1pCepZUjTgwJHRr8J8NjjhU4K2nWC8jNyZdBhNN6gLGnyWyTbJfJMeOC/w640-h480/IMG_20230723_194017.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div>Lasa-ma sa te duc pe munte atunci cand in oras betonul dogoreste a vara, caci la 2000 m, vei gasi cu siguranta racoarea, iar seara, intalnirea cu sacul de puf te va bucura.</div><div><br /></div><div>Lasa-ma sa te duc pe munte cand toata lumea coboara si nu lua seama la privirile lor mirate, caci ei nu stiu cat spectacol e in ultimile ore ale zilei.</div><div><br /></div><div>Nu lua nici tu seama la muzica ce rasuna din telefoane, pe post de sperietoare de ursi. Sus, pe munte, acolo unde conteaza va fi liniste. Si nu vor fi nici ursi.</div><div><br /></div><div>Lasa-ma sa te incurajez cand poteca spre cabana iti pare lunga si monotona. In Valea Malaesti vei uita efortul. Ochii vor privi la zidurile de conglomerat ce inchid pragurile glaciare ca un cleste si se vor intreba pe unde e calea de iesire. Urmeaza-ma, caci eu o stiu bine, am batut-o de multe ori si la deal si la vale<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVVBmmU6yzDJ_onSNBIDzc0iBwZHHE2LBDEBmdpGEM-3gmcw4s4p7HOeAFhTpl7B_M0QirHA4rSiZJst2jk7MFqp9LYl8bUH0cuqwdr_zZmV86E0Dm0FslMyvlzkG7C6EzGaeh6cPou5CldND40E4dozMTx8woBgKDYoPml8szkj1F3z2H_6IZ_WCrJsVF/s5120/IMG_20230723_182430_edit_699729371157290.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5120" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVVBmmU6yzDJ_onSNBIDzc0iBwZHHE2LBDEBmdpGEM-3gmcw4s4p7HOeAFhTpl7B_M0QirHA4rSiZJst2jk7MFqp9LYl8bUH0cuqwdr_zZmV86E0Dm0FslMyvlzkG7C6EzGaeh6cPou5CldND40E4dozMTx8woBgKDYoPml8szkj1F3z2H_6IZ_WCrJsVF/w640-h480/IMG_20230723_182430_edit_699729371157290.jpg" width="640" /></a></div></div><div><br /></div><div>Lasa-ma sa te duc pe munte cand caprele negre naparlesc. Ti se vor parea uratele, dar numai asa le vei aprecia frumusetea in pragul iernii.</div><div><br /></div><div>Lasa-ma sa te asez in iarba si sa iti fac poza. Tie cu Bucsoiul la orizont, in lumina orei 19.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQkuvZWEt1qGdRlnxm6m1NSdDAoAdRlGQnNX36_wxfcksG_7dNCddvC967Yjqtr1ckGAbcmebCfkr5pw5rFiSYzGHBQXgCHO4r6cBIKU5CXu1JJEpEXdcw6M1IymlOIzCOfjV7E8c1CPD4ucDYMXrUT6NMU1X2YnM8856C8C1XRoM4duxO_3SnjY7VCfJx/s5120/IMG_20230723_192758.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5120" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQkuvZWEt1qGdRlnxm6m1NSdDAoAdRlGQnNX36_wxfcksG_7dNCddvC967Yjqtr1ckGAbcmebCfkr5pw5rFiSYzGHBQXgCHO4r6cBIKU5CXu1JJEpEXdcw6M1IymlOIzCOfjV7E8c1CPD4ucDYMXrUT6NMU1X2YnM8856C8C1XRoM4duxO_3SnjY7VCfJx/w640-h480/IMG_20230723_192758.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Lasa-ma sa iti conduc ochii printre florile de iulie. Vei fi uimit cate culori poate ascunde iarba.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEEnE1xDapWfpxZTT0K5Fgw9LEY0yHk1o6cHs2uy3ICfbZ8cKoi4Q1s6ITsvVY7g6OQ4AyeetaIHmBtGJmEdzjdwvXg4PVkaY7VNZ83relpP9pl7PFq18bL1WeBp6Y2ZIpHFosd8NwEWcwioLBMEWACaXldnST4ZV_6pd3z_JppyNz6gd8gFrz3cHxEJcj/s3648/IMG_20230723_180121.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEEnE1xDapWfpxZTT0K5Fgw9LEY0yHk1o6cHs2uy3ICfbZ8cKoi4Q1s6ITsvVY7g6OQ4AyeetaIHmBtGJmEdzjdwvXg4PVkaY7VNZ83relpP9pl7PFq18bL1WeBp6Y2ZIpHFosd8NwEWcwioLBMEWACaXldnST4ZV_6pd3z_JppyNz6gd8gFrz3cHxEJcj/w640-h480/IMG_20230723_180121.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQLTWmZEq23njUqgc4UDmHyoap0hJmKxUckiTo9itY7AWbOiPCDSkpIy1cFlZBZ1LZxKBpQih9hOOUd5Cj8IJgIRUrpRSIc18nW7MNR5IbjMSXhtLvpqwJHa7PhKjWoHxmPb-mKY_mZE8I-s_JGGpdzng_wQLryTFUczzY0kQpu72EtYrCNxsNru6WGGg-/s3648/IMG_20230723_203511.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3648" data-original-width="2736" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQLTWmZEq23njUqgc4UDmHyoap0hJmKxUckiTo9itY7AWbOiPCDSkpIy1cFlZBZ1LZxKBpQih9hOOUd5Cj8IJgIRUrpRSIc18nW7MNR5IbjMSXhtLvpqwJHa7PhKjWoHxmPb-mKY_mZE8I-s_JGGpdzng_wQLryTFUczzY0kQpu72EtYrCNxsNru6WGGg-/w480-h640/IMG_20230723_203511.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Lasa-ma sa te duc pe creste si cand e ceata ori vant, caci asa vei aprecia adapostul refugiului.</div><div><br /></div><div>Lasa-ma sa iti arat locurile mele secrete de cort, cu iarba moale, precum o saltea de puf.</div><div><br /></div><div>Lasa-ma sa iti arat cat de buna poate fi o supa instant atunci cand iti este frig. </div><div><br /></div><div>Lasa-ma sa te duc pe munte cand muntele e gol, nu ai semnal si nu ai nimic mai bun de facut in afara de a-ti asculta gandurile.</div><div><br /></div><div>Lasa-ma sa te scol la rasarit. Promit sa te astept in usa refugiului cu o cafea si o prajitura, cele mai bune mancate vreodata, caci doar le-am carat in spate cale de 4 ore si 1600 de metri.</div><div><br /></div><div>Urmeaza-ma pe coborarea abrupta si nu te intreba de ce am ales toboganul acesta de verdeata. Uneori pur si simplu nu avem de ales.</div><div><br /></div><div>Si mai lasa-ma sa te duc iar si iar pe munte. In munti tineri si batrani, munti vechi si munti noi si invata sa le asculti povestile, sa le citesti culorile si sa le auzi sunetele. Caci dupa fiecare astfel de intalnire, te vei intoarce imbogatit de frumos. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiabOU2itSdCGTNBrwx1lP7Ob2SDl9-H7AP3TIcdUJQYNw5FA8A-IDLeKkTxsnC7Vt7QCDxppZrtdDAy3211OdUsdxzQULBS9xPn8QuYVSpFNBRIYTibd4RNH08NccL28rQj2KexgvNVVkGHh4QHZVOVvJgyOPWo9PlwxKTFuVnxSe2Ch9TlMDmwLc08jb1/s3648/IMG_20230723_200111.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiabOU2itSdCGTNBrwx1lP7Ob2SDl9-H7AP3TIcdUJQYNw5FA8A-IDLeKkTxsnC7Vt7QCDxppZrtdDAy3211OdUsdxzQULBS9xPn8QuYVSpFNBRIYTibd4RNH08NccL28rQj2KexgvNVVkGHh4QHZVOVvJgyOPWo9PlwxKTFuVnxSe2Ch9TlMDmwLc08jb1/w640-h480/IMG_20230723_200111.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div>Un jurnal scris in pauzele unei ture de duminica dupa-amiaza, dupa ploaie, spre Malaesti-Omu-Tiganesti.</div></div>Mihaela Diaconescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03993437870895056323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378569028558677401.post-59853160934775270622023-07-17T15:39:00.004+02:002023-08-07T04:55:34.178+02:00Home2Moldoveanu<div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Ideea de a ajunge de acasa pana pe Moldoveanu a aparut acum 2 ani de zile cred, <a href="https://amintiridinmunti.blogspot.com/2021/07/sea2home.html" target="_blank">dupa o tura Constanta-Brasov cu cursiera</a>. Atunci mi-am zis ca nu vad nimic atragator in pedalatul prin Campia Romana la 33 de grade. Ca imi place formatul, dar as incerca ceva mai ….montan. Si un drum de acasa si pana pe cel mai intalt varf al tarii parea un proiect interesant. Ceva de anduranta, insa cu mult munte. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Pana anul acesta, formatul la care ma gandeam era: Brasov-Balea cu cursiera si apoi hike. Discutiile cu Radu si tura lui Alin de anul acesta mi-au deschis insa ochii si mi-am dat seama ca nu are niciun sens sa merg pe sub munte pana la Balea, ca sa ma intorc apoi, la hike, pe creasta, spre Moldoveanu si am ramas la 2 variante diferite: una cu mtb-ul pana la Sambata si apoi hike pe creasta si una cu cursiera pana in Vistea si de acolo hike pe Valea Vistei. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Apoi m-am apucat sa imi caut partenere de tura. Si spre suprinderea mea am gasit cateva fete carora idea asta le-a aprins imaginatia. Nu ma deranja nici daca mergeam singura, dar stiu ca asemenea aventuri e fain sa fie si impartite. Poate singur esti mai rapid si de multe ori imi place sa merg singura pe munte. Alteori insa nu ai chef sa stai 15 ore doar tu cu gandurile tale. Plus ca e mai greu sa iti faci poze singur 😊 . Doar intamplarea a facut ca prima tentativa sa fie pe mtb si aici am facut echipa cu Elena. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJNMA3KATE1bxlPQ4M_bNSa4T4sg0iscY8mvVj1kgI3lof6o5uhPvu1by8RJzIr_oUwQNoKDKgOx5imh2M2zo6BM-zBulI427cy0N4uPAX8zG78uMJZ5EpoeHKEPYqHDlh12OsRwiZojYglGOeQXxMHR-m-BDFDLSUFnWjAO9oPZWT7GJHs_ogjjrn02Te/s3648/IMG_20230717_144451_edit_516873591340400.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJNMA3KATE1bxlPQ4M_bNSa4T4sg0iscY8mvVj1kgI3lof6o5uhPvu1by8RJzIr_oUwQNoKDKgOx5imh2M2zo6BM-zBulI427cy0N4uPAX8zG78uMJZ5EpoeHKEPYqHDlh12OsRwiZojYglGOeQXxMHR-m-BDFDLSUFnWjAO9oPZWT7GJHs_ogjjrn02Te/w640-h480/IMG_20230717_144451_edit_516873591340400.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">In creasta Fagarasului, croindu-ne drum spre Vistea Mare</td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Experienta altor ture de anduranta m-a invatat ca aici nu fitness-ul e esential, ci planificarea. O planificare buna creste sansele de reusita. Si cand zic planificare, ma refer la a te gandi putin la toate aspectele care tin de: </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><ul><li><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Alegerea zilei in functie de prognoza, temperaturi, vant. </span></span></li><li><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Alimentatia. Pentru mine, ceea ce functioneaza este un amestec de mancare solida si batoane/ geluri si o alternanta sarat, acru, dulce. </span></span></li><li><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Bagajul. Am ales ca pentru partea de bicicleta sa imi car tot bagajul de hike intr-un drybag fixat pe ghidon, astfel incat sa ma bucur de un spate ventilat si aerisit. Aveam suficient timp sa transpir in Fagaras. </span></span></li><li><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Retragerea. Mi-am dat seama ca obiectivul e doar sa ajung prin forte proprii de acasa pana pe Moldoveanu. Nu mi-am propus nimic legat de drumul de intoarcere, ceea ce insemna ca nu voi avea presiunea timpului. </span></span></li><li><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Time-ingul sau impartirea turei in etape mai mici si o estimare realista dar motivanta a timpilor. </span></span></li></ul><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD0o9Gm1-JYL6H5uks-TpApkYQH1ZiHSt0nlbT6SCMvoI-1RLQ2tCRQQau49prwJw_1zlEp7o8Usjm3WIPozTMI2DIbhS_lrVeaOW2Ojz0EdJ9gpSGF5sw7X0o5JexjCMZauy3A8Bxs5fNQpEtp05S3xcHAU0GsbRH1lmGSJl-hhU-EI9smdPAwlIgHDlN/s3648/IMG_20230717_044857.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3648" data-original-width="2736" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD0o9Gm1-JYL6H5uks-TpApkYQH1ZiHSt0nlbT6SCMvoI-1RLQ2tCRQQau49prwJw_1zlEp7o8Usjm3WIPozTMI2DIbhS_lrVeaOW2Ojz0EdJ9gpSGF5sw7X0o5JexjCMZauy3A8Bxs5fNQpEtp05S3xcHAU0GsbRH1lmGSJl-hhU-EI9smdPAwlIgHDlN/w480-h640/IMG_20230717_044857.jpg" width="480" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ok, poate exista chestii mai sanatoase, <br />dar cafeaua aia e esentiala pentru un start la ora 5</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9E7Vlwttw18deqBby3hLc2U7jUyq-qqmtG84iCcHRo7hslJg9P_YBg0mi32WfZKU012lGcETkW2esRMLlbYLF5KUuCAJsDvoCQtPtkyNXMb2-lq36DaZ6G8Bv45ToytwB4tHOHMq6b_Z5Psv48Ndo7AKuAroiS7mgs4lkGb9tjtHyRc8hYpdgOGpPveEA/s3376/IMG_20230717_062224_edit_487452433343847.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3376" data-original-width="2736" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9E7Vlwttw18deqBby3hLc2U7jUyq-qqmtG84iCcHRo7hslJg9P_YBg0mi32WfZKU012lGcETkW2esRMLlbYLF5KUuCAJsDvoCQtPtkyNXMb2-lq36DaZ6G8Bv45ToytwB4tHOHMq6b_Z5Psv48Ndo7AKuAroiS7mgs4lkGb9tjtHyRc8hYpdgOGpPveEA/w518-h640/IMG_20230717_062224_edit_487452433343847.jpg" width="518" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> Bagajul meu pentru o zi intreaga in sa si pe munte</td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Cum ziua planificata se anunta a fi una calduroasa, un start matinal era imperios necesar. Rasaritul ne prinde la intrarea in Rasnov. Coborarea de la Holbav spre Sinca trece pe nesimtite si desi aerul rece imi face pielea de gaina, rezist tentatiei de a ma imbraca si incerc sa ma bucur de racoarea diminetii. Intuiesc ca peste 5 ore, pe creasta Fagarasului, o sa ii duc dorul. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Pe asfaltul intr-o usoara coborare dintre Paltinul si Sinca Veche, viteze care incep cu +30 de km/h devin o obisnuinta si kilometrii trec pe nesimtite pe langa mine. Mananc la ora fixa, beau regulat. Efortul de pana acum nici nu s-a simtit si desi, atunci cand facem stanga spre Recea viteza scade, sunt totusi in elementul meu. Planificasem o pauza de realimentare in Recea, deoarece stiam de la Radu ca in Lisa s-ar putea sa nu fie magazin/ sa nu fie deschis si calculasem 3 ore de acasa pana in Recea. Am facut 2h57 😊, de unde pot sa deduc ca ma pricep tare bine la calcule. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNK2NZnOC914TmzKvdgnrbX8V1xrs_9-49c4uhL7deQRqwKMAq20Z9hYxuWWo8nXqOYbzCv1D9NPALtxJhehm9FxVNKAu2HRMDZXN30VCqi50I9_AbaBXHPETcWzZIrQVerop8HFbeQJeWNki3IVfo7S8fuflNA6KUV7PNcpCgcdyYznhgzQGUEcZScLeY/s5120/IMG_20230717_084432.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5120" data-original-width="3840" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNK2NZnOC914TmzKvdgnrbX8V1xrs_9-49c4uhL7deQRqwKMAq20Z9hYxuWWo8nXqOYbzCv1D9NPALtxJhehm9FxVNKAu2HRMDZXN30VCqi50I9_AbaBXHPETcWzZIrQVerop8HFbeQJeWNki3IVfo7S8fuflNA6KUV7PNcpCgcdyYznhgzQGUEcZScLeY/w480-h640/IMG_20230717_084432.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlqKcGB_5wPBn07y2WfuCgzinBlDgflN9HurwsK2Mz-P-B0wcjFDkNgbgTKJtKVG4iGV_hGhAhSwLOrcRqtv8u125XWWQdODu1zjSHaPaFq9kqyGzOQcGecfWl5tTUBiP_mWXjEb6s-cmwy1YxTSTiJHepV1ZMSEIcqlqslxpL6Lsv29LfRSWbW1sieVq6/s715/Screenshot%202023-08-05%20163818.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="491" data-original-width="715" height="440" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlqKcGB_5wPBn07y2WfuCgzinBlDgflN9HurwsK2Mz-P-B0wcjFDkNgbgTKJtKVG4iGV_hGhAhSwLOrcRqtv8u125XWWQdODu1zjSHaPaFq9kqyGzOQcGecfWl5tTUBiP_mWXjEb6s-cmwy1YxTSTiJHepV1ZMSEIcqlqslxpL6Lsv29LfRSWbW1sieVq6/w640-h440/Screenshot%202023-08-05%20163818.png" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">2h57 real, 3 h planificat. Destul de bine</td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Din Lisa intram in teren necunoscut pentru mine, deoarece chiar nu aveam nicio referinta pentru legatura dintre Lisa si Complex Sambata. Descoperim insa un drum secundar pustiu, pe care ne permitem sa mergem in paralel si sa stam la povesti. Asfaltul ne poarta pana in varful unei mici urcari care ne apare si pe profil, asa ca mai scutim un efort si nu pot sa zic ca imi pare rau. O sa avem timp suficient sa strangem elevatie spre cabana Sambata si apoi spre creasta Fagarasului. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Pentru Elena urcarea spre cabana e probabil crux-ul mental al traseului. Pentru mine, tot ce tine de bicicleta e familiar si fara stres, asa ca ma bucur doar de racoarea de pe vale. Orice minut in plus de umbra si racoare este apreciat, caci ziua e lunga si tura asta e compusa din mai mult trekking si mai putina bicicleta decat imi place mie. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Cu toate astea ne tinem destul de bine de plan. De fapt ne-am cam incadrat in plan cu toti timpii intermediari, plus minus 30 de minute. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilSP2tgxoLEYoC2P8hbcvsBe-DqBMAC1HxzVRmIiyqEUL4MKz8xINYnnhVE60wWGZfgAmo3CGFeZFRG8N0nZ8Q3WxxzwyHXgVmgHljhvxJYU0w9Hn-qw6WbA07m3TU7xk73YgsvZNFAfCIEsBYKexzJD7bcui-rVcSFFcbtN3r0NZchTCZgiIu6vJd6Alm/s3648/IMG_20230717_104449.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilSP2tgxoLEYoC2P8hbcvsBe-DqBMAC1HxzVRmIiyqEUL4MKz8xINYnnhVE60wWGZfgAmo3CGFeZFRG8N0nZ8Q3WxxzwyHXgVmgHljhvxJYU0w9Hn-qw6WbA07m3TU7xk73YgsvZNFAfCIEsBYKexzJD7bcui-rVcSFFcbtN3r0NZchTCZgiIu6vJd6Alm/w640-h480/IMG_20230717_104449.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqisMrdXzcwOpOCBTioJcwemoVqAGrkjS41iG0IcgU3x3CacJsDCekebRSKyqMPBwsCsOSePxcRG--anlH0tN962XFvG5z172BbWkJOjhnn8_ycKblfjd2OnoL8KGZW7B9H3I1mNYdun_I7RUxeS4vsoZXEBhuvzZtYczKvMHH-MVBJBlP5m8-ohCWwiD_/s3648/IMG_20230717_105146_edit_487538229516751.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3648" data-original-width="2736" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqisMrdXzcwOpOCBTioJcwemoVqAGrkjS41iG0IcgU3x3CacJsDCekebRSKyqMPBwsCsOSePxcRG--anlH0tN962XFvG5z172BbWkJOjhnn8_ycKblfjd2OnoL8KGZW7B9H3I1mNYdun_I7RUxeS4vsoZXEBhuvzZtYczKvMHH-MVBJBlP5m8-ohCWwiD_/w480-h640/IMG_20230717_105146_edit_487538229516751.jpg" width="480" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pe Valea Sambetei</td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">La cabana facem o pauza de 10-15 minute cat pentru 2 cola, legat biciclete si trecut prin transformarea biker-hiker.Si de acum incepe greul pentru mine, caci anul asta nu am strans in nicio tura de hike 2000 m in picioare. Nici macar nu am fost pe aproape de cifra asta...Totusi picioarele se simt inca usoare si platul ce ne poarta 10 minute pe firul vaii trece ca prin vis. Pana la urma ajung sa ii dau betele mele Elenei, caci avea mai multa nevoie de ele si eu zburd in fata, incercand sa dau din gura cat de mult pot, cat sa ii distrag atentia de la faptul ca e greu. Intr-o tura de 15 ore, fiecare din noi avem momentele noastre de slabiciune. Ele vin si pleaca. Mi se pare esential insa sa existe dorinta de a continua, caci daca dorinta ea acolo, cu putin strans din dinti, sentimentul general se schimba, greul nu mai pare asa de greu si tura se duce usor, usor la bun sfarsit. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjvLMqcoCFxKP6kjz96ooXYshAall2E_cyDc_6yLGLZMmmkscmd8D1wNdLgpiqJLQYsKtK-TEdPfKf8Aq1qGXz0xDp2p1Vs4HNoEFTLh43wRfPaaZR8cMF7pK0b5d1sptSJ8LRmOtLBlA0PtS8FuiWpQAfuj3Jd0b0hxTp-s_5tEpxBwMOLMcnAivnAZdw/s3648/IMG_20230717_124431.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3648" data-original-width="2736" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjvLMqcoCFxKP6kjz96ooXYshAall2E_cyDc_6yLGLZMmmkscmd8D1wNdLgpiqJLQYsKtK-TEdPfKf8Aq1qGXz0xDp2p1Vs4HNoEFTLh43wRfPaaZR8cMF7pK0b5d1sptSJ8LRmOtLBlA0PtS8FuiWpQAfuj3Jd0b0hxTp-s_5tEpxBwMOLMcnAivnAZdw/w480-h640/IMG_20230717_124431.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></div>Tot stand la povesti (si eu la poze) ajungem in Fereastra Mare unde facem o scurta pauza. Cum sunt in priza, prefer sa nu ma asez, caci nu imi e clar cum o sa ma simt dupa ce o sa ma ridic. Va fi singura pauza pana in Portita Vistei. Varfurile nu trec nici greu nici usor. Nu imi vine sa ma bucur de nicio coborare, caci stiu ca o voi urca la intoarcere. Nu imi vine sa ma bucur de nicio urcare lunga, deoarece stiu ca o voi cobori la intoarcere, cand picioarele imi vor fi deja obosite. Ma bucur insa infinit de toate florile din poteca si de ultimele urme de zapada. Fagarasul arata inca tanar, cu flori roz la butoniera, chipes tare cu toate lacurile ce sclipesc vesele, si proaspat de la toata zapada ce s-a topit de curand. In ultimii ani am ajuns in Fagaras mereu toamna, cand muntele se galbejeste, precum un batran mancat de boala. Dar acum e altfel. E carnos, fructos, plin de seva si imi place asa cum e acum. Atat de mult incat imi propun ca intr-un alt an sa incerc un Sea2Moldoveanu in iunie, cand e ziua cea mai lunga si zapada mai pregeta putin pe sus. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Pauzele de poze nu sunt multe si nici dese si din acest punct de vedere e mai simplu sa mergi in echipa, caci ai mereu un subiect in cadru, chiar si atunci cand poate nu e incadrarea perfecta (caci doar nu o sa intrerupi ritmul bun de mers de dragul artei...). </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">In Portita Vistei imi amintesc clar ca am mancat ultimul lucru sarat pe care il aveam (o bucata de pizza), contempland la o punga de Haribo acrisori pe care am omis sa o pun in planul de nutritie pentru tura asta... </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Urcarea pana pe Vistea nu e asa de apriga pe cat ne asteptam si pe Moldoveanu e relativ liniste. Nu avem chiar exclusivitate, dar nu e nici pelerinajul din weekend. Ne-a luat 10 ore de acasa pana pe Moldoveanu. Nu stiu daca a fost mult sau putin. O sa revin si in varianta pe Valea Vistei, ca sa vad care este mai rapida. Intuitia imi spune ca varianta prin Vistea e mai usoara din punct de vedere a diferentei de nivel de acoperit, insa pana nu pun picioarele la treaba, nu ma hazardez sa trag concluzii. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbEFIuVXcGEnm0qtj6hHgrQKrQptdRUt_zu3X2TbuR7ecUBTJOiuYaPqp4eC6Yy6VnxEZnUHDrjU5jJWvmY_s4-E9bxTpIT_e5TctcesnlOfpY5y2uPuXqYDMEl0R6iMXQPU2eiN_PmGHCNo3S2sLvNKT310--kEypzW5C6M1q7LOsF5ZQv-HExA_nTRD4/s3648/IMG_20230717_155500.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3648" data-original-width="2736" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbEFIuVXcGEnm0qtj6hHgrQKrQptdRUt_zu3X2TbuR7ecUBTJOiuYaPqp4eC6Yy6VnxEZnUHDrjU5jJWvmY_s4-E9bxTpIT_e5TctcesnlOfpY5y2uPuXqYDMEl0R6iMXQPU2eiN_PmGHCNo3S2sLvNKT310--kEypzW5C6M1q7LOsF5ZQv-HExA_nTRD4/w480-h640/IMG_20230717_155500.jpg" width="480" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">4h27 real vs 5 ore in planificare</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYpf87YxhJlihYenGYwGig6XHTDhaeADvtFruZ7R1BJlpB3Ro114DnvhtuwfbeP_GpPjsDMT7EOlLTigY52sh-HOYYtblEFd7dwywCSsX-ERU2cYtXS5udw8ikUZTDwVeJBdWmEA7RSOd5cc_fppaaDihu3wh2nexaGPmXvMQekU9ZXBzcy-jucgf5g1G4/s3648/IMG_20230717_155133_edit_517037036829958.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3648" data-original-width="2736" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYpf87YxhJlihYenGYwGig6XHTDhaeADvtFruZ7R1BJlpB3Ro114DnvhtuwfbeP_GpPjsDMT7EOlLTigY52sh-HOYYtblEFd7dwywCSsX-ERU2cYtXS5udw8ikUZTDwVeJBdWmEA7RSOd5cc_fppaaDihu3wh2nexaGPmXvMQekU9ZXBzcy-jucgf5g1G4/w480-h640/IMG_20230717_155133_edit_517037036829958.jpg" width="480" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mission accomplished</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimK8JmgRtj0qE3RVv64FDoVCHLZjIIFbmkYpCVFkLDG-cpfBUE_4dH318zK2VLmVHEp10-6aDYk4o69kynXE4qn_X44Ws_PE-uHcmuXqMXxrFEvLll5-ftd1DNNZQxi3gSMXZKkV4xfn4IIgMrjLmjQlbgr1GI44CgSIvusB37r3_OmIyLu3VgGbeijAJc/s3648/IMG_20230717_155721.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3648" data-original-width="2736" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimK8JmgRtj0qE3RVv64FDoVCHLZjIIFbmkYpCVFkLDG-cpfBUE_4dH318zK2VLmVHEp10-6aDYk4o69kynXE4qn_X44Ws_PE-uHcmuXqMXxrFEvLll5-ftd1DNNZQxi3gSMXZKkV4xfn4IIgMrjLmjQlbgr1GI44CgSIvusB37r3_OmIyLu3VgGbeijAJc/w480-h640/IMG_20230717_155721.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></div>Dau comanda la Radu sa imi cumpere carne si primesc bonus si un pepene. Carne cu pepene, e clar combinatia campionilor. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Pe drumul de intoarcere spre Fereastra Mare a Sambetei se mai asterne si linsitea. E nevoie de putina rabdare, a scazut si entuziasmul pentru poze, a inceput sa se stranga si oboseala, parca nu mai am tragere de inima sa pun mereu in picior in fata altuia in ritm de metronom. Ma motivez totusi sa tin ritmul bun, ca sa terminam mai repede, sa ma vad urcata pe bicicleta si sa gonesc la vale spre carnea si pepenele promise de Radu. Iau chiar si un gel, inainte de a ajunge in Fereastra, cu speranta ca o doza de zahar in sange imi va creste motivatia. Nu functioneaza prea bine, dar nu depasim cu mult estimarea de 1h cat am rezervat pentru coborare. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">La cabana s-a mai potolit agitatia. Incerc sa ma racoresc putin si apoi, cu promisiunea faptului ca nici macar o pedala nu va fi nevoie sa invart pana la Complex, ne urcam pe biciclete si incheiem rotund tura noastra. Ma bucur sincer ca nu a trebuit sa pedalez pana acasa, caci nu stiu de unde imi mai gaseam motivatia. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3kCSkCWEv4SECVf3Y6m__KGdTgeQD6yD2m9LE0XGLKC4KzdVPomblhVQ1FSwLiVbOIHVe_UpzxfklOF-6s0aJSka5lYf83_EbTG1vhLVe-9QOnpEP9e2azm99KoYm_tO_OKRWTm_kxg5uPVeWkPJha_Lr8wqHaY7kNUveLGsSITXd9YiOtT1ECnlmaPG9/s2040/IMG-20230718-WA0007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2040" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3kCSkCWEv4SECVf3Y6m__KGdTgeQD6yD2m9LE0XGLKC4KzdVPomblhVQ1FSwLiVbOIHVe_UpzxfklOF-6s0aJSka5lYf83_EbTG1vhLVe-9QOnpEP9e2azm99KoYm_tO_OKRWTm_kxg5uPVeWkPJha_Lr8wqHaY7kNUveLGsSITXd9YiOtT1ECnlmaPG9/w482-h640/IMG-20230718-WA0007.jpg" width="482" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pe langa masina care ne-a recuperat, s-a lasat si cu festinul promis<br />cu pui si pepene</td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Deasmenea, desi tura asta a iesit foarte bine din punct de vedere al planificarii, fara bagaj inutil etc, tot mai sunt niste </span><b style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">invataturi de tras</b><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">: </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><ol><li><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Pe langa dulce si sarat, la partea de nutritie imi trebuie si ceva acrisor. De aceea, niste Haribo sunt ideali. </span></span></li><li><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Crema de soare trebuie aplicata peste tot, si pe la glezne in cazul in care merg cu ciorapi scurti, nu doar pe coapse si pe gambe 😊 . </span></span></li><li><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Pentru luxul in care am parte de o preluare cu masina de catre Radu, un tricou de schimb si niste proteine nu ar fi rau de pregatit. </span></span></li><li><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Compania. Cum spuneam si la inceput, singur poate mergi mai repede, in doi insa ajungi sigur mai departe/ e mai usor. </span></span></li></ol></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><b>Ce a fost bine: </b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><ol><li><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Faptul ca am decis sa pun tot bagajul pentru hike intr-un drybag fixat pe ghidon. Mi-a placut foarte mult sentimentul de a pedala cu tricoul aerisit. </span></span></li><li><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Investitia intr-o pereche de betele de carbon compacte. Ceva de 125 cm ar fi fost probabil ideal, asa ma cam chinui cu ele la deal, dar isi fac treaba la vale. Totusi, in combinatia rucsac tip vesta si bicicleta, locul ce mai bun in care pot sa stea betele este pe bicicleta, fixate cu 2 chingi pe cadru. Altfel ma incurca constant. </span></span></li></ol></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSCustomFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><b>Date si track-uri:</b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Brasov- Cabana Sambata: </span><span style="font-variant-ligatures: none; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;">https://www.strava.com/activities/9469374532</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Cabana Sambata- Moldoveanu-Cabana Sambata: https://www.strava.com/activities/9469377323</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div>Mihaela Diaconescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03993437870895056323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378569028558677401.post-21005844368046694062023-07-09T20:00:00.018+02:002023-07-16T15:16:54.587+02:00Transfagarasan si Paltinis Challenge<div style="text-align: justify;"><div>La editia asta de Transfagarasan Challenge s-a intamplat ceva foarte ciudat. Watti au fost clar mai slabi, feelingul de final a fost ca sigur am mers mai prost ca anul trecut, insa timpul final si cea mai mare parte a segmentelor de pe Strava spun ca am mers mai bine, cu PR-uri clare pe segmentele lungi. Si am doua supozitii ca explicatii: ori vantul a fost neutru sau favorabil, ori am mers eu mai smart ca anul trecut, stand mai mult la plasa/intr-un pluton mai rapid. Pentru frecventa cardiaca medie net superioara <a href="https://amintiridinmunti.blogspot.com/2022/07/transfagarasan-challenge-si-kom-paltinis.html" target="_blank">celei din 2022</a> am o explicatie. Cand din sportiv si outdoor enthuziast devii workalholic, normal ca esti odihnit si frecventa cardiaca e unde trebuie sa fie. </div><div><br /></div><div>Ne-am inscris inca din martie la Transfagarasan Challenge pentru ca ne-a placut organizarea si atmosfera de anul trecut. Si nici anul acesta nu au dezamagit, ci din contra. Lucurile au mers si mai "ca pe roate", organizatorii au preluat si evenimentul Paltinis Challenge pe care si-au pus amprenta intr-un mod fericit si a iesit, pentru noi, cel mai bine organizat concurs de sosea la care am participat vreodata. Daca o tin in ritmul asta, poate reusesc sa reasfalteze si Transfagarasanul, caci segmentul de la Balea Cascada la Balea Lac e din ce in ce mai prost, cu fiecare iarna care trece. </div><div><br /></div><div>Weekendul acesta de la poalele Fagarasului e si unul din primele weekenduri/ zile din ultimul an cand suntem doar noi doi, fara Marius. Bine, acest timp doar pentru noi a avut un pret de platit, tradus in multe ore de condus: Brasov-Slatina-Cartisoara si apoi Sibiu-Slatina-Brasov. Nici nu vreau sa le pun pe hartie sa le calculez, mai ales ca nu le-am condus eu. Desi intr-o saptamana normala avem fiecare din noi doi timpul nostru, in care iesim la antrenamente, sau facem ceea ce ne place (mie respectiv sa ies pe munte), totusi invariabil dupa antrenament sau dupa seara sau ziua petrecuta pe munte, ne intoarcem oricum acasa si timpul nu este niciodata suficient pentru o deconectare. Si la fel cum si in relatia de cuplu cred ca anumite pauze ocazionale sunt bune si te fac cumva sa nu iei totul "for granted", sa apreciezi mai mult timpul in doi, compania, ajutorul si intelegerea partenerului de viata, mai cred ca anumite pauze scurte, in care parintii nu mai sunt parinti, ci doar ei doi, doi oameni cu interese comune care fac ceea ce le place, doi adulti indragostiti, uda intr-un mod de neinteles dorul de copil(ii) si creste disponibilitatea ulterioara.</div><div><br /></div><div>In orice caz, jurnalul de fata ar trebui sa fie despre 2 curse si nu despre viata de cuplu vs viata de familie, asa ca, sa ne asternem la treaba.</div><div><br /></div><div>Stiam din capul locului ca anul asta sunt mai putin pregatita ca anul trecut. O spun toate cifrele mele: volumul, nivelul de fitness, watii care ies la putinele intervale pe care le-am facut. Dar incerc macar sa reduc numarul de greseli si sa joc mai inteligent. Am suficiente concursuri in picioare (si sper eu ca si in cap), ca sa imi pot face o strategie. Si strategia e sa ma asez in fata la start, ca sa plec intr-un pluton bun. Si Anca Popescu, Andreea Ampoicean si Alexandra Cioclu au exact aceeasi strategie, doar ca nu reusesc sa ma pun langa ele, ci cumva mai la dreapta si o linie mai in spate. Totusi, la o cursa de sosea, cu cat esti mai in fata, cu atat e mai putin haos la start, din cauza faptului ca efectul de acordeon, atunci cand se intinde plutonul, e net diminuat.</div><div><br /></div><div>Mai calculez sa merg cu un singur bidon mai mare si sa profit de punctele de alimentare. Si deasemenea imi calculez momentul in care sa iau gelurile si ordinea lor. In afara de asta, incerc sa ma motivez sa trag tare la inceput si sa stau cat de mult pot / pana la inceputul urcarii cu plutonul. Apoi intru in zona de sweet spot si sper sa pot sa o tin pana la finish.</div><div><br /></div><div>Socoteala de acasa imi iese destul de bine, doar ca baiatul care era in fata mea nu prea reusea sa se urce pe bicicleta/ sa se clipseze si ma vad nevoita sa fac manevre ciudate de depasire si ocolire. Totusi le am pe Anca si Andreea in campul vizual (ma ajuta mult tricourile colorate pe care le poarta) si pedala cu pedala, strecurandu-ma cumva printre oameni si cascand bine ochii si urechile ca sa pot frana sau accelera la timp, ma apropii incet de ele. Trecem curand pe sub poarta care marcheaza startul tehnic si ma astept sa se dezlantuie nebunia, insa lucrurile sunt inca destul de civilizate. Ma mai tin o perioada dupa fete, dar la un moment dat, Anca apasa pedala si Andreea o urmeaza. Imi dau seama repede ca nu o sa pot sa tin ritmul asta, asa ca raman mai in spate, consolata ca voi avea probabil aceeasi performanta ca si anul trecut. Experienta curselor compenseaza intr-o oarecare masura lipsa de antrenament, dar nu total. </div><div><br /></div><div>Urcarea merge bine. Gafai ca o locomotiva (si adevarul e ca sufar), dar cum eu respir mereu pe gura, eu gafai destul de mult. Dar si pot sta 1h40 in zona 5 de heart rate, asa cum mi-a demonstrat cursa de azi. O vad pe Andreea si ma apropii constant de ea. </div><div><br /></div><div>Scena zilei e formata din 2 cicliste amatoare, care printre gafait se felicita reciproc pentru campionatele nationale:</div><div>Eu: <i>Hei Andreea, voiam sa iti spun (pauza de gafait), ca mi s-a parut foarte tare (pauza de gafait) cum ai mers la nationale (pauza de gafait). </i></div><div><i>Acolo dupa Ilimbav (pauza de gafait), aveai tricoul in buzunar (pauza de gafait), si puteai sa stai la plasa (pauza de gafait), ca te ducea plutonul pana la finish (gafait) si oricum castigai (gafait), dar tu (gafait), ai dus trena cot la cot (gafait).</i></div><div><i>Adica se vedea (gafait), ca esti acolo (gafait) pentru cursa (gafait) si nu pentru calcule matematice (gafait).</i></div><div>Nu vreau sa ma gandesc ce or fi crezut baietii din jurul nostru cand ne auzeau facand conversatie in zona 5, la un concurs. Femeile astea sunt o cauza pierduta... </div><div>Dupa inca 2 fraze din astea insa ne vedem de treaba noastra, ne uram bafta si eu apas pedala ca sa imi continui lunga urcare spre Balea Lac. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWMahAQR8GHJiTFHbFOkXUJimVbjImWSUCYCmfSjh6y6BX3eVNk0d7_sfEb1EE-qKbfg8JwxAZY1pOUClDJ_V9Legc1W7HgEZs4ZkRBCpYydmSV3kMmHirUIoLbHFun8pI7e0J5irqFE1ov_FgWmrhLtkeua9KHKgrLNMWgpbevt-YEyFIV046LCRpUyVU/s2048/361553484_676213347885750_6844012012086938662_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1363" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWMahAQR8GHJiTFHbFOkXUJimVbjImWSUCYCmfSjh6y6BX3eVNk0d7_sfEb1EE-qKbfg8JwxAZY1pOUClDJ_V9Legc1W7HgEZs4ZkRBCpYydmSV3kMmHirUIoLbHFun8pI7e0J5irqFE1ov_FgWmrhLtkeua9KHKgrLNMWgpbevt-YEyFIV046LCRpUyVU/w640-h426/361553484_676213347885750_6844012012086938662_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwhA4lVh7REHyoqNJ_m7FaeCxbh5dsNidJ_mzYxyO8XLkgXgD1fRp8JxVDDfmDZag0JQkdKVzJuJKIMt_ucZ5pCSnvk1ZDo0IMZVf6RnIVG96wslolO4qBOfiOWcS_qiGELK6gYDBNMBFxpd3TRAptjaLq75RlRCq5Qeiron9S6Hmf_4FpbKBGEUFYD7rR/s2048/359745446_676213561219062_5388976946904984953_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1363" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwhA4lVh7REHyoqNJ_m7FaeCxbh5dsNidJ_mzYxyO8XLkgXgD1fRp8JxVDDfmDZag0JQkdKVzJuJKIMt_ucZ5pCSnvk1ZDo0IMZVf6RnIVG96wslolO4qBOfiOWcS_qiGELK6gYDBNMBFxpd3TRAptjaLq75RlRCq5Qeiron9S6Hmf_4FpbKBGEUFYD7rR/w640-h426/359745446_676213561219062_5388976946904984953_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSVklNoGjmQykCB-6SJt3YoHMBce-5NgjtXev36s2OBhzK723kqnjA3Yzi5JcrB6z2D3V1pzXIWmp-yh069_BGIZI4ohqoPPdqNL7U5Yc4qBKeuD7-RiEz5AoOy_h9bgma1u_Iu0We1TXOCT0VlpYztzhMC1xOqRxnq7v1NkoP5Jb2g9QlHnzvaFng8Lte/s2048/361092153_676215707885514_6189887503009107441_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1363" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSVklNoGjmQykCB-6SJt3YoHMBce-5NgjtXev36s2OBhzK723kqnjA3Yzi5JcrB6z2D3V1pzXIWmp-yh069_BGIZI4ohqoPPdqNL7U5Yc4qBKeuD7-RiEz5AoOy_h9bgma1u_Iu0We1TXOCT0VlpYztzhMC1xOqRxnq7v1NkoP5Jb2g9QlHnzvaFng8Lte/w640-h426/361092153_676215707885514_6189887503009107441_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFdJLfzyZLOcGuPh0jlJP61RheXLoCs20kNHdLhs9FgaRGb5FJsK1fFK3qq_a9U-UslL_R_E6akuSIU4roa_fggk2eE469Ex9txs9JyC2ZNKQDk0qQ9Vo8jq-gs65uJukUBtG649uV0oKUs0hQX6WOI4B9NlM3WWdPiigSjEgBK9loUDr8JEhwR7oBrHwd/s2048/361567741_676216104552141_5114279898405553573_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1363" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFdJLfzyZLOcGuPh0jlJP61RheXLoCs20kNHdLhs9FgaRGb5FJsK1fFK3qq_a9U-UslL_R_E6akuSIU4roa_fggk2eE469Ex9txs9JyC2ZNKQDk0qQ9Vo8jq-gs65uJukUBtG649uV0oKUs0hQX6WOI4B9NlM3WWdPiigSjEgBK9loUDr8JEhwR7oBrHwd/w640-h426/361567741_676216104552141_5114279898405553573_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div>Curand trece pe langa mine o tipa inalta, cu un tricou mai sic asa, pe care nu o stiu si habar nu am de unde a aparut. Ma dezarmeaza aparenta usurinta cu care pedaleaza. Incerc sa ma tin dupa ea, dar imi dau seama ca o sa ma ard curand daca insist. Nu stiu la ce categorie e. Poate sa fie si la F1 si la F2...Calculez ca in fata sunt Alexandra, Anca si tipa asta...Pe altcineva nu am mai vazut inaintea mea la start. Ela nu se pune la socoteala :) .</div><div><br /></div><div>Cum am mers recent pe Transfagarasan, insa cu masina, aveam totusi clar in minte calitatea proasta a drumului si succesiunea de serpentine, peisaje. La Balea Cascada torn pe mine jumatatea de sticla de apa si ma grabesc sa prind o plasa pe bucatile mai plate ce preced urcarea finala. La Stana e deja racoare, nu imi mai trebuie apa, asa ca ii dau inainte. Am in minte un timp de 2h07 din Suunto App <a href="https://amintiridinmunti.blogspot.com/2022/07/transfagarasan-challenge-si-kom-paltinis.html" target="_blank">de anul trecut</a> (pentru intregul segment Albota-Balea Lac) si incerc sa imi dau seama cum sunt fata de el. Pare ca sunt bine, dar in egala masura vad ca watii incep sa scada dramatic cand intru pe acele de par dinspre final. Mai iau un gel pentru ultimii 200 m de elevatie si incerc sa profit cat mai mult de impusul pe care il ai cand iesi dintr-o curba. Pe sus atmosfera e din ce in ce mai animata. In jos sirul lung de tricouri si de biciclete se intinde pana la iesirea din padure. Caut cu privirea tricouri familiare de fete, dar nu se vede nimic iminent. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHPNTfCWP4LHeYGAYtWUbFcRUgDZBN2NyIqcmXJoKK92PbPS8c1I09lrKllLOZceggeTsgggWk8vjVb8N6K-4NnetatiGdnERXF8DevE0X2L75GJ0xz3adeKwgL9WHh-ROymPp-geBKkLDIN_7MOCsv1gtJL_CcnO38qw1fUULO4q9zaBLyliu0f3EBSAt/s2048/360105988_676230697884015_3933927290592307633_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1363" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHPNTfCWP4LHeYGAYtWUbFcRUgDZBN2NyIqcmXJoKK92PbPS8c1I09lrKllLOZceggeTsgggWk8vjVb8N6K-4NnetatiGdnERXF8DevE0X2L75GJ0xz3adeKwgL9WHh-ROymPp-geBKkLDIN_7MOCsv1gtJL_CcnO38qw1fUULO4q9zaBLyliu0f3EBSAt/w640-h426/360105988_676230697884015_3933927290592307633_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Primesc incurajari directe de la Bogdan Alecu si finish-ul se simte pe aproape. Ajung cu moralul destul de scazut, convinsa fiind ca am mers mai prost ca anul trecut. Watii mai prosti, am tras mai mult de mine, am suferit parca mai mult, timpul clar nu poate fi mai bun. Cu impresia asta mananc prima portie de paste si dau jos de pe mine hainele ude. Ude de la toata apa pe care am turnat-o pe mine, nu de la ploaia care ne-a evitat in mod magistral. Tot nu imi vine sa cred ca momentan, la Balea nu se anunta nicio ploaie iminenta, desi, prevazatoare, eu am pus pana si umbrela in rucsacul trimis sus :) .</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtN6XBJ80i0K-bjvQzbfwTZU9q3uklxvThx-5YT6qVBhXxomeUj30HMgHBwL7kApj1SFqJx3fmdyEV4OlFO2yx8eQzUg2EcXhsp3MLdvr1C0fWRGDdJ379SGc4cBse0LPW2yIdgvAlf4bTKJcv73eYNZko5KUguyTGBnPxcfzNyr_WQ0HHPJZ9qAijZdyC/s1080/FB_IMG_1688733750234.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="1080" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtN6XBJ80i0K-bjvQzbfwTZU9q3uklxvThx-5YT6qVBhXxomeUj30HMgHBwL7kApj1SFqJx3fmdyEV4OlFO2yx8eQzUg2EcXhsp3MLdvr1C0fWRGDdJ379SGc4cBse0LPW2yIdgvAlf4bTKJcv73eYNZko5KUguyTGBnPxcfzNyr_WQ0HHPJZ9qAijZdyC/w640-h426/FB_IMG_1688733750234.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>Imi gasesc o piatra pe care sa stau si cat timp imi mananc pastele, deschid Strava. Si pe Strava curge cu PR-uri. Intrigata caut rezultatele de anul trecut si le compar cu cele de anul acesta. Si da, timpul e cu 2min40 sec mai bun, desi watii sunt cu 5% mai slabi. Caut si gasesc explicatii, atat in conditiile meteo bune (fara vant sau poate chiar vant de spate, nu stiu exact), cat si in faptul ca am stat mai bine in pluton anul asta, pe toate portiunile unde un grup de baieti te-ar fi ajutat. Si dovada e clara: m-a ajutat...</div><div>Acelasi loc ca anul trecut, acelasi tricou verde de sprinter, aceeasi disonanta cognitiva intre semnificatia tricoului si abilitatile mele de sprinter.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXiB0aUgyDaohmjBmWReRBMpQlSLmhmArvcIm-nF4bixSBy071ycwk2E0GKUXJGb0i2SNCEXpjcpu0FzA4y6r-n07i6UOetCO5Wy0HWjD68qx0QY9-h-p-yGMYUvmT5N1N1-khkTI1qONN55gFudP3yJj-RhCyPLo41JrGxEkUCFQ79eKxFzJ2NUX2AeXU/s1080/FB_IMG_1688804076559.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="719" data-original-width="1080" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXiB0aUgyDaohmjBmWReRBMpQlSLmhmArvcIm-nF4bixSBy071ycwk2E0GKUXJGb0i2SNCEXpjcpu0FzA4y6r-n07i6UOetCO5Wy0HWjD68qx0QY9-h-p-yGMYUvmT5N1N1-khkTI1qONN55gFudP3yJj-RhCyPLo41JrGxEkUCFQ79eKxFzJ2NUX2AeXU/w640-h426/FB_IMG_1688804076559.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div>Picioarele sunt impuscate si ma intreb serios cum o sa ma descurc maine la Paltinis, insa pana un alta profit de o dupa-amiaza relaxata cu Radu, pe campul dintre Avrig si Porumbacu unde am tot campat in ultimile luni. Ploaia vine tarziu de tot, cand noi eram deja la culcare, iar a doua zi dimineata, frontul deja trecuse, astfel incat pot incepe linistita dimineata cu o cafea bauta pe izopren, meditand la picioarele mele (impuscate) dupa ziua de ieri.</div><div><br /></div><div>Cred ca <b>Paltinis Challenge</b> a fost cursa in care am avut cel mai mult timp sa ne pregatim. Am ajuns printre primele masini in parcare si printre primii oameni la ridicat kit-uri. Totul a fost facut in tihna, printre pauze de social media. A fost timp si pentru stretching si pentru intervale si ma pun la start cu 30 minute inainte, fix inainte sa plece cursa de mtb. Oricum, daca nu esti elita sa te asezi in primul rand, conteaza prea putin daca te pui la start cu 30 min mai devreme sau cu 20 minute mai devreme, oricum te racesti stand la sedinta tehnica si asteptand sa treaca minutele. Incalzirea mi-am facut-o exact pe primii 2-3 kilometrii, cat sa stiu ce ma asteapta, avand in vedere ca mare parte din traseul de anul acesta e nou. Da, zona mediana cu serpentinele abrupte din padure si fals -platul ce precede Arena Platos au ramas neschimbate, in schimb startul s-a schimbat, precum si finish-ul mutat mai sus. Vor fi aproape 1000 m elevatie, deci watti ar trebui sa fie peste ce am scos la Transfagarasan, dar sub testul de FTP de anul trecut de la Paltinis. Asta daca o sa mai am picioare...</div><div><br /></div><div>Cat timp rulam civilizat pana la baza urcarii ii vad tricoul albastru al Alexandrei Cioclu. Dar cam atat. Natalia (fata care m-a depasit ieri), ma depaseste si astazi si nu ripostez. Am facut calculele si pare ca locul 4 la general si 2 la categorie imi e harazit astazi, daca nu ma culc pe o ureche. Astazi nu prea depasesc, sunt in general depasita. Eforturile astea scurte nu sunt specialitatea mea si baietii sunt clar in avantaj aici. Ma agat de unul sau de altul si am noroc sa prind un grup bun pe bucata de fals plat, care ma duce pana mai sus de Arena Platos, in locul in care faci dreapta pe asfaltul de o singura banda ce ne va duce spre finish. Am tras de mine ca sa stau cu baietii si nu am reusit sa ma recuperez, asa ca acum trag ponoasele caci wattii nu vor sa iasa neam. Ma uit in spate, nu se vede niciun tricou de fata si merg cum pot pana la finis, bucuroasa ca s-a terminat...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAFaT6MZTV6xcOJU2Acwq7DrKk6BYEoNt19YgpNhc4mEe45nwsIXV3ZxJEyDpzRyCmph0CPI7yjtxoZrMS-2j2-Esoy_RXO6g7ZHEWz2zn1O2RdefaUlM6AAVSjbYgj4FHCV0eOKldFtr1TVzshg52r6bMtrj-XTPd_AMhkixMkzMSfz_dj4aBAy9y4M0P/s2048/358614959_234299126204462_128784776285677247_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1363" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAFaT6MZTV6xcOJU2Acwq7DrKk6BYEoNt19YgpNhc4mEe45nwsIXV3ZxJEyDpzRyCmph0CPI7yjtxoZrMS-2j2-Esoy_RXO6g7ZHEWz2zn1O2RdefaUlM6AAVSjbYgj4FHCV0eOKldFtr1TVzshg52r6bMtrj-XTPd_AMhkixMkzMSfz_dj4aBAy9y4M0P/w640-h426/358614959_234299126204462_128784776285677247_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj25pnFbnxY0PDICM7jLahclPrNAsQ2qfYGCcKhnT1GERAhN0u36eK6RVdZ67OlJLzbxoT2YKgp9S31LxwjKXLGD9bziHBJpTZ_JpZsDpeZvxjvgq2fqjrSyXF5fXhl8ZOQobY0kuILlurQNeAGI3h0PA81Qh8ffCpeqi4R_qHvRke6gwnHsIUmlUCIDy6x/s2000/358589524_234297616204613_2303586784695059941_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1335" data-original-width="2000" height="428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj25pnFbnxY0PDICM7jLahclPrNAsQ2qfYGCcKhnT1GERAhN0u36eK6RVdZ67OlJLzbxoT2YKgp9S31LxwjKXLGD9bziHBJpTZ_JpZsDpeZvxjvgq2fqjrSyXF5fXhl8ZOQobY0kuILlurQNeAGI3h0PA81Qh8ffCpeqi4R_qHvRke6gwnHsIUmlUCIDy6x/w640-h428/358589524_234297616204613_2303586784695059941_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mai putini oameni ca la Transfagarasan + eu plecand mai in fata = un start civilizat pentru mine</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div>Podiumul este identic cu cel de ieri, pastele sunt chiar mai bune si organizarea este din nou impecabila.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWm5eYhuR7Q5DHbPiTWR3JCOKVhg2hvamVHwWp19ZEl3uovEMaCXX_d9oO8OYvNBCKmbs-phxwZjVK-AnN1zYI6cKN34ecAkdssZlSzRjyPEP0Nj9JnwoPpTOVLSckYPHRa7Fd0Ftl18s4jXbq9l9sIMXhlk6S1nRlJ4iw193Urln_l6XsuK30i1mPp1Cj/s2048/358123163_234299369537771_4381506133947797322_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1363" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWm5eYhuR7Q5DHbPiTWR3JCOKVhg2hvamVHwWp19ZEl3uovEMaCXX_d9oO8OYvNBCKmbs-phxwZjVK-AnN1zYI6cKN34ecAkdssZlSzRjyPEP0Nj9JnwoPpTOVLSckYPHRa7Fd0Ftl18s4jXbq9l9sIMXhlk6S1nRlJ4iw193Urln_l6XsuK30i1mPp1Cj/w640-h426/358123163_234299369537771_4381506133947797322_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div>Maine totul va ramane in urma. Gandurile se vor indrepta spre alte directii, grijile isi vor falfai aripile deasupra capetelor noastre, zilele vor trece in viteza si padurile de brad din Paltinis vor ramane undeva in spate, mereu acolo, la 1400 m. Zilele vor zbura pe nesimtite, Brasovul pare sa isi inceapa vara aceea calduroasa, sufocanta, cu inghetata si mers la piscina. Eu scriu randurile de mai sus intr-un tren ce merge spre mare, la care nu am mai gasit bilete la clasa a 2-a. Vine de la Sibiu si cea mai mare parte a oamenilor care traiesc 51 de saptamani la poalele muntilor, viseaza acum cu ochii deschisi la valurile marii. Anul acesta vom ajunge si noi cel mai probabil la mare, caci am acasa 2 ochi de copil care isi doresc sa vada marea, valurile, sa ne impuscam cu pistoale pe plaja si sa vedem pesti colorati. Dar pana ma indragostesc eu de mare (si nu sunt sigura daca se va intampla vreodata), eu tanjesc la valurile de un verde copt ale padurilor de la munte, ma uit la poze din Apuseni sau alte locuri faine prin care mai ajung oameni cu copii si dezenez un Home2Moldoveanu, cu speranta ultimilor bujori si a ultimilor limbi de zapada.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i>Foto: Foto 6-Bogdan Alecu, restul Tibi Hila, Traian Olinici</i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i><br /></i></div></div>Mihaela Diaconescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03993437870895056323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378569028558677401.post-69894793997580819612023-07-06T16:12:00.004+02:002023-07-18T15:50:06.848+02:00In gradina suspendata a Batranei<div style="text-align: justify;"><i>Dati-mi un trup voi muntilor (Blaga) </i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div>Adevarul e ca tanjesc la muntii mari.</div><div><br /></div><div>Feed-ul imi este invadat de poze cu bujori, flori si zapada pe creste. Si acolo mi se duc si mie gandurile.</div><div>Imi este greu sa ma mobilizez si punct. Si cand iti e greu sa te mobilizezi, potecile si drumurile batute de 1000 de ori nu mai au nicio chemare. Sambata si duminica trecuta voiam sa merg in Bucegi, cat sa imi ostoiesc dorul, dar asa sunt eu, cedez usor. Si i-am cedat lui Radu ziua de sambata cu vremea perfecta. Si mie mi-a ramas ziua de duminica cu ploi, in care negurile s-au strana rapid peste munti si eu m-am urcat pe cursiera, pentru un antrenament matinal. Deja ma gandesc serios sa dau abort la orice fel de concursuri urmeaza de la jumatea lunii incolo si sa profit de weekenduri pentru ture adevarate, ture pentru sufletul meu insetat de munte si de frumos, insetat de apusuri cu lumina galbuie si de nori imbujorati. </div><div><br /></div><div>Focul e atat de puternic incat miercuri nu mai rezist, impreuna cu Razvan ne asumam ploaia de seara si plecam in Bucegi doar pentru promisiunea celor 3 ore de soare din prognoza de joi dimineata. Ele ne trag in sus prin atmosfera imbibata ca un burete. In Leota ploua, la noi ajung doar perdele razlete, dar sunt suficiente ca impreuna cu jnepenii prim care trecem sa ne ude aproape dim cap si pana in picioare. </div><div><br /></div><div>Pe el, voinicul meu il gasesc la locul lui in gradina de flori suspendata a Batranii. Mi l-a dezvaluit Claudia cu ochii ei de mioapa, <a href="https://amintiridinmunti.blogspot.com/2021/07/o-seara-de-duminica-asa-cum-trebuie.html">acum 2 ani, intr-o tura identica cu cea de azi</a>, dar cu vreme mai prietenoasa. De atunci ma uit dupa putinele exemplare din zona si ma bucur mereu cand il regasesc, la locul lui, in fiecare an. Astazi nu ne grabim. Printre flori, cuvintele curg si ele rauri si conversatia sare precum un copil zvapaiat de la echipament de hike la galerii de arta, de la lagare de concentrare la Botiicelli. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP54Q_v1OFM6Z_tKDW9rkOoAVW7tB9utAXgpf5WTmsroGxEHrP4K4396Mz8MEuil9C1UJKGo6nsVhc6k4jUCNcchOD4TXO106yDsb3UBK39wNUbg7hdEIEwtZGr-Xx7GJklCznsWyeZ0gbLewc0UHi_XabMfVsstoKSHO-YtUnhnvoMrs6kzCEGuQOIn0s/s5120/IMG_20230705_202157.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5120" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP54Q_v1OFM6Z_tKDW9rkOoAVW7tB9utAXgpf5WTmsroGxEHrP4K4396Mz8MEuil9C1UJKGo6nsVhc6k4jUCNcchOD4TXO106yDsb3UBK39wNUbg7hdEIEwtZGr-Xx7GJklCznsWyeZ0gbLewc0UHi_XabMfVsstoKSHO-YtUnhnvoMrs6kzCEGuQOIn0s/w640-h480/IMG_20230705_202157.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div>In Batrana bate vantul, la refugiu este cineva si oricum ni se pare ca va fi mai fain la bivuac, atata timp cat gasim un loc ok. Nici nu e greu in marea asta de iarba moale sa gasim ceva bun si ora 22 vine cu repeziciune. La fel si alarma de la 5.30.</div><div><br /></div><div>Urc putin mai sus, in zona refugiului, cu speranta unui rasarit spectaculos, dar nu e nimic din toate astea. Norii isi coloreaza marginile in roz, insa soarele intarzie, iar minutele nu curg in favoarea noastra. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz6ZhXNH4H3k3gSIwPq001UymjmQAnqz5ocOHvfenEo8KlL-Jsq30-PhZo-siyNxjMD96xKs1uGo-NJzlddl3aMrAsGFFonDvr3SPHxJEcHUh-FMvp4H7SBS0MAJNzGv_UEfQ_njPil6TLohefuwR5YzQgBixWb1wy1aB87qk39kdcZA8jxmr8f9ofN2FO/s3648/IMG_20230706_054448_edit_74728511821929.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz6ZhXNH4H3k3gSIwPq001UymjmQAnqz5ocOHvfenEo8KlL-Jsq30-PhZo-siyNxjMD96xKs1uGo-NJzlddl3aMrAsGFFonDvr3SPHxJEcHUh-FMvp4H7SBS0MAJNzGv_UEfQ_njPil6TLohefuwR5YzQgBixWb1wy1aB87qk39kdcZA8jxmr8f9ofN2FO/w640-h480/IMG_20230706_054448_edit_74728511821929.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR1CE_s2BdTFCGDrVFMTKLw_SrczOP8tRQFl0xXlR5vcNsCcfrpbnptZzn4d7krFTJgnXrDBpJIsdo9LjyakA3SStLM10Mq88a_APikSkh1Vi4gTJqx8JkqGuSX4X0_MFrtK_UgSU3ZFLfkOXVV1y0A8T_3wU9wH35BWJZJeY3lUFZUmQL9Xk2SCAwsdkK/s3648/IMG_20230706_054610_edit_74819796076081.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR1CE_s2BdTFCGDrVFMTKLw_SrczOP8tRQFl0xXlR5vcNsCcfrpbnptZzn4d7krFTJgnXrDBpJIsdo9LjyakA3SStLM10Mq88a_APikSkh1Vi4gTJqx8JkqGuSX4X0_MFrtK_UgSU3ZFLfkOXVV1y0A8T_3wU9wH35BWJZJeY3lUFZUmQL9Xk2SCAwsdkK/w640-h480/IMG_20230706_054610_edit_74819796076081.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div>Lumina creste domol, insa nu explodeaza cu adevarat decat atunci cand soarele se ridica in final deasupra Baiului si mai apoi a Furnicai, cat sa ajunga si pana la noi. Sorb din cafeaua matinala, lichidul cald imi intra in vene, iar lumina si caldura mi se strecoara pe sub piele. Pana in Saua Strunga nu ma gandesc decat la cat de fericita sunt pentru ca dimineata asta imi port pasii pe iarba moale a Bucegilor si nu pe parchetul tare de acasa. Da, m-am trezit la 5.30, trebuie sa conduc o ora pana acasa, voi intarzia la munca, voi suferi <a href="https://amintiridinmunti.blogspot.com/2023/07/transfagarasan-si-paltinis-challenge.html" target="_blank">maine la Transfagarasan</a> caci nu am picioare suficient de antrenate cat sa duca si coborare si concurs in 24h. Dar mi-am ostoit dorul, macar temporar. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghid4HKqJQ4NVcOSCaULF6oHEZmf4HS4qgzD4PkFTB7nLraEzjwnHLKRq5K3CfFY6xuJvdTcR4Be_Z2dPC58Wz2W2ClBFto3HoBCjbMX6jR0BsMvkm7OR-7duYsJKuL_C95mMRDHui5hg676gzgP92CQaVxPU8dqgpfnJrRd0q98BalPX9FNqCwUWl0qpr/s5120/IMG_20230706_072419.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5120" data-original-width="3840" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghid4HKqJQ4NVcOSCaULF6oHEZmf4HS4qgzD4PkFTB7nLraEzjwnHLKRq5K3CfFY6xuJvdTcR4Be_Z2dPC58Wz2W2ClBFto3HoBCjbMX6jR0BsMvkm7OR-7duYsJKuL_C95mMRDHui5hg676gzgP92CQaVxPU8dqgpfnJrRd0q98BalPX9FNqCwUWl0qpr/w480-h640/IMG_20230706_072419.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div>Rozul de acum 2 saptamani a disparut, dar iarba ascunde acum noi minuni colorate. Iar in padurea intunecata si dezolanta a Piciorului Boului, ochii mei, viseaza deschisi, la o noapte cu stele si fara vant, in leaganul verde si moale format intre 2 uriasi cu nume de poveste. Planul pentru urmatoarea aventura in Bucegi e deja gata... </div><div><br /></div></div>Mihaela Diaconescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03993437870895056323noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378569028558677401.post-7349582839724161422023-06-26T17:15:00.003+02:002024-01-03T15:30:17.839+01:00Campionatul National de Sosea 2023<div style="text-align: justify;"><div>Am mers la Campionatul National de Sosea fara prea mari sperante si m-am intors asa cum am mers...Fara rezultate notabile, dar cu o experienta faina dupa 2 zile de curse scurte si intense (asa cum nu imi plac mie).</div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Etapa de Contratimp Individual</b></div><div><br /></div><div>Cand am trecut pe sub linia de finish am avut un singur gand. A fost oribil. Brutal de greu. Eu, omul andurantei, nevoita sa stau cu pulsul in gat 20 de kilometrii...E adevarat ca au iesit cei mai rapizi 20 km din viata mea (35 km/h). Si cu siguranta si cei mai durerosi. Nu inteleg de ce m-as tortura in halul acesta acasa...In plus, CTI-ul e cumva si cea mai specializata disciplina a ciclismului, in care marginal gains pot face diferenta. In orice caz, cu antrenamentul actual si cursiera mea, am fost total pe langa la proba asta, cu un gap de 10% intre podium si coada clasamentului.</div><div><br /></div><div>O alta greseala pe care am facut-o a fost una de interpretare a distantei. Eu am inteles din ghidul tehnic ca se fac 20 km la dus si alti 20 km la intors si cele putine ture facute pe langa casa, dimineata pe racoare la 15 grade au fost toate de 40 km. Cand mi-a zis Radu ca sunt doar 20 km si ca fetele au biciclete de CTI, entuziasmul meu s-a topit instant. Socoteala pare simpla. Stai la FTP si suferi. Realitatea insa doare, mai tare decat ma asteptam</div><div><br /></div><div>Am plecat prima fata la master si am plecat cumva conservator, in zona 4, undeva la sweet spot. Planul era cumva sa trec in FTP in partea a doua a cursei, dupa ce intorceam. Insa pana sa intorc am fost depasita de Dariela, ceea ce insemna ca ea a recuperat 1 minut pe primii 6-7 km. Insa faptul ca aveam un iepure m-a ajutat. Desi am mers legal, fara sa stau la plasa, mereu cu trase diferite, pe mine ma ajuta moral sa am pe cineva in fata. Parca apas cu mai mare ravna in pedale. Oricum, atunci cand m-a depasit Dariela eram deja in zona 5 si si daca as fi vrut nu mai aveam prea multe resurse. Watti erau departe de FTP si plafonarea venea exclusiv de la heart rate-ul crescut artificial din cauza caldurii cu care nu eram obisnuita.</div><div><br /></div><div>Asa ca pana la final singura lupta dusa a fost sa raman cumva langa ea. Faptul ca ne-a mai depasit pe amandoua o alta fata de la Master, iar Corina Loredana era probabil si ea aproape nu au facut decat sa imi adanceasca gustul de sare din gura...macar pot pleca linistita la Carta, pentru o seara linistita la poalele Fagarasului.</div><div><br /></div><div>Si sa sper ca etapa de fond de duminica, la care se anunta ploaie/furtuna o sa imi priasca mai bine.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgauM_nbC_z6zee0_bTvwmvSGq-gN0V1cLyVlSKe1fSNNI3asZmiWawT_VqsAlFsRC3Fpyr-lxAA_G3VEFZMVl40m830OKWKkRgsfFqk-Mpmgxk2N6xQTlS1eAXJ6T_cdF_y3DNma27y6FG_4eP2_RApMaW0YqYCafJARizu4CD8TPRJo-UIJ9p5nTfd7yS/s1080/FB_IMG_1687586615240.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="718" data-original-width="1080" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgauM_nbC_z6zee0_bTvwmvSGq-gN0V1cLyVlSKe1fSNNI3asZmiWawT_VqsAlFsRC3Fpyr-lxAA_G3VEFZMVl40m830OKWKkRgsfFqk-Mpmgxk2N6xQTlS1eAXJ6T_cdF_y3DNma27y6FG_4eP2_RApMaW0YqYCafJARizu4CD8TPRJo-UIJ9p5nTfd7yS/w640-h426/FB_IMG_1687586615240.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><b>Etapa de Fond</b></div><div><br /></div><div>Calculele de acasa spun ca fondul ar trebui sa mearga mai bine comparativ cu contratimpul, sau ca cel putin este o proba care mi se potriveste mai bine, mai apropiata de modul in care merg eu pe cursiera. Totusi la nationale sunt multe fete bune, mai bune ca mine si tot ce conteaza este tricoul. Si anul asta nu sunt suficient de buna sa iau tricoul. Cand sportul cade pe ultimul loc dupa familie si munca, ar fi inutil sa ma imbat cu apa rece. Decid sa ma bucur de experienta unui pluton 100% de fete, aceasta fiind prima editie cand chiar se intampla asta.</div><div><br /></div><div>Aveam eu asa o curiozitate sa vad cum arata o cursa de fond la fete si alt loc in afara de nationale nu cred ca se gaseste pe la noi.</div><div><br /></div><div>Cand la start se comenteaza ca suntem putine, dau ca exemplu startul de la campionatele nationale de xcm de anul trecut de la Moinesti unde am fost doar 3 fete la Master + Amatori. Aici cu 16-18 fete e chiar concurenta, mai ales ca din cele 16-18 fete de la start stiu eu cel putin vreo 8 care chiar isi doresc tricoul acela si vor concura 100% pentru el. </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFgqGPZS9rFzLzZ84S2BSjZtbQOCd43cWzprOLa2_dsbzi23KVVd53pX8sVWm1wYoA8_P_TOXJDAYjyffWD1eo5MoE7sIIE-qvxDIzlVQbQmdZlj5EZCuP3Kbs9idD7EQEL_-AL64evnIeChGtqE5fotB8sMER3Hz_PnnloR23OD7-H-MZlCEc5mHAxolg/s1012/FB_IMG_1687691921497.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="774" data-original-width="1012" height="490" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFgqGPZS9rFzLzZ84S2BSjZtbQOCd43cWzprOLa2_dsbzi23KVVd53pX8sVWm1wYoA8_P_TOXJDAYjyffWD1eo5MoE7sIIE-qvxDIzlVQbQmdZlj5EZCuP3Kbs9idD7EQEL_-AL64evnIeChGtqE5fotB8sMER3Hz_PnnloR23OD7-H-MZlCEc5mHAxolg/w640-h490/FB_IMG_1687691921497.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Startul de la Master, Open, Cadeti si Juniori feminin</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div>Startul este tehnic si pe de-o parte ma bucur de scurtul rulaj prin oras, pe de alta parte simt cumva tensiunea care pluteste in aer. Toata lumea sta cu mana pe schimbator si cu ochii pe fanionul rosu al arbitrului. M-am uitat cu atentie pe profil si imi este clar ca daca vreau experienta unei curse, atunci trebuie sa stau cat mai mult (preferabil pana la ultima urcare) cu plutonul. Altfel nu o sa iasa decat un alt antrenament solo, cum sunt zeci pe langa casa. Si mai stiu ca nu o sa fie usor. Fetele nu au venit sa facem parada aici, vor incerca sa rupa grupul de cateva ori, vor fi tatonari, va fi, intr-un cuvant, greu. </div><div><br /></div><div>Primele urcari mi se par esentiale in ecuatia asta si pana sa ma prind cum functioneaza treaba sunt la un pas sa le pierd dupa a doua urcare, prinsa cumva intr-un grup mai lent pe coborare. Lucrez cu Larisa si ne lipim din nou de grup, cu determinarea de a nu mai repeta aceeasi greseala. Portiunea rupta dintre Chirpar si Ilimbav se scurge fara incidente notabile, cu exceptia catorva schimbari bruste de trasa, unele datorate si calitatii drumului, mai mult unul de gravel... </div><div><br /></div><div>Acum in plutonul din fata suntem cam 10 fete, cateva de la fiecare categorie, cu masterul cel mai bine reprezentat (4 fete). In formatia asta ajungem la baza ultimei urcari, de dinainte de Barghis, unde stiu ca o sa se dezlantuie jihadul tricoului de campion national. </div><div><br /></div><div>Ies cea mai sifonata din sprintul asta dureros dat pe urcare, cu heart rate-ul in zona 5 si power-ul la 110% FTP. Si tot nu a fost de ajuns. Recuperez ceva pe coborare si ma lipesc de 2 fete mai tinere. Lucram impreuna pe platul ce precede intrarea in oras si o prindem si pe Andreea Ampoicean care avea titlul in buzunar si tricoul, in mod virtual, deja asezat pe umeri. Totusi a muncit apoi cot la cot cu noi. 10-15 secunde de efort maxim in contextul in care deja veneam dupa multe alte minute similare si ne roteam la trena. Picioarele erau goale, pulsul era in aer, fetele din fata nici nu se apropiau, nici nu se departau. Nu aveam nicio sansa sa le mai prindem, desi erau in campul vizual, toata lumea era pe rosu si secundele se dilatau de la efort, fara insa sa schimbe nimic din ordinea de la master. </div><div><br /></div><div>Nu simt niciun regret ca am ratat podiumul. Larisa (locul 3) a muncit si ea super mult pe ultimii kilometrii, ca sa nu fie prinsa din urma, o vedeam cum tot intoarce capul si stiu ca ceea ce cauta era tricoul meu verde... Poate anul urmator voi avea niste obiective clare, ca macar sa stiu de ce ies la intervale si imi dau duhul... Anul acesta nu am avut nimic, doar un fel de inertie a curselor, strecurate printre zile de workalholic corporatist, care in unele seri se simtea atat de fara vlaga dupa o zi plina de traininguri si sedinte, incat ajungea sa vegeteze pur si simplu pe canapea, ideea de a iesi la antrenament fiind aproape fantasmagonica. </div><div><br /></div><div>In egala masura ma bucur ca am avut sansa de a fi acolo, de a trage de mine, de a da ce e mai bun, de a ma compara cu fetele bune de la sosea, de a merge intr-un pluton de fete, pe drumuri inchise, in siguranta, si totusi intr-un mod competitiv. Experienta mea la Nationale a fost una suprinzator de placuta si cred ca Federatia a facut treaba buna cu organizarea, aici la Agnita, de la program si comunicare si pana la siguranta participantilor etc. Si clar, pentru mine, Fondul a fost mult mai bun, comparativ cu Contratimpul cu gap de 1 minut fata de cea mai buna fata overall si gap de sub 40 de secunde fata de locul 1 la Master.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQo1YVA2bqONwf2KprftaVN9BrQkrfrN4Ld_-lpn8qK68kSfHg8Umw8JPrVZe0Cl7DSTI_K5IaD98yVpD6tuEAMlyPiN_FWAu_XUKzTzPf0eD_93RVr-4SkzaMEI1ihkBaXnUXf3lUc6AV9eio5wUCpAC1A8MXqSY67uN36XphxeSuhCtlfapMsrp7_fy9/s1080/FB_IMG_1687781093550.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="718" data-original-width="1080" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQo1YVA2bqONwf2KprftaVN9BrQkrfrN4Ld_-lpn8qK68kSfHg8Umw8JPrVZe0Cl7DSTI_K5IaD98yVpD6tuEAMlyPiN_FWAu_XUKzTzPf0eD_93RVr-4SkzaMEI1ihkBaXnUXf3lUc6AV9eio5wUCpAC1A8MXqSY67uN36XphxeSuhCtlfapMsrp7_fy9/w640-h426/FB_IMG_1687781093550.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A fost greu. Si la anul daca merg o sa fie cel putin la fel de greu</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div>Iar la final am doua ganduri pentru 2 fete care m-au impresionat mult:</div><div><br /></div><div>1. Corina Loredana, care a si castigat Fondul la categoria de master feminin, venind pe 2 la Contratimp. Super constanta ca rezultat si performanta, e clar cea mai buna sportiva master a momentului la sosea. </div><div><br /></div><div>2. Andreea Ampoicean, care a ramas cu plutonul fruntas desi avea tricoul asigurat. Putea la fel de bine sa se puna la plasa tuturor, sa o duca inertia pana la ultima urcare, iar apoi ajungea oricum prima la finish. Cu toate astea a dus trena pe toata portiunea de plat dintre Ilimbav si Ighisu Vechi, precum si pe ultimii kilometrii unde ne-am tot rotit in fata, doar pentru ca asta e ideea unei curse, sa concurezi pana la sfarsit. Si ea isi merita cu prisosinta tricoul si titlul. </div><div><br /></div><div>In familia noastra, Marius e cel care a salvat weekendul cu un podium, intr-o cursa de XCO la Blajel care a avut de toate: traseul mai lung, concurenta, organizare impecabila si vreme buna la cursa copiilor. Adultii se descurca si pe torentiala, ca d-aia sunt oameni mari! </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">Credits foto: Traian Olinici, Mircea Ciuca</div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div></div>Mihaela Diaconescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03993437870895056323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378569028558677401.post-88023415231109378852023-06-17T07:36:00.001+02:002023-06-30T09:04:13.847+02:00Barcani Bike Race<div style="text-align: justify;"><div>Anul 2023 pare anul concursurilor de 2-3 ore. Si desi pana acum puteam sa jur ca nu sunt specialitatea mea, ca merita sa suferi de totii banii dati pe inscriere, dupa cateva concursuri incep sa apreciez formatul acesta mai scurt, caci iata, Marius a mai crescut un an, legatura dintre noi a prins radacini si poate sta 2 ore fara noi, cu un adult de referinta in zona.</div><div><br /></div><div>Cu gandurile astea in minte ne-am si inscris la Barcani, un concurs mic, la 40 de km de Brasov, cu cursa de adulti, dar si un fel de proba de family, starturi decalate, astfel incat fiecare sa aibe un motiv bun pentru care sa vina pana aici. Si cu taxa foarte mica de inscriere. Atat de mica, incat eram 100% sigura ca o sa o acopar dupa primii 10 km de transpiratie. Pardon, noroi. Transpiratie ar fi fost daca era uscat si rapid. Un traseu de fuga conform calculelor initiale. Insa ploaia din ultimile 2 zile a schimbat radical datele problemei, a adus in discutie noroiul si m-a facut sa mai adaug 30 min la estimarea initiala, respectiv sa mai pun un gel in buzunar. Mie nu imi place noroiul, nu stiu sa ma dau pe noroi, tot zenul se strica cand aud cuvantul noroi. Asa ca in buzunar punem strategic un betigas, pentru curatat noroiul stransa intre aparatoarea de la furca si roata :D .</div><div><br /></div><div>Startul e civilizat, eu ma pun in a doua linie, caci lista de participanti spune ca am sanse sa fiu prima fata. Nu stiu cum se intampla, dar <a href="https://amintiridinmunti.blogspot.com/2020/10/curat-murdar-un-weekend-cu-doua-curse.html" target="_blank">ultima data cand am mai fost prima fata, a fost la Pucioasa, la tura medie</a>. Tin si acum minte ce am raspuns cand mi s-a zis ca sunt prima fata: First lady of the mud. Sunt cumva convinsa ca nici acum nu va fi cu mult diferit...Si totusi mie nu imi place noroiul...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Als3rqdYQaUPRj11wLdXbK_PagefheqDQygBWlnBYkCqXvJLdOfA-wqiAJy04W8E5vYW26CU5qNbvuo47sPWvi1nuaFPlcgBKWCbrN74bFJrwtU12V1IupVHUGOykAGgZNeVGNSLX9Q-av6NQuC7O8BhJ7Q7zic0JFq02hI7B0j_HphPMxciOVTSPt2E/s1080/FB_IMG_1687201014546.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="864" data-original-width="1080" height="512" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Als3rqdYQaUPRj11wLdXbK_PagefheqDQygBWlnBYkCqXvJLdOfA-wqiAJy04W8E5vYW26CU5qNbvuo47sPWvi1nuaFPlcgBKWCbrN74bFJrwtU12V1IupVHUGOykAGgZNeVGNSLX9Q-av6NQuC7O8BhJ7Q7zic0JFq02hI7B0j_HphPMxciOVTSPt2E/w640-h512/FB_IMG_1687201014546.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Chestia asta care nu imi place isi face aparitia pe la km 3, pe un fagas framantat de vite. Apoi insa vin multi kilometrii de iarba, unde rotile se curata. Ma bucura absolut orice metru de asfalt, pietris, iarba. Orice nu are potential sa faca noroi. Profilul e cumva format din 3 sectiuni. Prima si ultima fara diferente mari de nivel, cea din mijloc in care s-au inghesuit toate urcarile. Spike-urile alea imi spun in mod evident ca or sa fie urcari din acelea care nu imi plac mie. Gaturi abrupte in care ajungi repede cu pulsul in zona 5 si unde, odata ce ai pierdut aderenta, ajungi inevitabil sa impingi. Se scurg greu si cand ma vad la baza urcarii mari, recunosc ca mi-am cam pierdut rabdarea. Totusi urcarea asta isi spala pacatele, caci de unde ma asteptam la un push bike trist, realitatea e ca am stat in sa si gradientul a fost chiar ok.</div><div><br /></div><div>Peisajul de la Barcani a fost chiar fain si este evident ca organizatorii au incercat sa scoata la iveala ce e mai fain in zona respectiva. Doar ca la concurs, printre transpiratie si noroi nu am avut ochi decat sporadic pentru peisaj. Dar recomand traseul prietenilor si tuturor celor care isi doresc o tura pe dealuri, fezabila dar nu neaparat usoara. Mai mult decat atat, traseul poate fi repetat atat primavara, cand inverzeste padurea, cat si vara cand faneata e ajunsa la apogeu, ori la inceput de octombrie, cand padurile de foioase din zona iau pur si simplu foc. </div><div><br /></div><div>Din aceeasi categorie a vorbelor bune, a fost exemplara implicarea comunitatii. Da, organizarea nu a fost fara cusur, dar oamenii de acolo au luat parte in mod activ la organizare, de la punctele de alimentare, la prezenta numeroasa la cursa copiilor. A fost un eveniment al comunitatii locale pentru musafirii ciclisti, dar a fost in egala masura si un eveniment pentru comunitate, care sa dea sens notiunii de comunitate. Pachetul de start a fost cu produse din zona, branza de la finish a fost delicioasa si multe alte detalii care fac diferenta intre un concurs facut cu suflet si unul organizat din inertie.</div><div><br /></div><div>Principalul lucru de imbunatatit ar fi marcajul de pe traseu, care chiar si cu track a fost greu de urmat in anumite locuri/ la anumite intersectii (in zona stanei-punct de alimentare, precum si la ultima coborare, inainte de a iesi in asfalt). Marcajul e suficient pentru o tura cu prietenii, insa la un concurs, pur si simplu ar trebui ca oricand ridic capul din pamant, fie sa fie o poteca/ drum evident, fie sa vad un marcaj de confirmare in apropiere. In orice caz noi cel putin intentionam sa revenim in zona cu copiii, atat pentru a dormi cu cortul in locuri faine, cat si pentru a face traseul de concurs/ o parte din el.</div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBwAGTSF8mvPXz3hAk0gJSGv7-Cj_hkVkbVECnlgGanHqo_w_2xnYTJP-XbtKiEdtc70fHLZvj9tKd1-WN6LMD1byRw_GjFvxZijAw8YZa-zaPeNvWmSv0ebsZGuAegVeUd2bU9inDlzevPxr2kdh1O-aF6UUb1sp5axnwFl5GdPO8Qy99pf1kZ3DqhJnX/s1079/FB_IMG_1687200975178.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="1079" height="428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBwAGTSF8mvPXz3hAk0gJSGv7-Cj_hkVkbVECnlgGanHqo_w_2xnYTJP-XbtKiEdtc70fHLZvj9tKd1-WN6LMD1byRw_GjFvxZijAw8YZa-zaPeNvWmSv0ebsZGuAegVeUd2bU9inDlzevPxr2kdh1O-aF6UUb1sp5axnwFl5GdPO8Qy99pf1kZ3DqhJnX/w640-h428/FB_IMG_1687200975178.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kid-ul, bucuros ca s-a intors Radu (la vremea aia eu inca ma luptam cu noroiul :) )</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYoeXWz5cacfPh8hyeiDd5Rtm9nPHTuCm9qz0Qo4DX0JqKKtlXc4FYZwb0gVQ0JlJbUcmFiZDsIPe14hFmCl8m5ph4HhVd6Z1B51VT3o5oIVYL80rcTTQbGzWKKuDZL0DM8XrKH0IecZ5ktppgL9yDkAm71qQcVESwcLa9HJLDWgKEtj8tzzX5Db6AmsKd/s1080/FB_IMG_1687369280268.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="864" data-original-width="1080" height="512" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYoeXWz5cacfPh8hyeiDd5Rtm9nPHTuCm9qz0Qo4DX0JqKKtlXc4FYZwb0gVQ0JlJbUcmFiZDsIPe14hFmCl8m5ph4HhVd6Z1B51VT3o5oIVYL80rcTTQbGzWKKuDZL0DM8XrKH0IecZ5ktppgL9yDkAm71qQcVESwcLa9HJLDWgKEtj8tzzX5Db6AmsKd/w640-h512/FB_IMG_1687369280268.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj0FId1kf4iiSgCGfnQAwKVbFx94PkZvYktY-BOB4nAGxeRR_maPLcVZ7m1fb6XO_mIUhg65Lc0cfRYNqCVaVo-Uk4jHGWB-04uGTX0l188gSVCHBxPIuSiNxGNLpb8JaVmMurRKPdR_gBgrEu3aLAiOKehbI6AxWkNvVjVy9TRXw0Wnyn--mlOoWPw_HW/s1350/FB_IMG_1687369285588.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj0FId1kf4iiSgCGfnQAwKVbFx94PkZvYktY-BOB4nAGxeRR_maPLcVZ7m1fb6XO_mIUhg65Lc0cfRYNqCVaVo-Uk4jHGWB-04uGTX0l188gSVCHBxPIuSiNxGNLpb8JaVmMurRKPdR_gBgrEu3aLAiOKehbI6AxWkNvVjVy9TRXw0Wnyn--mlOoWPw_HW/w512-h640/FB_IMG_1687369285588.jpg" width="512" /></a></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEhJgHTXBibiGU8-Rl717jHyVBm1FwXO4eafJyUEJr053_ObqiQ_gDyaSEYs7erXwWaBlIYQZsNO7PiEWXccAS0KG3SO2x7CxnN02F5u4bBtkUmfFD6qxxiQgCqIfEiJzI-c5KY1YWm1yx3H_g4EhLwocGN9kYMU31Y8bYVfNmcgGNzUGxjp0ZlW9YzlTN/s1080/FB_IMG_1687369309404.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="864" data-original-width="1080" height="512" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEhJgHTXBibiGU8-Rl717jHyVBm1FwXO4eafJyUEJr053_ObqiQ_gDyaSEYs7erXwWaBlIYQZsNO7PiEWXccAS0KG3SO2x7CxnN02F5u4bBtkUmfFD6qxxiQgCqIfEiJzI-c5KY1YWm1yx3H_g4EhLwocGN9kYMU31Y8bYVfNmcgGNzUGxjp0ZlW9YzlTN/w640-h512/FB_IMG_1687369309404.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Si distractia copiilor</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Credits foto: Ionut Olteanu, Andrei Mihai, Todor Dan, Andrei Boricean, Horia Neagoe Media</div><div><br /></div><div>Pentru ca sa va convingeti ca zona e faina si merita sa mergeti acolo, las aici si pagina evenimentului cu multe fotografii de la concurs: https://www.facebook.com/HailaBarcani</div></div>Mihaela Diaconescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03993437870895056323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378569028558677401.post-30668491312323238752023-06-07T18:27:00.009+02:002023-06-07T19:44:44.720+02:00Ganduri despre adoptie, la +1 an<div style="text-align: justify;">Pentru ca 2 iunie e ziua internationala a adoptiei, m-am mobilizat sa scriu cateva ganduri despre experienta adoptiei prin care am trecut in 2022. Nu vor fi ganduri despre cum e sa fii parinte, cvasi peste noapte, nu vor fi retete de succes despre cum sa iti cresti copilul, va fi mai mult o incurajare pentru cuplurile care se gandesc sa adopte insa nu au facut inca pasul acela. Si va fi si despre o setare realista a asteptarilor.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Pentru noi, adoptia a mers ca unsa. Una din cele mai mari temeri pe care le aud este ca va dura mult, e mult de asteptat, astepti ani intregi. In cazul nostru nu a fost insa deloc asa. A durat fix 12 luni din momentul in care ne-am apucat sa ne strangem actele si pana in momentul in care Marius s-a mutat la noi. Si ar fi putut sa fie chiar si mai scurt, probabil la jumatate.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4WILhYv_uZgbp1ZkLnR3YGXaLNPpYYgUlA-zeuRXzluLGaRBQggLMu37Nvq3kNbJSLSHjWHBr0Qx5Y0uWcvcIOe1ljXZQifhCq2IQuD2L1xfSRMiihkRou9DP1a5StRODLPlezr26PsHJ2Pl9lkGaPW_L9mbPHxvhMbMfhfyepA8UK0Uek-kRUYd18g/s2048/IMG-20220613-WA0005.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1535" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4WILhYv_uZgbp1ZkLnR3YGXaLNPpYYgUlA-zeuRXzluLGaRBQggLMu37Nvq3kNbJSLSHjWHBr0Qx5Y0uWcvcIOe1ljXZQifhCq2IQuD2L1xfSRMiihkRou9DP1a5StRODLPlezr26PsHJ2Pl9lkGaPW_L9mbPHxvhMbMfhfyepA8UK0Uek-kRUYd18g/w640-h480/IMG-20220613-WA0005.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Una din primele ture impreuna a fost, evident, in Postavaru</td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Timeline-ul a fost urmatorul:</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Iunie 2021- strans acte si depus dosar la DGASPC, la finalul lunii.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Iulie-Septembrie 2021- pauza din motive legate de concedii/ vacante.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Octombrie-Noiembrie 2021- discutii pregatitoare si cursuri la DGASPC. Atestatul de familie adoptatoare a fost emis la final de noiembrie.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Decembrie 2021-Ianuarie 2022- ne vedem de viata noastra, convinsi fiind ca dureaza ani...</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Februarie 2022. Aterizam in Malaga pentru un work from Spain de o luna- un prim email prin care suntem informati ca s-a facut o potrivire initiala cu un copil, insa la verificari suplimentare s-a constat ca nu era o potrivire ideala. Ceva se intampla, lcururile s-au pus in miscare. Panica !</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Februarie 2022 (mijlocul lunii)- primim un telefon de la DGASPC prin care suntem informati ca exista o potrivire cu un baietel de 5 ani si suntem intrebati daca vrem sa aflam mai multe detalii. Facem cerere pentru a bloca alte potriviri pana cand revenim in tara</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Martie 2022- mergem la DGASPC pentru a vedea dosarul copilului si avem prima vizita.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Aprilie- Mai 2022- facem destul de multe vizite si incercam sa petrecem timp cu Marius. Conflictul din Ucraina continua si nu stim cum sa procedam mai departe.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Final de mai 2022- Marius se muta la noi definitiv. Incep sa se scurga cele 3 luni de acomodare.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Septembrie 2022- Iese sentinta definitiva de adoptie.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Adevarul e ca nici nu ne-am grabit, nici nu ne-am lungit. Se poate si in 5- 6 luni, pentru ca actele nu dureaza mai mult de 7-10 zile, discutiile cu responsabilul de caz de la DGASPC dureaza cam 2 luni, atestatul vine repede, iar apoi, puteti, daca vreti, sa mergeti oricand sa vedeti lista copiilor cu profil public.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i>Cum de a iesit atat de bine ?</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Pe de-o parte, poate am avut si putin noroc. Pe de alta parte, sunt convinsa ca norocul si-l mai face si omul cu mana lui. In cazul nostru, noi am incercat sa fim super deschisi, atat in colaborarea cu psihologul, sociologul si responsabilul de caz de la DGASPC, cat si in criteriile pe care le-am definit atunci cand am creionat profilul copilului. Am ascultat sfaturile celor de la DGASPC, am trecut prin filtrul propriu, ne-am gandit la ce anume putem sa ne "inhamam" noi ca familie si a iesit un profil destul de relaxat. Am scos din ecuatie probleme grave de sanatate, dar am pastrat multe probleme minore de sanatate (in lista aceea aveti de toate de la probleme cardiace grave la astigmatism, dermatita, cicatrici etc). </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Ne-am uitat la copilaria noastra si ne-am dat seama ca nici noi nu am fost niste copii perfecti. Dar totusi, iata-ne la 30-40 de ani niste adulti sanatosi si impliniti. Eu am avut probleme de vorbire si eram grasuta. Am purtat aparat dentar si am suportat mult bullying. Radu a purtat ochelari si a fost astamatic. Acum avem amandoi castiguri bune, facem sport, petrecem timp de calitate cu prietenii, ne facem concedii in strainatate si in principiu, ducem o viata lipsita de griji majore.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">In tot acest proces de adoptie, noi am ales sa ne implicam activ si parintii. Stiam ca doream sa ii avem alaturi de noi, sa ne ajute si de aceea trebuia sa tinem cont si de parerile lor. Trebuiau sa porneasca alaturi de noi pe acest drum, astfel incat conexiunea se se faca usor, nepotul sa fie unul dorit si asteptat.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ-oPcuCfSW0amv9K2J1ZhRllY3KDtzhO7DLVPNXv-2fypw8mlp65ZlfbrokwaZWiDoxI0arQfDsMArX7B3ds3dvrVgipz7gt6_QWNPHzA7MrxQ20GIw4RhXvJFl3hJE6Xp06wur26aJfowCUh3QDvszOE7sP7hHcr_D2r1e9Y3ItwB_Jh4LuwSpA5xg/s1600/IMG-20221230-WA0006.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1067" data-original-width="1600" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ-oPcuCfSW0amv9K2J1ZhRllY3KDtzhO7DLVPNXv-2fypw8mlp65ZlfbrokwaZWiDoxI0arQfDsMArX7B3ds3dvrVgipz7gt6_QWNPHzA7MrxQ20GIw4RhXvJFl3hJE6Xp06wur26aJfowCUh3QDvszOE7sP7hHcr_D2r1e9Y3ItwB_Jh4LuwSpA5xg/w640-h426/IMG-20221230-WA0006.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i>Prima vizita si despre fluturii lipsa din stomac</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Atunci cand l-am cunoscut pe Marius am vazut un copil de 5 ani si atat. Un baietel cu multa energie, cu probleme de vorbire care aveam incredere ca se vor rezolva, din gura caruia intelegeam doar jumatate din ceea ce spunea... Un baietel super atasat de asistentul maternal, de ma intrebam unde o sa mai fie loc si pentru relatia noastra de atasament. Nu, nu am simtit fluturi in stomac, cum am citit pe internet. Asa cum imi explica si mama, intre tine si copil e cu totul o alta relatie comparativ cu cea dintre tine si partenerul de viata. Nu suntem genul de oameni care sa facem orice pentru a fi in preajma copiilor. Nu avem lipici la copii, ca daca aveam, nu lucram in corporatie. Dar eram convinsi ca putem iubi si putem creste un copil vesel si un adult integru, acel adult cu care ne-am dori sa lucram si sa interactionam si noi. Si cu aceste ganduri am mers mai departe.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv96cN17E3lCkhq8H07S-WYbRdA_G1RSPdpqIjvaSxHyZBQU8nD5nIL3cN1nK03p07HlQ60uJbghAv8pakSs-Dy61HnRAKX6xxlG8ffSCpjcGCHYJj89k6mBrW1mRm6jxq7czO38ZEBSf5Vhdgo6Ugc2uDT4ZblEVSmvPiPYr-sNTdv7lfNotPpJncbQ/s2048/IMG_20220416_095816.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1537" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv96cN17E3lCkhq8H07S-WYbRdA_G1RSPdpqIjvaSxHyZBQU8nD5nIL3cN1nK03p07HlQ60uJbghAv8pakSs-Dy61HnRAKX6xxlG8ffSCpjcGCHYJj89k6mBrW1mRm6jxq7czO38ZEBSf5Vhdgo6Ugc2uDT4ZblEVSmvPiPYr-sNTdv7lfNotPpJncbQ/w640-h480/IMG_20220416_095816.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">In una din primele vizite</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i>Sfaturi ?</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Cred ca cele mai important sfaturi pe care as putea sa le dau mai departe ar fi trei la numar:</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">1. Setarea corecta a asteptarilor.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">2. Educatia voastra ca parinti.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">3. Rezolvarea oricaror probleme de cuplu inainte de a incepe orice proces de adoptie. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Si am sa le iau mai jos pe rand:</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Daca voi vreti copil blond, sub 2 ani, cu ochi albastri si perfect sanatos, ei bine asta nu exista si veti sta si 10 ani asteptand imposibilul. O data ce intelegeti prin cati pasi se trece pana cand un copil este declarat adoptabil, care e background-ul copiilor din sistemul de protectie, veti reusi, sper eu, sa va calibrati asteptarile. Daca voi visati la un copil care sa se lipeasca de voi instant, poate se va intampla asta, dar va veni si vremea in care acelasi copil va va testa dragostea, cat sa se asigure ca nu va veti indeparta si voi de el. Cum ne spunea responsabilul nostru de caz (care este psiholog), un copil din sistem, care a trecut (eventual) prin mai multi asistenti maternali, sta mereu cu bagajul facut la usa, mereu pregatit sa faca fata unei alte schimbari, unei alte mutari. Ca atare e normal sa aibe si momente in care sa nu aiba 100% incredere in voi, sa vrea dovezi ca il iubiti. Si are felurile lui de a va pune la incercare dragostea, fara sa o faca cu rautate. In el se invarte un carusel de emotii, cu care de multe ori nu stie ce sa faca. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Si de aici deriva al doilea sfat, legat de una din greselile pe care le-am facut si eu. Folositi perioada de vizite pentru a va deveni niste parinti educati. Pentru a citi carti despre atasament, trauma, etape de dezvoltare a copilului etc. Nu carti de parenting, cu solutii miraculoase, ci carti din care sa intelegeti cum functioneaza mintea unui copil si cum se construieste atasamentul. Carti din care sa va trageti puterea de a avea rabdare si intelegere, carti pe care sa le recititi atunci cand simtiti ca sunteti in impas. Si aici am o lista foarte scurta:</div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li>Gabor Mate -Cum sa ne pastram copii aproape</li><li>Haim Ginott - Intre parinte si copil</li><li>Alfie Kohn- Parenting neconditionat</li></ul><div style="text-align: justify;">Al treilea sfat e legat de voi, ca si cuplu, dar si ca persoane. Orice disensiuni ati avea, rezolvati-le inainte de a incepe adoptia. Venirea unui copil in casa nu va face decat sa puna si mai mult stres in relatia de cuplu, sa adanceasca orice fisura exista intre voi. Si asta nu e un moment potrivit, caci acum aveti nevoie, mai mult ca niciodata, de cea mai stransa colaborare posibila. Deasemenea trebuie sa fiti capabili, pentru sanatatea voastra mintala si pentru a avea calmul si rabdarea necesara, sa va gasiti timp pentru voi. Pentru voi doi si pentru voi ca indivizi. Daca nevoile voastre de baza nu sunt satisfacute, atunci nu veti putea gasi in voi disponiblitatea de a iubi, timpul pentru a va conecta cu copilul vostru etc. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Gabor Mate spune: <i>"daca vrei sa devii constient de tine si sa te dezvolti emotional, ai 2 variante: fie incepi un process terapeutic, fie faci un copil."</i> Sa stiti ca si adoptia se asimileaza la fel de bine cu a doua cale, nu este deloc lipsita de provocari, dar sunt sanse sa scoata din voi tot ce e mai bun si mai iubitor. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span id="docs-internal-guid-20f1585a-7fff-7fc7-4f5f-2b40ebe88097"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZhfaRSi0obN2fybbWDuIYcgLZpAOwXqAJoojbmMHgnSloAsIKgRnRh_3hxtIaFF0fwtcqdNO-txuERVpPMaZ_wfGyeGgGNV3nknW1KWT-StgXejvT67oSaz8o5EShEzvfX0oUXoTetc2BGVJ5JYNsq00fQElLleR0AsRUJV0pUqF9hOgjiCoPI8uo1A/s1619/FB_IMG_1685959933290.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1619" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZhfaRSi0obN2fybbWDuIYcgLZpAOwXqAJoojbmMHgnSloAsIKgRnRh_3hxtIaFF0fwtcqdNO-txuERVpPMaZ_wfGyeGgGNV3nknW1KWT-StgXejvT67oSaz8o5EShEzvfX0oUXoTetc2BGVJ5JYNsq00fQElLleR0AsRUJV0pUqF9hOgjiCoPI8uo1A/w426-h640/FB_IMG_1685959933290.jpg" width="426" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Noi 3, mereu in miscare</td></tr></tbody></table><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><br /></p></span></div>Mihaela Diaconescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03993437870895056323noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378569028558677401.post-91044912774368655682023-05-28T07:03:00.005+02:002023-06-14T17:21:18.581+02:00Watt's up Ladies la GR 2023<div style="text-align: justify;">Nu am absolut nicio emotie pentru mine, legata de aceasta editie de la GR. Stiu ca pot sa fac distanta respectiva fara prea mult strans din dinti si ca disconfortul maxim ar fi dat de pozitia oarecum fixa de pe cursiera si de nevoia de a te dezmorti. Dar aveam emotii pentru noi, ca echipa. Desi nu am prea multe curse de echipa la activ, stiu ca e foarte greu sa construiesti o echipa omogena de 6 oameni. Si e si mai greu sa faci asta cu 6 fete. Din simplul motiv ca numarul de fete care se dau pe cursiera este mult sub cel al baietilor. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Watt's up Ladies nu era in planul initial. S-a nascut dintr-o simpla constatare pe care i-am aruncat-o pe Messenger lui Suzi. Si echipa de fata i se datoareaza ei in principal. Eu doar am zis ca trebuie sa facem o echipa de fete bune. Ca nu are sens sa participam altfel. Ca nu vreau sa stam 9 h pe traseu... Am pus pe lista fetele bune din Brasov, si Suzi a dus munca de convingere. Ca o sa fie fain, ca o sa fie o super experienta etc. Pana la urma, Suzi a trebuit sa amane experienta pentru un alt an, si echipei i s-a alaturat Diana. Diana cea obisnuita cu gravelul si turele lungi, dar careia nu ii vine la indemana sa manance din mers si prefera pauze mai lungi. Rose careia nu ii vine la indemana sa bea din mers, si careia trebuie sa ii amintesc ca ultra-urile de trail running la care participa o data erau cel putin la fel de lungi ca acest GR. Elena care atunci cand a zis da, cauta in calendar cand a fost ultima tura de 100 km. Toate trei, traind cu frica de Daniela, caci wattii ei de pe Strava impun respect. Miruna? O necunoscuta pentru toate fetele, cu exceptia mea. Si cumva, eu eram singura care le cunoastea pe fiecare din ele. Si intuiam ca sunt sanse sa functionam foarte bine impreuna. Am incercat sa ne ascultam una pe alta, sa ne dam seama care sunt nevoile fiecareia, sa ne facem o strategie si sa lasam loc sa ne simtim si bine. 4 dintre noi suntem si mame si experiente din acestea, in care nu esti intrerupt de 5 ori pe minut de un "De ce?", sunt valoroase si trebuie savurate. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Apoi a venit mailul in care trebuia sa facem o estimare de timp pentru stabilirea listei de start. Am calculat, am adaugat pauze, am cerut cea mai optimista parere (a lui Radu) si am raportat 6 ore si jumatate. Mi-am auzit vorbe ca e o estimare prea optimista si asta ne-a motivat si mai tare. Ne-am aliniat la start, din nou completandu-ne reciproc. Eu, Elena si Miruna aveam track-ul. Daniela fusese in recunoastere pe bucatile de gravel. Diana si Rose, si ele, pregatite pentru dus trena. Noi toate pregatite de ploaia din prognoza. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Incepem incet, asa cum am stabilit. Nu are sens sa ne omoram din prima ora. Prima suta de kilometri trebuie sa fie cat de cat digerabila. Daca dupa prima suta esti mort, urmatorii 60 vor fi agonie. Si nu asta era ideea. Nu asta face o cursa sa fie memorabila, in sensul bun al cuvantului...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzq66Gsk-0m3enYo9Bw_-WbLApmn3s2JzNcozhwHfd_xP3vUeZn3xumpJGVSU8Epow92cy5lXM_IVMRqy0HyrffvTGasq6bVrj85ApCNvN01LeoKQcO6nk-xuXiX2-TUcgcq8trUTqxVzOYCNjIZKrIz1uBKq1rx6t-3c4J90lSovELc76erQzEdXnFA/s1600/347291510_169372526080695_8854807217913982953_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1067" data-original-width="1600" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzq66Gsk-0m3enYo9Bw_-WbLApmn3s2JzNcozhwHfd_xP3vUeZn3xumpJGVSU8Epow92cy5lXM_IVMRqy0HyrffvTGasq6bVrj85ApCNvN01LeoKQcO6nk-xuXiX2-TUcgcq8trUTqxVzOYCNjIZKrIz1uBKq1rx6t-3c4J90lSovELc76erQzEdXnFA/w640-h426/347291510_169372526080695_8854807217913982953_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQegZsRhj958mUx37Tbn5uztF90sgclErS4_wk7WRrJzVksZIF4v3Jw6XEoAjdlwZDJAuRbklCKK7GDvNySRZOicgIGrAOrqd_eeB4jO-JVQWtgkqCSzoYM8DsABeTIEl38W00DcoayMfVnEY8qfsH4FLtLLv-uHiaVsEX3PG5cxhG6uXIRkb-wcm-lg/s1555/Screenshot_20230527_164607_com.facebook.katana_edit_120704649264393.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1555" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQegZsRhj958mUx37Tbn5uztF90sgclErS4_wk7WRrJzVksZIF4v3Jw6XEoAjdlwZDJAuRbklCKK7GDvNySRZOicgIGrAOrqd_eeB4jO-JVQWtgkqCSzoYM8DsABeTIEl38W00DcoayMfVnEY8qfsH4FLtLLv-uHiaVsEX3PG5cxhG6uXIRkb-wcm-lg/w444-h640/Screenshot_20230527_164607_com.facebook.katana_edit_120704649264393.jpg" width="444" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Asta ne asteapta</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrs6KotVE-IeEL8aKgrDjIT7bY4jgP1f_sapXOo2RsHZ6tGqPaqlQ8XQ20vrL6CVU4tjDNTfloC3O8EWVgboqk4O0envO1YzcLBb7KWtLdw9sYclr8twl1-LfBdYEoBN5OMx6NzpDuf-4U_1lbwyTYsTUJz5jc3AiKraKgKdaBR0o2W4IavlI7WhdRow/s2048/351010995_2226049380927304_7592265265350071840_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrs6KotVE-IeEL8aKgrDjIT7bY4jgP1f_sapXOo2RsHZ6tGqPaqlQ8XQ20vrL6CVU4tjDNTfloC3O8EWVgboqk4O0envO1YzcLBb7KWtLdw9sYclr8twl1-LfBdYEoBN5OMx6NzpDuf-4U_1lbwyTYsTUJz5jc3AiKraKgKdaBR0o2W4IavlI7WhdRow/w426-h640/351010995_2226049380927304_7592265265350071840_n.jpg" width="426" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Eu pentru munca ce ne sta in fata, mi-am facut curaj<br />cu niste prajituri de casa, marca GR</td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Inca din primii 20 de kilometri devine evidenta cea mai buna strategie. Daniela,Miruna si cu mine ne rotim la trena. Fetele stau cuminti in spate, mananca, se hidrateaza si isi pastreaza energia pentru ultima ora. Cea mai grea...Ora care conteaza la un concurs si poate face diferenta intre o experienta faina si un gust amar. GR nu e un concurs cu premii. Dar exista un clasament, exista o limita de timp si exista echipe de baieti pe care ar fi fain sa le depasim. Si asta ma face sa il tratez, in mintea mea, si ca pe un concurs. Propavaduiesc intens inainte si in timpul cursei crezul meu: "mananca si bea". Eu nu pot sa sustin intensitate in a 5-a ora de concurs daca am mancat doar un baton... Si incerc sa le conving si pe fete de asta. Pana la Lisnau avem o medie de 30 km/h, desi am inceput usurel, cam ca la o tura normala. Pe prima portiune de gravel mergem insa super bine si recuperam 2 pozitii. Aparent celorlalte echipe nu le prea place cu gravel-ul. Nici mie, personal, nu imi place, dar merg fetele mele... asa ca ma tin si eu dupa ele... Pe europeanul de la Reci si pana spre Valea Mare, duce Daniela o trena impecabila, de ne urca din nou media orara. Aici sunt pe aceeasi lungime de unda cu ea. Merita sa mergem cu grija pe portiunile de gravel si sa tragem pe asfalt, acolo unde wattii ies mai bine,mai ales daca avem si vant bun...Pe urcarea de la Valea Mare si pe gravelul ce ii urma, la fel, mergem bine si depasim echipe. Pauza de la Barcani e exact la km 80. De cum ma dau jos de pe bicicleta stiu ce trebuie sa fac: o sticla mare de apa, 2 dulciuri. Indesi ceva dulce in gura cat timp umplii bidoane goale, faci un pipi si in 5 minute esti gata. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPvcpGj2IfkDJcYQAj8ZBxefDAe8L4y1ORu-JJPapr8fUF54wiH4IbMz6Z6aMrvdNwcaPfarx8bwVGQL4n4R2trqHNAjUoOcAYFUcwDMWLodJLL3_n9rG1KG-2MYB2tlcximceUtEgWNiA7SFWL9AyAlzdmfatt0a0jd3OiQBiMgE1vUdlAahnZpyB6Q/s1080/FB_IMG_1686146016998.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1080" height="424" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPvcpGj2IfkDJcYQAj8ZBxefDAe8L4y1ORu-JJPapr8fUF54wiH4IbMz6Z6aMrvdNwcaPfarx8bwVGQL4n4R2trqHNAjUoOcAYFUcwDMWLodJLL3_n9rG1KG-2MYB2tlcximceUtEgWNiA7SFWL9AyAlzdmfatt0a0jd3OiQBiMgE1vUdlAahnZpyB6Q/w640-h424/FB_IMG_1686146016998.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjimtQMtdybBnFz-F60h_kWcJJqMkJxLW6_6m6f1iTxpFmoIPwtk0sh0T0SQQhJSCLwy2UdJVvsNczzd8XwytIcq_kp6d603iBhOloW-4J3kgSd0ucpQInp5lVY0oczWEA6Ess2Dv9CblE2z9EnZ4g3Vjm4tgPpwdnwF65O0JXjD33p3H7MY0vzu483TQ/s1080/FB_IMG_1685196932900.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="1080" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjimtQMtdybBnFz-F60h_kWcJJqMkJxLW6_6m6f1iTxpFmoIPwtk0sh0T0SQQhJSCLwy2UdJVvsNczzd8XwytIcq_kp6d603iBhOloW-4J3kgSd0ucpQInp5lVY0oczWEA6Ess2Dv9CblE2z9EnZ4g3Vjm4tgPpwdnwF65O0JXjD33p3H7MY0vzu483TQ/w640-h426/FB_IMG_1685196932900.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dupa pauza de la Barcani (foto Bogdan Alecu)</td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">In 8 minute suntem plecate. Nu cred ca astea 8 minute s-ar putea numi pauza pentru Diana, ma pregatesc moral pentru o a doua oprire in centru in Sfantu Gheorghe, dar momentan suntem din nou in sa, gata sa rontaim Zagonul. Zagonul e plin de fotografi si are un gravel de mare clasa, umezit usor dupa ploile recente, cat sa aiba aderenta perfecta. De bucurie ca am scapat, fara incidente, si de a treia portiune de gravel, cand imi vine randul la trena, apas in pedalele alea pana vad ca sunt la FTP. Nu e cazul sa menajez nimic acum. Merita profitat de portiunea asta care e la vale si merita sa transpir pentru fiecare minut. Trecem de Moacsa, ii depasim pe ingerii Dianei Bolea (ne-am alergat pana acum cu echipa celor de la Capgemini), ne relaxam putin pe asfaltul bun de pe malul lacului Padureni si ne facem curaj pentru ultima bucata de gravel. Daca scapam si de asta, deja ma vad cu un picior la linia de finish. Imi pare cea mai lunga bucata, dar poate si pentru ca ne doream sa ne vedem revenite in asfalt, fara pana si fara incidente. Pe portiunea spre Ghidfalau, stand in spatele Danielei fac calcule. Ne incadram sigur in 6h30. Ba chiar, cu putin noroc, ar putea sa fie un timp sub 6 ore. Refac calculele si ii spun si Danielei. Imi confirma ca e posibil. Si poate gandul asta a activat-o si pe ea, caci ne poarta fara gres spre Sfantu Gheorghe. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Aici preiau eu si navighez orasul, pana iesim la giratoriul spre Valcele. Moralul e sus, caci de aici, cu exceptia Mirunei, stim cu toate ce mai e si cat mai e. Daniela preia si stabileste un pace conservativ pe urcarea pana in Valcele. Chiar daca e o urcare lunga si usoara, mai avem nevoie de energie pentru ultimii 20 de kilometri. Lasam putin pedala aici, suntem depasite frumos de o echipa de baieti (Titanii) care mergeau foarte compus (o placere sa ii privesti) si ne lansam in coborarea spre Araci. Suntem in continuare in carti pentru un timp sub 6 ore. In spate se lasa linistea. Ne ajuta putin panta, ne ajuta putin vantul, dar se si apasa pedala. Nu mai e nimic de spus. Asteptam cu toatele sa se scurga kilometrii, si mai avem resurse si determinare sa ii facem sa se scurga repede. Pentru portiunea asta ne-am pastrat energia, pentru aceste pedale de final am fost disciplinate si nu ne-am abatut de la plan. Intram in oras, intru din nou in modul "navighez eu, caci doar in Coresi merg la munca", ne aranjam putin tinuta si intram triumfatoare pe pietonala ce duce la finish. Sub 6 ore, pentru toti cei care au crezut sau nu au crezut in noi. Si un sentiment super fain de multumire ne incearca pe toate 6. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0RR1eiGcjiSl-f6PJyXUlrCzHJqoJtvge37BYkzlHIq0xcJEVuVP1lWNXrkdbCgcs8kRWrcUKmkCnX4lAJ-iyljDVq34w5rlgqAbxuUB4xt7ARSOh8F1mTa1O9OmcpPGd3TffTz_r89ZthX0it6HLv4pRy92NRQeqvINMMb-d3OtnhoBwdDiyN6CiRg/s2048/347263394_5841634772629961_7473104507697873771_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0RR1eiGcjiSl-f6PJyXUlrCzHJqoJtvge37BYkzlHIq0xcJEVuVP1lWNXrkdbCgcs8kRWrcUKmkCnX4lAJ-iyljDVq34w5rlgqAbxuUB4xt7ARSOh8F1mTa1O9OmcpPGd3TffTz_r89ZthX0it6HLv4pRy92NRQeqvINMMb-d3OtnhoBwdDiyN6CiRg/w426-h640/347263394_5841634772629961_7473104507697873771_n.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">A fost poate experienta primaverii si, pentru mine, ceea ce o face sa iasa din tiparul atator altor concursuri, este fix puterea echipei. Apartenenta, abilitati puse la comun, frici depasite, bucuria impartasita. GR este o experienta. Si eu nu traiesc pentru shopping, eu traiesc pentru experiente. Cumparaturile nu scriu jurnale si adidasii se tocesc dupa un an de mers in ei, chiar si daca mergi cu ei doar de acasa pana la club. Experientele insa vor ingropa zeci de perechi de pantofi, bratari sau posete, se vor scrie in pielea mea, in ridurile mele si cel mai important in amintirile mele. Caci povestile faine incep cu "a fost o data".</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Un scurt video al editiei din 2023: <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lwijmDygMmk">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lwijmDygMmk</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Si pentru toti cei care ridica din sprancene la ideea unui eveniment marca GR, las aici doua ganduri:</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">1. Toate locurile s-au dat in 2 minute dupa ce s-au deschis inscrierile.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">2. Si un comentariu pe care l-am lasat pe Facebook, la una de la pozele de start <i>"Prajiturile sunt geniale. Cand vorbesc de GR, am trei argumente: e un super concurs de echipa, oamenii pun suflet in ceea ce fac si sunt super atenti la detalii si au cele mai bune prajituri. Prajituri de casa, facute de mamele organizatorilor. Unde ai mai vazut tu asa ceva? Mie imi plac de mor dulciurile, nu am top 3 sau 5, dar pot sa zic ca those home-made cookies are just GReat!"</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i>Foto: Bela Bendek (www.belabenedek.com @benedek.bela), Janos Cherestes</i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i> (cjphoto.ro @cherestes.janos), Alecu Bogdan, Radu Diaconescu</i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i><br /></i></div>Mihaela Diaconescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03993437870895056323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378569028558677401.post-38786870145646691882023-05-22T08:48:00.003+02:002023-05-22T08:53:50.132+02:00Prima Evadare 2023<div style="text-align: justify;"><div><br /></div><div>Prima ora a zburat literalmente pe langa mine. Sau eu am zburat pe drumurile de pamant de pe langa Bucuresti. Noi si vantul care nu s-a oprit o clipa si care a batut mereu din fata, asa cum ii si cade bine la o cursa de ciclism.</div><div><br /></div><div>Nu stiam la ce sa ma astept de la o cursa cu 1500 participanti. O cursa rapida, in care stai cu pulsul in gat, o cursa unde conteaza unde te pozitionezi si a cui roata o tii. Desi Prima Evadare e la a 15-a editie, pentru mine e prima participare. Si calculele mele spuneau ca ar trebui sa mi se potriveasca, caci pe plat nu merg chiar prost... Dar socoteala de acasa nu se potriveste mereu cu cea din targ. Radu face tot ce poate sa imi pregateasca bicicleta, eu sunt prinsa cu munca si nu prea gasesc timp sa ies si sa ma antrenez pe plat, asa ca ma simt cam cu lectiile nefacute la start. Sper doar sa gresesc cat mai putin. E acolo un echilibru foarte fin intre a profita de avantajele unui pluton si a evita cazaturi si efectul de acordeon. O cazatura tot imi fur pe la kilometrul 12, dar e bine ca atat eu cat si bicicleta ne ridicam repede de pe jos si cursa continua. Ca si la o cursa de sosea sunt mereu intrebari de genul: stau cu acest grupetto sau accelerez, ma lupt cu vantul si incerc sa prind grupul din fata care s-a rupt de grupul nostru? Stiu ca raspunsul corect e mereu sa accelerezi si cum simt ca picioarele sunt cu mine astazi, o fac de fiecare data. Daca nu mergi cu primii (si eu nu ajung niciodata sa ma tin de ei), ai mereu variatii date de oamenii care participa, de forma lor fizica etc, ca atare ideea de a tine roata cuiva de la un capat la alta a unui concurs, pe care o vehiculeaza si practica Radu, mie mi se pare greu de pus in aplicare. Inevitabil, ajung si eu in plutonul potrivit, dar pe la mijlocul cursei... </div><div><br /></div><div>Oricum, ochi pentru cifre nu prea am, caci trebuie sa casc bine ochii la ce se intampla in fata mea. Si sa ciulesc bine urechile la ce se intampla si dupa mine.</div><div><br /></div><div>Prima jumatate e rapida, a doua jumtate are insa mai multa poteca si ma suprind dansand printre copaci, cu bicicleta sub mine. Am in minte un mic filmulet cu cadrele care mi-au placut cel mai mult. Praful frunzelor uscate, care se ridica in urma rotilor noastre,mirosul incredibil de salcam care ma insoteste cam 1 km prin padure, tunelul de vegetatie din apropierea finishului. Nu stiu a cata fata sunt. Sunt 4 fete la elite, dar eu tot sper sa vin a treia, dupa Suzi si Miruna. Apas pedala, inchid in momentul in care plutonul se rupe pe portiunile de viteza. Nu conteaza cat suferi. In 2 ore nu ai cum sa te arzi. Prin padure e racoare, pe drumurile deschise ma racoreste vantul si eu tin cu dintii orice roata din fata mea. Recunosc ca m-a ajutat mult tura din aprilie cu echipa, caci pe langa markerii care imi spuneau ca mai sunt 10,8,5,3 km, stiam in mare ce ma asteapta. Finish-ul valurit m-a suprins, dar cand il aud pe Memo ca spune un loc cu 100 si ceva, imi dau seama ca a fost un alt concurs reusit. </div><div><br /></div><div>Cand mai creste Marius, facem echipa, momentan insa ne bucuram de o cursa buna pentru ambii parinti... Poate ca in pump track o sa mearga foarte curand mai bine ca mine. Dar cand e vorba de fuga, varsta e inca de partea noastra. </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXTiqLeT6zKSpIWUiB0EiwCmm5c_jqxGcxRSAzVrh6zA5baHGEit3tQX6KnLNffXgzwFzbnHu4flU8T4iiuyEsIjntZY3bJQuxL0RfmY-OpjFkClirHdDtjjvh3cVVIkaLN5RX-AxCv6kAjsE-VFnRi5eVWVGsCxP94kaEKEK6kvidC0k6DDlCyuQJKw/s1081/FB_IMG_1684727491139.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="1081" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXTiqLeT6zKSpIWUiB0EiwCmm5c_jqxGcxRSAzVrh6zA5baHGEit3tQX6KnLNffXgzwFzbnHu4flU8T4iiuyEsIjntZY3bJQuxL0RfmY-OpjFkClirHdDtjjvh3cVVIkaLN5RX-AxCv6kAjsE-VFnRi5eVWVGsCxP94kaEKEK6kvidC0k6DDlCyuQJKw/w640-h426/FB_IMG_1684727491139.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Podiumul de la Feminin +36 de ani</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSXfkQcWmakxC7mvOE-gw_yHcefN9Uy8Cq5EgckGbD6tC48hloq9j86Mt-gocKZx9zAI9_Gvo6kCchsCPEzA3WvSLA8T8eqiSPoxmjTPVxym9H0sOGT1xRcIuO75He3MmilNeCzB-nplDSBiFXz8MUGD1dXBKYcWJUw15-2yTgyoYiI8RxD49O8tzo2w/s1420/Screenshot_20230520_185211.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1420" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSXfkQcWmakxC7mvOE-gw_yHcefN9Uy8Cq5EgckGbD6tC48hloq9j86Mt-gocKZx9zAI9_Gvo6kCchsCPEzA3WvSLA8T8eqiSPoxmjTPVxym9H0sOGT1xRcIuO75He3MmilNeCzB-nplDSBiFXz8MUGD1dXBKYcWJUw15-2yTgyoYiI8RxD49O8tzo2w/w486-h640/Screenshot_20230520_185211.jpg" width="486" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Despre organizare, numai de bine (si nu pentru ca as fi partinitoare, avand in vedere ca este un concurs organizat chiar de echipa din care fac parte), dar:</div><div><br /></div><div>1. Nici nu vreau sa ma gandesc ce inseamna sa organizezi un eveniment pentru 1500 de oameni.</div><div>2. Sistemul de atribuire a numerelor/ asezare la start. Poate nu perfect, dar in orice caz, o solutie pentru a evita haosul generalizat cand ai 1500 de oameni la start.</div><div>3. Medalia de finisher (super faina).</div><div>4. Pastele delicioase (cred ca am mancat 3 portii).</div><div>5. Locul de finish, super relaxat, cu iarba, lac, stand-uri de mancare pentru participanti si apartinatori, mese, scaune, tot ce trebuie.</div><div>6. Faptul ca s-a respectat programul anuntat pe site, de la ora de start, la cea a festivitatii de premiere.</div><div>7. Logistica autobuzelor care puteau prelua participantii care doreau sa se intoarca in Bucuresti, mai ales ca dupa festivitatea de premiere s-a pornit o ploaie pe care sigur nu iti doreai sa pedalezi +30 km spre casa.</div><div><br /></div></div>Mihaela Diaconescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03993437870895056323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378569028558677401.post-27551216937095956672023-05-20T06:20:00.003+02:002023-05-20T06:22:47.443+02:00Marvin 2023<div style="text-align: justify;"><div>... si zonele de frecventa cardiaca.</div><div><br /></div><div>Cum Maratonul Vinului a fost primul concurs pe 2023, in ultimile iesiri cu mtb-ul mi-am desenat traseele, cat mai apropiate de tiparul de la concurs, si in ciuda frigului din Brasov, am apasat pedala, cat sa verific daca inca mai pot sta, suficient de mult in zona 3 si 4 de heart rate, caci dupa o iarna intrega de zona 2, le dadusem disparute...</div><div><br /></div><div>Dupa ce m-am linistit ca zonele mele de heart rate sunt la locul lor, ma trezesc la start fara centura de frecventa cardiaca (senzor de putere oricum nu am pe mtb). Deci cu ce masuram noi datele si cum putem stii daca ceea ce simt eu, se si reflecta in cifre?</div><div><br /></div><div>Cum sansa de a gasi o centura de puls de imprumut e considerabil mai mica, comparativ cu a gasi o pereche de pantaloni cu bazon, de care cauta Radu, ma consolez cu situatia si imi spun ca solutia e simpla: merg cat de tare pot. Plec tare si o tin tot asa... Planul de la masina suna bine, insa cand ajung la linia de start, constat ca din prea mult entuziasm de inceput de sezon, lumea s-a asezat la start cu niste zeci de minute inainte si sfarsesc in ultima linie, alaturi de alti cativa rataciti. Asezarea la start e o lectie pe care o uit mereu, de la un sezon la altul si in primele curse gresesc constant la acest capitol. Totusi nu inteleg care e logica pentru care trebuie sa te pui cu 30 minute mai devreme la start pentru a prinde un loc in prima treime din pluton!!!???!!! Si din acest punct de vedere, apreciez etapele de Cupa Nationala, cu boxele valorice de start!</div><div><br /></div><div>Slalomul printre oameni nu a fost niciodata specialitatea mea, dar pe prima urcare lunga de la Marvin imi iese si urcarea imi prieste. In fapt, e probabil similara cu drumurile de langa casa, atat ca lungime, cat si ca gradient. Aici depasesc multe fete, dar cum nu stiu cine s-a aliniat la start, nu am idee cu cine ma intrec si calculez ca optimist-realist ma asteapt un loc intre 4 si 6, la general, daca Radu a reusit sa stranga valva de la roata, nu pierd aer si nu ma trezesc ca trebuie sa umflu cauciucul la fiecare 10 km.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBR4bUCBfdeagEpbZRBCWsYE6M0ZMgHdkAL6tTfWWlbFgKCiF6gceBLhoP-iLv8ZdcMPY7iipQUdfpB1oXbU1iJShyyN2XMVw6JWYgFWTjLRIbKUXZFbe47ce5EOJGH_a-NAnIKpcO4raFv0JbjXMN7OZ5ljUnw4fd5rBvVcHUvKHtWke64IrmL4jz_w/s2048/230513-11-19-38-DSC_4594.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1364" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBR4bUCBfdeagEpbZRBCWsYE6M0ZMgHdkAL6tTfWWlbFgKCiF6gceBLhoP-iLv8ZdcMPY7iipQUdfpB1oXbU1iJShyyN2XMVw6JWYgFWTjLRIbKUXZFbe47ce5EOJGH_a-NAnIKpcO4raFv0JbjXMN7OZ5ljUnw4fd5rBvVcHUvKHtWke64IrmL4jz_w/w640-h426/230513-11-19-38-DSC_4594.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://amintiridinmunti.blogspot.com/2018/05/maratonul-vinului-marvin-2018.html" target="_blank">La Marvin am mai fost in 2018</a>, pe vremea in care, tura de 18 km se repeta o data, de doua, sau de 3 ori. M-am uitat putin peste pozele de atunci si am zambit cand am vazut cum aratam atunci pe bicicleta...</div><div>Traseul de 51 km nu e cu totul nou, am mai fost pe aici cu prietenii, candva in timpul pandemiei, in cautarea soarelui si a primaverii, dar atunci am mers pentru socializare, in ritm de 5 ore pe traseu, asa ca nu imi amintesc mare lucru nici de atunci.</div><div><br /></div><div>Revenind la cursa, dupa ce se incheie prima urcare si se cern plutoanele, cam raman in grupul meu de baieti. Fete nu mai vad. Undeva un deal mai departe as zice ca e tricoul albastru a lui Miriam, dar nu pare sa ma apropii de el, desi as zice ca urc bine. Urcarile vin si trec. Si coborarile la fel. Sablonul se repeta mereu. Recuperez pe urcare cateva pozitii, pierd pe coborare. Nu e nimic tehnic si desi zbor in toate directiile cu bicicleta si incerc sa ma tin bine de ea, baietii ma depasesc.</div><div><br /></div><div>Vremea e pe sufletul brasovenilor. Noros, la inceput incepe si o burnita, deja ma gandesc sa mai arunc din apa, ca ma intorc cu ea la start...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiGLeAVxfSvX3XsJh6nDO3LvP6F3Tx82_qOPvaucikemHKFo1bAc4tN0y49Igf97fsQix45MByNKP4OU9dW20y6JRabypS-0gEOG3tQ8-LG3-DHHswOCk3lq_DOKXT7AlxTjqydH7WBbsxRA_TqeddmK9Y5WkGFg-u-ENP0zU_nXprHy1CAx1IL_f8Rg/s2048/230513-13-39-58-DSC_8491.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1364" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiGLeAVxfSvX3XsJh6nDO3LvP6F3Tx82_qOPvaucikemHKFo1bAc4tN0y49Igf97fsQix45MByNKP4OU9dW20y6JRabypS-0gEOG3tQ8-LG3-DHHswOCk3lq_DOKXT7AlxTjqydH7WBbsxRA_TqeddmK9Y5WkGFg-u-ENP0zU_nXprHy1CAx1IL_f8Rg/w640-h426/230513-13-39-58-DSC_8491.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq11B3tQeuef8w-vEmjAgKYp7saotiF4GIer-ord6pmAQjkbAPuVJ0b6q0i-z1BAJ28fMtD-wdH1SlyAIJTJh2jofp8Au-sGMvgugWPfjMvdsj3OpmNHUDp0q5oXIMmsSm8L7R4mdzM6Yb7_Ko395c5APYmg-aj0lpEKTI3M1zzxcETWqjn-VEbrgUfQ/s2048/230513-12-12-43-7389.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1367" data-original-width="2048" height="428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq11B3tQeuef8w-vEmjAgKYp7saotiF4GIer-ord6pmAQjkbAPuVJ0b6q0i-z1BAJ28fMtD-wdH1SlyAIJTJh2jofp8Au-sGMvgugWPfjMvdsj3OpmNHUDp0q5oXIMmsSm8L7R4mdzM6Yb7_Ko395c5APYmg-aj0lpEKTI3M1zzxcETWqjn-VEbrgUfQ/w640-h428/230513-12-12-43-7389.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj60Irb_eN7Ggz56bflf4phrPqGjQe7KDhE4cFJYOXMTZa_RpLF0W3-cVLBXCBC7qxOnj5Lh8Jxteqh3mMcgck-3os2_edcHxAbGKVR6HXgA7GATYVjjQpNi7s88YzM8-Y7-a-ZHSjzzWzGLX4afLAB-wPLP6zYCJWSNy0TB83ADQXi6FN8Zgn4btFchw/s2048/230513121341_DSC2963.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1367" data-original-width="2048" height="428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj60Irb_eN7Ggz56bflf4phrPqGjQe7KDhE4cFJYOXMTZa_RpLF0W3-cVLBXCBC7qxOnj5Lh8Jxteqh3mMcgck-3os2_edcHxAbGKVR6HXgA7GATYVjjQpNi7s88YzM8-Y7-a-ZHSjzzWzGLX4afLAB-wPLP6zYCJWSNy0TB83ADQXi6FN8Zgn4btFchw/w640-h428/230513121341_DSC2963.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiCMdHetFyhzQUfLP7Unt_0UP8nOoMgYYat_Nifzee3PpMigVORcW5s0FojS7WWADLZqgH_bwtqLnVLrzZ7Chf7q2DHn0I7SC-gZc3MMPE8U27NYHNWmXuLtsjCKluCyPOYq78sR5_GKpwdE1LmKLlY2GwhDSvEif5bpi13JYdUfsjrPxKNF1JHp136w/s2048/20230513-1346179W0A9221.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiCMdHetFyhzQUfLP7Unt_0UP8nOoMgYYat_Nifzee3PpMigVORcW5s0FojS7WWADLZqgH_bwtqLnVLrzZ7Chf7q2DHn0I7SC-gZc3MMPE8U27NYHNWmXuLtsjCKluCyPOYq78sR5_GKpwdE1LmKLlY2GwhDSvEif5bpi13JYdUfsjrPxKNF1JHp136w/w640-h426/20230513-1346179W0A9221.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Pe nesimtite, sau oricum, inainte sa ma uit la ceas si sa ma intreb cat mai e, ma trezesc cu 3 din cele 5 urcari deja bifate. Socotesc ca voi ajunge la finish in mai putin de 2h45 si faptul ca ne-am intersectat cu turele mai scurte si orizontul imi este plin de concurenti, ma face sa invart in continuare, constiincios, pedala. </div><div><br /></div><div>Elevatia ramasa se tot imputineaza, acum 100 m, acum 30 si la final, doar la vale, o coborare rapida, fix pe portiunea de asfalt unde mi-am facut incalzirea si 2h38 pentru primul concurs la sezonului. Nu stiu exact cate vor urma, dar e cu siguranta, Marvin a fost un concurs care mi-a cazut bine. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj68_laY8Tgztbr49ps4DpfImaGQuk-a9u2hn4kjhd5Tgu5Sza7nubUS0VWU7BePgbnxjdJS7wUMngTtBIUpIx-oabIB23iA7bkHW7xMvj4Y_L9bHln9fxfs9mmoKchPd2sXvrBH2v1JzEMv9-a7eCYM8eOFbOCdPo6xLNUYYstzahJDzli5DjmoWBujg/s1081/FB_IMG_1684070968740.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="1081" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj68_laY8Tgztbr49ps4DpfImaGQuk-a9u2hn4kjhd5Tgu5Sza7nubUS0VWU7BePgbnxjdJS7wUMngTtBIUpIx-oabIB23iA7bkHW7xMvj4Y_L9bHln9fxfs9mmoKchPd2sXvrBH2v1JzEMv9-a7eCYM8eOFbOCdPo6xLNUYYstzahJDzli5DjmoWBujg/w640-h426/FB_IMG_1684070968740.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj49Ul0H4aMi1FvGw63PMztM7W_-cCi8obQoGlLi5nW2EFC6j2V1snHmjk67fpZD-KnU378oIGUA2dU3UArBR02_PzWm7NIf7_fIgszIzjpk0pb5miv4VF6MjWSJptbFjI4fk_Qd6YdlfOquEFJcnUl3Y4pz_k34Zz437InwnWj6Pic1Rl2qU3UCUcK-g/s1080/FB_IMG_1684070902008.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="696" data-original-width="1080" height="412" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj49Ul0H4aMi1FvGw63PMztM7W_-cCi8obQoGlLi5nW2EFC6j2V1snHmjk67fpZD-KnU378oIGUA2dU3UArBR02_PzWm7NIf7_fIgszIzjpk0pb5miv4VF6MjWSJptbFjI4fk_Qd6YdlfOquEFJcnUl3Y4pz_k34Zz437InwnWj6Pic1Rl2qU3UCUcK-g/w640-h412/FB_IMG_1684070902008.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaNUK60jSLxwDHRTSKV38-WqoLn6EguuuxcFEKEdP-5jijH0h_HP9NTD7mFdpRo62CcyTDCX9srH2bDiJXpIzbypH5jYio2fcdoz4w2knkbmZ1szeyLz17khinERP71OYzxQtwqdzgUBBrR8rwGV8WKlCpB2OdBsynu6_SxDK630SZPqrbivDkDoHrGw/s1081/FB_IMG_1684070926554.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="1081" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaNUK60jSLxwDHRTSKV38-WqoLn6EguuuxcFEKEdP-5jijH0h_HP9NTD7mFdpRo62CcyTDCX9srH2bDiJXpIzbypH5jYio2fcdoz4w2knkbmZ1szeyLz17khinERP71OYzxQtwqdzgUBBrR8rwGV8WKlCpB2OdBsynu6_SxDK630SZPqrbivDkDoHrGw/w640-h426/FB_IMG_1684070926554.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tragand linie, a fost un loc 1 la categoria de varsta si un loc 4 la general, dupa fetele de la Elite</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div>La final, inchei cu cateva ganduri legate de organizare:</div><div><br /></div><div>1. Traseul a fost marcat impecabil. Nu a fost nevoie nici macar o secunda sa ma uit pe ecranul de navigatie. </div><div>2. Ridicarea pachetelor de start a mers foarte bine.</div><div>3. Diverse activitati pentru copii. </div><div>4. Ramanand la cursa pentru copii insa, e si un aspect de imbunatatit, mai exact startul. 2 boxe, una pentru copiii mai mari care fac 2 bucle si una pentru copiii mai mici, care fac o bucla, e ideal. Sau start decalat. Copiii mari pleaca la 9, copiii mici pleaca la 9.10, termina cam in acelasi timp si ramane totusi suficient de mult timp pana la startul adultilor. Haosul de la start cu mutari de copii si biciclete dintr-o parte in alta a plutonului a fost departe de ideal.</div><div><br /></div><div>Foto: Razvan Lupica, Traian Olinici, Tibi Hila, Janos Cherestes</div><div><br /></div></div>Mihaela Diaconescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03993437870895056323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378569028558677401.post-12636185166707835772023-05-09T19:25:00.004+02:002023-05-10T07:51:50.894+02:00Si copiii mici fac ture faine<div style="text-align: justify;"><div>Nu credeam ca o sa ajung sa scriu jurnale despre ture cu copii, dar zilele de vineri si sambata au fost prea faine ca sa nu lase o urma si pe hartia virtuala a blogului. Zile de primavara coapta, cu mult verde, cu copiii liberi, cu joaca, cu noroi, cu soare, cu provocari si reusite.</div><div><br /></div><div>Vineri a fost si prima zi in care am mers la birou dupa 3 ani si 2 luni de work from home si ea nu se putea incheia mai bine decat cu o noapte la cort. Initial voiam sa mergem la unul din locurile dragi noua de la Holbav, dar am reconfigurat cu ceva pajiste fara view, insa cu iarba perfecta si cu acces auto. Nu am rezistat insa sa nu facem o vizita dealului de unde se vede cel mai fain apus din zona, pana au venit si s-au instalat Hoinarii. Focul a incalzit atmosfera, copiii si-au facut de cap, candva a sfarait si niste carne pe gratar si a fost o seara asa cum trebuie.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxn-TnyjQsEOzptG0MWsQc0lyPetEVVO8xqqZSrX9njl_eDFN4Xa7_WhSJfZD4H4asPiZYP9Z5NBTssu1q6KfKIMxfOI8lQ0uAbwgwHX-b-je0Hv_egQ7cHwlVHs2pFRvs5_kcfCKPDzEyCV9xp3gMYlx8q9FPOckInO_HtaNIjmy6QjfZvoj0H4XLyw/s2048/A7204378.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxn-TnyjQsEOzptG0MWsQc0lyPetEVVO8xqqZSrX9njl_eDFN4Xa7_WhSJfZD4H4asPiZYP9Z5NBTssu1q6KfKIMxfOI8lQ0uAbwgwHX-b-je0Hv_egQ7cHwlVHs2pFRvs5_kcfCKPDzEyCV9xp3gMYlx8q9FPOckInO_HtaNIjmy6QjfZvoj0H4XLyw/w640-h426/A7204378.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimJu2AAvKI_BBIIAIUUKMIvLO96bPCRtxGnO1tOt7oVzRZrcVxDgMWiEeoIzN0kLIsGUpJykftMY52If91t96tlIfx26V4XwZq3J8sNi4B6MsHV8kevUccrc-MbuxeER_oiczCZQfNidlh4zMG6y4FGM43voVbrsjVflOJxaOZbtbJtcjLAPvzYkRTBg/s2048/A7204387.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimJu2AAvKI_BBIIAIUUKMIvLO96bPCRtxGnO1tOt7oVzRZrcVxDgMWiEeoIzN0kLIsGUpJykftMY52If91t96tlIfx26V4XwZq3J8sNi4B6MsHV8kevUccrc-MbuxeER_oiczCZQfNidlh4zMG6y4FGM43voVbrsjVflOJxaOZbtbJtcjLAPvzYkRTBg/w640-h426/A7204387.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir5GqIQC5OSzGD36u5_IP86PlQlMJbTFS7T5spMenOCIkiRqk-yf4G0iqSQt7L1Tph3IM2H0vS8kfAuPfea4hL88zt9nnJQhrTAa9lNJUVok_a5UGVm4O2S0O989jZLgIxsyh3qy6mD4ZJiKKFBkzK5tmqTOxvoAaTcom-nE-X5YNdWiU34VggVFBblg/s2048/A7204418.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir5GqIQC5OSzGD36u5_IP86PlQlMJbTFS7T5spMenOCIkiRqk-yf4G0iqSQt7L1Tph3IM2H0vS8kfAuPfea4hL88zt9nnJQhrTAa9lNJUVok_a5UGVm4O2S0O989jZLgIxsyh3qy6mD4ZJiKKFBkzK5tmqTOxvoAaTcom-nE-X5YNdWiU34VggVFBblg/w640-h426/A7204418.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Seara asta de manual a precedat o dimineata cum ti-ai dori sa fie mai multe. Tihnite, cu copii care stau si citesc despre stele si planete, cu concursuri de bicicleta pe trasee amenajate ad-hoc si cu mult soare.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi88GxqHbQEXd4hLKIp4-q2XmcBOHWPALAq3RR6yqfsbrhrZtPOQq4dkT_AmR_eameNKYuwcCH_3ENAMoZWFUMLu3H7LXbcntwk-tFgNe9DgSOCiZGkXLYgQQgYwO7cJ_b1GXUeWF8UccivuT3y-MUrCYU22tmeiS6HFQ9zdfuwxFQQfTV0s9HS9FnZNg/s1600/IMG-20230508-WA0004.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1066" data-original-width="1600" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi88GxqHbQEXd4hLKIp4-q2XmcBOHWPALAq3RR6yqfsbrhrZtPOQq4dkT_AmR_eameNKYuwcCH_3ENAMoZWFUMLu3H7LXbcntwk-tFgNe9DgSOCiZGkXLYgQQgYwO7cJ_b1GXUeWF8UccivuT3y-MUrCYU22tmeiS6HFQ9zdfuwxFQQfTV0s9HS9FnZNg/w640-h426/IMG-20230508-WA0004.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>La 11 intregim echipa si pornim spre inghetata mult promisa de la Vasi. E drept ca amintirile mele despre traseul pana la Vasi erau vechi de vreo 3 sau 4 ani, asa ca am fost optimista in descriere. Inselatoare e si plecarea pe drumul acela lat si plat, pe care merge orice masina. Copiii pedaleaza cu entuziasm si energie, Radu Fodor e atins de frumusetea din jur si cand pedalam pe langa el, exclama sincer "E asa frumoasa padurea". Recunosc ca m-a miscat putin observatia asta, venita de la un copil de 5 ani, cu o casca mare pe cap, pedaland pe o bicicleta mare de fete :D .</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBjtDrm0NCS0S6Ip1T83FXT6YKRYmNl0xOwuB4TAMm3gbWR7Bss_6fzu2XLARwmiDVkDPcXAGSTSunMSVXN-6kk_x3H8axfXmzvJkwBCD4SUDKRSv7k67qrzHYA9jSywzrvz7hrHUGNL27LH4NHnyiPH0phwKNcwoXWeu2N7Al6n2csqylpOX3aRDi3g/s2048/received_199406692452423.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBjtDrm0NCS0S6Ip1T83FXT6YKRYmNl0xOwuB4TAMm3gbWR7Bss_6fzu2XLARwmiDVkDPcXAGSTSunMSVXN-6kk_x3H8axfXmzvJkwBCD4SUDKRSv7k67qrzHYA9jSywzrvz7hrHUGNL27LH4NHnyiPH0phwKNcwoXWeu2N7Al6n2csqylpOX3aRDi3g/w640-h426/received_199406692452423.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Inca ne facem incalzirea pe drumul lat si bun</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>Dupa ce s-a terminat entuziasmul copiilor, au intrat in joc si adultii. Cam toti, niste adulti incapatanti, dispusi sa care si sa impinga biciclete, sa astepte oricat e nevoie, atata timp cat inaintam in directia cea buna. O pauza de masa si de joaca, luata strategic la jumatatea urcarii, a readus rabdarea si cheful de tura la cote normale, desi terenul se tot strica, apare noroiul, copiii imping biciclete, se straduiesc sa tina trasa buna printre urmele ploilor recente si se transforma incet incet in cauza nobila pentru care au fost inventate apa curenta si masina de spalat :D .</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9P0K6-IE2-Vau77NMcZLc4R8aVSXBF4ZKFb6vX8-FI99k13ZndW09N2IFp2oymd7f3UP5gICjuaH1c21FZKN25znpxYFdUyqYv1nbQZiRKhDx_k04Z2sOEi5ewq219J_DgkPYUQ8IcuNS652QndSEL178pX80VkA53btbOTyj09TbF2rcOR5FOavAVQ/s3011/IMG_20230506_122625_edit_296020404906390.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3011" data-original-width="2362" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9P0K6-IE2-Vau77NMcZLc4R8aVSXBF4ZKFb6vX8-FI99k13ZndW09N2IFp2oymd7f3UP5gICjuaH1c21FZKN25znpxYFdUyqYv1nbQZiRKhDx_k04Z2sOEi5ewq219J_DgkPYUQ8IcuNS652QndSEL178pX80VkA53btbOTyj09TbF2rcOR5FOavAVQ/w502-h640/IMG_20230506_122625_edit_296020404906390.jpg" width="502" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pauza de la jumatatea urcarii</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJsiKz7tuHldUk9eIi-8qIsX5zjydzCS-bGO8IBgY2qZm7CwgTkMLEzk-yw5FW5Xr5yBH8V6cNCjbw9xHcxUnLFVik3UhtBV3UWEQhM6O65gd0r_Bz0YJKJ-ctTENdwK2kQpKVcxkaU0np-pVZkKGSlvmJZ54ori3pcprekFFzLJ47j5pyfQmgOBeGJQ/s2048/received_962353435178148.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1540" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJsiKz7tuHldUk9eIi-8qIsX5zjydzCS-bGO8IBgY2qZm7CwgTkMLEzk-yw5FW5Xr5yBH8V6cNCjbw9xHcxUnLFVik3UhtBV3UWEQhM6O65gd0r_Bz0YJKJ-ctTENdwK2kQpKVcxkaU0np-pVZkKGSlvmJZ54ori3pcprekFFzLJ47j5pyfQmgOBeGJQ/w482-h640/received_962353435178148.jpeg" width="482" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjETzz3Q_SR5GSDJ33G4YLt1UnhetsrhJX5yV6wSEql8Kpi7RGmC1gend3ajQZgzDJwpqRI26YrLwNa8HrE6ZE1Fo71sMPQcvridZwj3gNlwOpTE9PJANBeVZ0hSwM_Qg0W-kDYABBgIJE7rtbJCQ10eBZvtCmOMXlSGR3m_X88Kh-duarzMByo6NAwkA/s2048/received_945372910045851.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1540" data-original-width="2048" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjETzz3Q_SR5GSDJ33G4YLt1UnhetsrhJX5yV6wSEql8Kpi7RGmC1gend3ajQZgzDJwpqRI26YrLwNa8HrE6ZE1Fo71sMPQcvridZwj3gNlwOpTE9PJANBeVZ0hSwM_Qg0W-kDYABBgIJE7rtbJCQ10eBZvtCmOMXlSGR3m_X88Kh-duarzMByo6NAwkA/w640-h482/received_945372910045851.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Inaintarea continua, cu pauze lungi de regrupare</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div>In orice caz, rasuflu usurata cand profilul de elevatie imi arata ca s-au terminat urcarile si de aici si pana la mult promisa inghetata e doar drum lat si bun. La magazinul laudat s-a gasit si inghetata, dar si ceva muzica departe de gusturile noastre, totusi am incercat sa ne asezam la masa cea mai departata posibil de sursa zgomotului, baietii, dupa ce si-au mancat inghetata au fugit la joaca, iar oamenii mari au ramas sa se lupte cu pungile de pufuleti cumparate suplimentar.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF0sAwMmy2OoR1HkR453LipF9Xt2hpO0bdlqP_BSyeSjjAwtOjDhMcnG1dmlBnuc-AyAtCF3uXtsSUoPrEE1pfXAKCd0Uq7egT3HBx2CPGEO8A1xLPqIjq-b-5P2CiF76GtHVe88e-UemSzjPlWcH1nlNkT_YOrn-yMRv6dEP1QWXhFFv6MRJQyuxaBA/s2048/received_635591501322151.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1541" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF0sAwMmy2OoR1HkR453LipF9Xt2hpO0bdlqP_BSyeSjjAwtOjDhMcnG1dmlBnuc-AyAtCF3uXtsSUoPrEE1pfXAKCd0Uq7egT3HBx2CPGEO8A1xLPqIjq-b-5P2CiF76GtHVe88e-UemSzjPlWcH1nlNkT_YOrn-yMRv6dEP1QWXhFFv6MRJQyuxaBA/w482-h640/received_635591501322151.jpeg" width="482" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Si am ajuns si la Vasi, si copiii au primit inghetata</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>Cum echipa de parinti a votat unanim ca facem un traseu in circuit, i-am dat drumul coborarii, o coborare de 4 kilometri, pe un teren surprinzator de bun, ce ne-a scos fix la inceputul fasiei de asfalt ce duce spre sat. Pauza la locul de joaca de la intrarea in sat a incheiat tura cum nu se putea mai bine si uite asa, tura cu tura, ne cresc copiii. </div><div><br /></div><div>Reteta succesului ? O mana sanatoasa de copii, o zi petrecuta afara, adulti relaxati si, bineinteles, masina de spalat si apa curenta acasa :D. </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFFeWHONbp1IDyQWOMh6MND7OWudu_fFHt6pptvnJCOU5KfyCJJaUALy6I5OXpOy-z7Avw3GHd-vmjX_cam5POroD77yLTyEKa5opwzD976Nond8VtkpAOM5X7zcZhDKbJYYNGlz9sNToQ61K55jS2cBpzxvf4S1GDTO0hEehot6TjTDmAujgQvJCHQQ/s2048/received_1237824816855376.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1540" data-original-width="2048" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFFeWHONbp1IDyQWOMh6MND7OWudu_fFHt6pptvnJCOU5KfyCJJaUALy6I5OXpOy-z7Avw3GHd-vmjX_cam5POroD77yLTyEKa5opwzD976Nond8VtkpAOM5X7zcZhDKbJYYNGlz9sNToQ61K55jS2cBpzxvf4S1GDTO0hEehot6TjTDmAujgQvJCHQQ/w640-h482/received_1237824816855376.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Echipa fantastica</td></tr></tbody></table><div></div></div>Mihaela Diaconescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03993437870895056323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378569028558677401.post-64689804359430961932023-04-22T14:03:00.002+02:002023-04-22T14:03:29.658+02:00Scrisori pentru viitor. Elvetia-prima data in tari straine<div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: start;"><div style="text-align: justify;">Nu ti-am mai scris de multa vreme nimic. Peste noi au trecut atat Craciunul, cat si ziua ta si iata ca s-a facut un an de cand te cunoastem si te-am vizitat pentru prima data.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Scurta vacanta in Elvetia la Andrei, Claudia si Miruna a insemnat pentru tine si prima iesire din tara. Iar daca in vara lui 2022 universul tau nu se intindea mai departe de Brasov, nu prea intelegeai tu ce e cu orasele, cum de o tara poate avea mai multe orase si cum de lumea intreaga are atat de multe tari, usor, usor lumea si hartile au inceput sa prinda un vag contur si pentru tine, iar in anii urmatori sunt convinsa ca vom extinde din ce in ce mai mult orizonturile imbinand calatoriile cu povesti de istorie si geografie.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Pana una alta, prima plecare avea sa fie in acea mica tara europeana unde muntii aproape ca nu se mai termina si avea sa vina la pachet si cu primul tau zbor cu avionul. Desi pot sa iti inteleg entuziasmul, mi-as fi dorit sa fii mai rezonabil cand vine vorba de a sta cu centura de siguranta pusa. Pot sa inteleg ca decolarea si aterizarea sunt cele mai interesante parti ale zborului, dar tin sa iti spun ca mi-ai scos ceva fire albe in cele 2 ore pana in Memmingen...</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Primele 2 zile la Andrei si Claudia au fost lapte si miere, cu voi, copiii, jucandu-va impreuna in pace si buna intelegere. Erati "iubiti", va dadeati impreuna in leagan, va tineati de mana si o mangaiai pe Miruna pe par. Povestea de dragoste a tinut insa doar 2 zile, apoi ati inceput sa va intepati reciproc pana cand ati devenit usor insuportabili si orice lucru era motiv de cearta: cine apasa pe butonul de la semafor, pe cel de la lift, cine se da cu bicicleta si cine cu trotineta samd.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Drumetiile au mers cat de cat, dar joaca era cea mai interesanta parte si am facut turul parcurilor din Altstaetten cu ocazia asta.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Sunt putin curioasa cum vor evolua lucrurile in viitor, dar momentan pare ca 2-3 zile legate de socializare cu alti copii sunt suficiente pentru tine, iar ceea ce am invatat si noi, oamenii mari din aceasta saptamana este ca tu ai nevoie de mult timp 1 la 1 cu unul dintre noi (1-2 ore pe zi, timp si atentie doar pentru tine), ceea ce ma duce cu gandul la faptul ca cel mai probabil, familia noastra va ramane in 3. Si sunt ok cu asta. Ai avut sansa sa fii primul venit, cresti, lumea ti se deschide, vor veni (sper eu) anii aceia, dinaintea pubertatii, in care vei fi suficient de curios si de puternic sa facem lucruri faine impreuna, sa calatorim, sa invatam, ramand insa afectuos si iubitor.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfkKpFogTcfrytw6VmFc0FKeNzbm0q8-_G3GGDpqQ8MTtZe3K9AybKEHMYXjNDOv54dJNFHtcESDyC8ch7vD5MaqpLSnrM4dyEaO44ctzleLnE6TBnRzvHX2xUxqb1pjHl15ihzjiUPGo_fPty7ynv52k8jxe2rxxSWukS2wZX1gzJdctDBk9-NqpIcw/s1600/IMG-20230405-WA0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1204" data-original-width="1600" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfkKpFogTcfrytw6VmFc0FKeNzbm0q8-_G3GGDpqQ8MTtZe3K9AybKEHMYXjNDOv54dJNFHtcESDyC8ch7vD5MaqpLSnrM4dyEaO44ctzleLnE6TBnRzvHX2xUxqb1pjHl15ihzjiUPGo_fPty7ynv52k8jxe2rxxSWukS2wZX1gzJdctDBk9-NqpIcw/w640-h482/IMG-20230405-WA0000.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ne-am strans o mana buna de romani in acest parc anonim din Elvetia</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; 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margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAR9tb0qb31seR7YGge35o2Z1KDPa3j7aceweXPkjmGZHXEL68sm2isr6kU1TfRUB3JhH1_V0qaNht86O4ahvdkeykhwo9KPo3BQFZvvZah0XEOGjRzSeSaoDwaXTw6DMRqU-WyCo8Z1hurn8hUWmVqalWYPY6A3bAxstTyqAxt13VcyusMCvk9cEo-Q/s3648/IMG_20230410_111410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAR9tb0qb31seR7YGge35o2Z1KDPa3j7aceweXPkjmGZHXEL68sm2isr6kU1TfRUB3JhH1_V0qaNht86O4ahvdkeykhwo9KPo3BQFZvvZah0XEOGjRzSeSaoDwaXTw6DMRqU-WyCo8Z1hurn8hUWmVqalWYPY6A3bAxstTyqAxt13VcyusMCvk9cEo-Q/w640-h480/IMG_20230410_111410.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cand parintii invata din propriile greseli si cumpara 2 iepurasi la 2 copii orgoliosi</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div></div></div>Mihaela Diaconescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03993437870895056323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378569028558677401.post-83613864144749401692023-04-02T14:18:00.005+02:002023-04-02T14:18:44.282+02:00Martisorul lui 2023<div style="text-align: left;"><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8674886089" target="_blank">7 martie- Ca un c*r</a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Dupa 10 zile pe cursiera, trecerea pe MTB e brutala. Nu ma simt deloc bine si potecile de pe Tampa mi se par cumva chinuitoare...</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8681658448" target="_blank">8 martie- Ladies social ride</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Ne strangem 5 fete pentru o tura de cursiera de 8 martie. Avem parte de vreme buna, dar pedala merge greu si ne cam prinde noaptea pe drumul spre casa. Si eu bineinteles ca nu am plecat cu suficiente lumini la mine...</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8685717120" target="_blank">9 martie- Better than yesterday</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Tot insist la capitolul mtb, caci potecile sunt in stare foarte buna si e pacat sa nu profit si sa a nu ma dau...Insistenta da roade si azi e mai bine ca ieri...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGZakhPDZvmAJFCQ2S7LvLHpYpGgliypVcq81oYfsopt_KmjLiqbGa3GxQf_k31o9Pm9OeDto2ScxOqRrAp3plhyr6S7Hm56-Uqc5L9MafLwTqDMmNDaV1l53iGeCM06BZ76LZqAZV_jmcoN3Zh_-ZxNuCIJRfffTHD8Js04Nn-Lu7XkbJVqnJrpu2Dg/s2048/333529804_3383686851872261_5001875436560561518_n%20(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1541" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGZakhPDZvmAJFCQ2S7LvLHpYpGgliypVcq81oYfsopt_KmjLiqbGa3GxQf_k31o9Pm9OeDto2ScxOqRrAp3plhyr6S7Hm56-Uqc5L9MafLwTqDMmNDaV1l53iGeCM06BZ76LZqAZV_jmcoN3Zh_-ZxNuCIJRfffTHD8Js04Nn-Lu7XkbJVqnJrpu2Dg/w482-h640/333529804_3383686851872261_5001875436560561518_n%20(1).jpg" width="482" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8691445958" target="_blank">10 martie- This one felt good</a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Insistenta e mama reusitei. Nu zic ca m-am asezat pe mtb, disponibilitatea mea de a incerca lucruri noi e in continuare in fundul pamantului, dar azi a fost fun. Cum ieri am urcat pe Poteca lui Stratila si mi s-a parut ca e in stare chiar buna, am zis ca azi ar fi cazul sa cobor pe acolo. Am legat-o cu un Iepure, pe principiul, "mie nu imi trebuie multa elevatie, caci la inceputul asta de sezon nu am decat concursuri de plat".</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8702590148" target="_blank">12 & 13 martie- Searching for the spring & Sun worshiping</a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Mijlocul lui martie (si mai ales luand in considerare iarna scurta de anul acesta) e momentul primelor floricele de pe Tampa. Si e momentul in care functia de macro a telefonului devine esentiala. Duminica, la ora pranzului, am simtit ca lumina e prea arsa, asa ca m-am intors si luni dimineata, in speranta unei lumini mai bune. Nu a fost neaparat asa, insa plimbarile solitare mie imi fac mereu bine. Foarte bine.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDuxB0SZdz591_T8dXuk1mUSmILcVir5rZQX5MSfXvYNbgLjM_QAHsau8L_bP1o3u9fKRimUQWc5Ogbr5AXzaA5gQ3mQeSouFq5v1Dj-d3Egq2BEJub75DuHZojx2et5bS6tR1KYYQBJOonKgsOnq8FD29d-lDTEXtPArUL_aKxagqhImszkFkU1Y8qw/s4080/20230312_144244.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDuxB0SZdz591_T8dXuk1mUSmILcVir5rZQX5MSfXvYNbgLjM_QAHsau8L_bP1o3u9fKRimUQWc5Ogbr5AXzaA5gQ3mQeSouFq5v1Dj-d3Egq2BEJub75DuHZojx2et5bS6tR1KYYQBJOonKgsOnq8FD29d-lDTEXtPArUL_aKxagqhImszkFkU1Y8qw/w640-h480/20230312_144244.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo4QbVamFW_6qQF96TLpjSKq-7Qv9Aavb027FMY8lXcfiiKFYAMduA2BlR99pwYJUnZGBqJLf3vuboX9oGEtrDhGUapx7MGr4yypmjbCnP6Nkj_tmVv7T1mRoaF0yXxUpcDcAOCyBh72yyPo_gmWECWZrp_KrFPo7Z6SRKI7Nw9RiSW55ikuFMmEjUQA/s1600/20230313_082616.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1200" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo4QbVamFW_6qQF96TLpjSKq-7Qv9Aavb027FMY8lXcfiiKFYAMduA2BlR99pwYJUnZGBqJLf3vuboX9oGEtrDhGUapx7MGr4yypmjbCnP6Nkj_tmVv7T1mRoaF0yXxUpcDcAOCyBh72yyPo_gmWECWZrp_KrFPo7Z6SRKI7Nw9RiSW55ikuFMmEjUQA/w480-h640/20230313_082616.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8711988473" target="_blank">14 martie- Prea devreme pentru MTB in Crai</a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Feed-ul de Facebook imi este plin cu poze cu branduse si ghiocei, multe din ele din Poiana Zanoaga. Asa ca o tura in Crai se impunea de urgenta. Decidem sa mergem mai intai spre Saua Joaca si apoi sa urcam pe forestier spre Curmatura, doar ca la fata locului am gasit mult mai multa zapada si udatura decat ne-am asteptat. Potecile uscate de pe Tampa ne-au dat iluzia gresita a primaverii, insa Craiul ne-a adus cu picioarele pe pamant, deci mai degraba, in zapada ar fi mai potrivit. La Curmatura nu am mai ajuns, dar am gasit branduse si ghiocei pe saturate inainte de Saua Joaca si desi nu credeam ca o sa spun vreodata, coboratul de zapada e chiar fun, mai ales ca am prins niste conditii ideale, cu zapada tasata, dar aderenta.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm-Jc7ol62tHdv5kEmOr5OkKaI5AsBJ82EvwH53vq_2H25LRPMTkElUSDL9H6vPUKeys7_sfO4R9j54-Mp4RAooZS2Jfj7ktR14Y5VtMCaKSf6Jl8iWwz4ohSSnbx8hgx4eEQ7T6lUfcGeBkWV1hbGhFRpNd9mHUCtcL1fznhhBoKKyoKdYYOH-xGrKw/s1600/IMG-20230314-WA0004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1203" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm-Jc7ol62tHdv5kEmOr5OkKaI5AsBJ82EvwH53vq_2H25LRPMTkElUSDL9H6vPUKeys7_sfO4R9j54-Mp4RAooZS2Jfj7ktR14Y5VtMCaKSf6Jl8iWwz4ohSSnbx8hgx4eEQ7T6lUfcGeBkWV1hbGhFRpNd9mHUCtcL1fznhhBoKKyoKdYYOH-xGrKw/w482-h640/IMG-20230314-WA0004.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijjGMCjT7WqhxDyGbVKrqpgavkcygtpf6AiZvnGvnNsOiEFgDsvFP8YF3fN6gYm2WEGmtpDHap8-7r4PDwQvKFGwo7xqodo9Gubds7e68vAfYrSHGtlOp8k8XBj_i4K9b14FY8dyz4e-tNjO_l5n-7MkbekVkNtTwfyv_JF532gKFj0havuJ7qjbs0GA/s1600/IMG-20230314-WA0003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1203" data-original-width="1600" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijjGMCjT7WqhxDyGbVKrqpgavkcygtpf6AiZvnGvnNsOiEFgDsvFP8YF3fN6gYm2WEGmtpDHap8-7r4PDwQvKFGwo7xqodo9Gubds7e68vAfYrSHGtlOp8k8XBj_i4K9b14FY8dyz4e-tNjO_l5n-7MkbekVkNtTwfyv_JF532gKFj0havuJ7qjbs0GA/w640-h482/IMG-20230314-WA0003.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFNMCT_KUT2B_wPTGkU9IPIJp2bhKd4d_1D_17KcQqPhJYllaQ2giJbJ6hY3lBO8dDn5gt4WeAO0d4UtlhAVtWbjitGkwM1vmu_45IA8B2BEizg3oEFAr1AZ_Hh1_IRLgKCPlBtoYwEbkr8O_M9HBq-FOg2Va3_tfneXihODadlUdv31RAQ2hPYBXRqA/s1600/IMG-20230314-WA0002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1203" data-original-width="1600" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFNMCT_KUT2B_wPTGkU9IPIJp2bhKd4d_1D_17KcQqPhJYllaQ2giJbJ6hY3lBO8dDn5gt4WeAO0d4UtlhAVtWbjitGkwM1vmu_45IA8B2BEizg3oEFAr1AZ_Hh1_IRLgKCPlBtoYwEbkr8O_M9HBq-FOg2Va3_tfneXihODadlUdv31RAQ2hPYBXRqA/w640-h482/IMG-20230314-WA0002.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8717697601">15 martie- O cursiera cu Radu si Costi</a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Adevarul adevarat e ca oricat stau pe MTB, nu ma simt niciodata la fel de "una cu bicicleta" asa cum se intampla pe cursiera... Ies 60 de kilometri legati, in zona 2, in care simt ca antrenamentul din Cipru chiar a contat la ceva.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8733114033" target="_blank">18 martie- Orientare CS Babarunca (Family)</a> & <a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8735094223" target="_blank">Daca a iesit soarele...</a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Pana sa vina Marius la noi nu am dat nicio sansa concursurilor de orientare,preferand sa imi las ziua libera pentru tot felul de activitati " de o zi intreaga" (trekking, o tura mai lunga de bicicleta etc). Insa de la etapa de Rogaining din decembrie, ne-am dat seama ca orientarea are potential ca si activitate de familie si am bifat editiile din Februarie si martie. Pe o vreme mohorata si friguroasa luam la scanat un deal anonim de langa Tarlungeni si strang serios din dinti cand plec cu cursiera spre Sfantu Gheorghe. Dupa 10 minute de tremurat cu toate hainele pe mine, incep sa creasca sperantele de vreme buna, cand vad ca blocurile din Sfantu Gheorghe sclipesc vesele in soare. Si cam dupa Marcus m-am tot dus cu soarele dupa mine,cale de 100 de kilometri, prin primavara...</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8742121345" target="_blank">19 martie - Curmatura hike</a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">De vreo 2 saptamani tot imi propun sa ajung in Poiana Zanoaga. Nu neaparat la Curmatura, cat in Poiana Zanoaga, acolo unde sunt branduse, ghiocei si deschideri spre muntii inzapeziti. Am avut o tentativa esuata saptamana trecuta, cu mtb-ul, dar Viorela mi-a mai dat o sansa cu tura ei in Piatra Mica. De Piatra Mica nu aveam timp, insa pentru un raid pana la cabana si o socializare la coborare, chiar a fost timp suficient. Acum ramane de vazut daca reusesc sa pun in practica si planul unei nopti de vineri, la cabana, cu Marius.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpgus_tpXjqcEdrvy879RFbZx19cGl0z9ASiB_VMtB-1opFLEjoBaSa5blnrfLSUeWXuE1F4MtxerUAhCkRSYGEeYztSQhtwEq4uIv_36I4BZ0UKCWHG7WOal0s8P6b5uR8FgWWeRcnVqqP9GayKRxRBJEwbTUHRga-AQZFFaFXNXudBlFyMeVkayCoA/s4080/20230319_162002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2073" data-original-width="4080" height="326" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpgus_tpXjqcEdrvy879RFbZx19cGl0z9ASiB_VMtB-1opFLEjoBaSa5blnrfLSUeWXuE1F4MtxerUAhCkRSYGEeYztSQhtwEq4uIv_36I4BZ0UKCWHG7WOal0s8P6b5uR8FgWWeRcnVqqP9GayKRxRBJEwbTUHRga-AQZFFaFXNXudBlFyMeVkayCoA/w640-h326/20230319_162002.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYkSUczolIHuyms5S7CAsvOw-im5JHdvd4wSiauhKyuHodiT-QU2hHOM6pHDiSBx4V3ArTE4N7MVx1KTiQWkjLtpLXoXqqUR91H0gtAIkBdDUcAz56n9TMVb2RdMX0IBreQ8XjIkcCJTNNFfQTd4BaF3chmH1NCvLnknfIq8Phz3yf5kwJ62A8aHsKIA/s4080/20230319_162514.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Am inceput meticulos din Baneasa, insa cum padurea mirosea innebunitor, prima pauza o fac...la floricele. Mai precis la brebenei albi si mov care au umplut padurile de la ses. Planul parea simplu. Tin trackul de la editia din 2019, iar din Snagov, ma intorc pe asfalt. Doar ca in 3 ani s-a construit enorm pe si pe langa traseu, astfel incat deja de la Greenfield Baneasa am inceput sa improvizez si toata bucata pana in Balotesti a fost o improvizatie continua in care am ajuns pe tot felul de drumuri de camp ori de macadam, culminand cu santierul lui Umbrarescu pentru centura 2 a Bucurestiului.</div><div><br /></div><div>In Balotesti ma intalnesc complet intamplator cu oamenii din echipa, asa ca plecam pe o selectie de poteci si drumuri, spre Snagov. Ce e drept, am descoperit cu ocazia asta poteci chiar faine pe langa Bucuresti, din acelea, de aratat la prieteni. S-a stat, s-a vorbit, dar s-a si pedalat...</div><div>Cand am revenit in Balotesti aveam deja 100 km si a trebuit sa imi dau 2 palme si 2 suturi in fund pentru ultimii 30 km spre casa, astfel incat, atunci cand am ajuns la parinti si m-am asezat la masa, simteam ca pot sa mananc chiar si pietre.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj762Qk8W95L1sTaPoiLCUeBxmkgSti68Qmctn8LtByOhfFDOhIUS6zVl1EJFMWhMMoL1ERmBDLh6ro7-Um3TUt7uAI0QVLVsk7k92jomW-sCv4SwwmxLhdnaPM7ylpCVx6Qo3SaCnLetU-_6Vj4h_64thcaDvtts3ccAED5fyoarDV8kSm8RrsQfhqzg/s960/FB_IMG_1679806744931.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj762Qk8W95L1sTaPoiLCUeBxmkgSti68Qmctn8LtByOhfFDOhIUS6zVl1EJFMWhMMoL1ERmBDLh6ro7-Um3TUt7uAI0QVLVsk7k92jomW-sCv4SwwmxLhdnaPM7ylpCVx6Qo3SaCnLetU-_6Vj4h_64thcaDvtts3ccAED5fyoarDV8kSm8RrsQfhqzg/w480-h640/FB_IMG_1679806744931.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8803910780" target="_blank">30 martie- Long shadows</a></div><div><br /></div><div>Ne-au ajuns blestemele iubitorilor de iarna si in Brasov ploua si ninge ca in noiembrie. Asa ca singura zi cu soare a saptamanii nu putea fi ratata. Iese o tura mai scurta decat ce am planificat, dar imaginea muntilor proaspat inzapeziti m-a facut sa imi schimb planul si sa merg spre Vulcan, pentru putin peisaj "Elvatia style".</div><div><br /></div></div>Mihaela Diaconescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03993437870895056323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378569028558677401.post-7080430792035032072023-03-17T06:30:00.004+01:002023-03-17T08:10:09.581+01:00Cipru training camp<div style="text-align: justify;"><br /><div>Cipru a fost o poveste cu mult soare, drumuri pustii, primavara la superlativ si vreme de plaja. Eu am venit cu ideile de ture, Suzi cu structura celor 10 zile, amandoua am contribuiut cu disciplina de dinainte si de dupa tura si inca nu pot sa imi dau seama daca zilele petrecute acolo au fost cantonament sau concediu. Primul gand a fost un jurnal cronologic, dar mi-am dat seama ca pentru asta, o scurta descriere in Strava ar fi suficienta. Asa ca povestea de mai jos va fi mai mult despre ce ofera si ce nu ofera Ciprul in materie de ciclism, mai ales ca pentru amandoua acesta era primul contact cu insula din Mediterana.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhksal_lWfhhA5RiWjOaZp7wq9-JNLVHXwo0m8UABD0yZk8zxpaqFDkaTG4swlU3EqcNpdkbSp9g1VTOFxmq0CTGiTcsYkaBq8Wt8ou_cAq3EzzylJH4uujBxjRZOk6vq-vai7Q0R8gZEHxJo5g3WuURXsp4fHlPJxdCKnumXQIQ_W7BE3urzi9ky3pEA/s3648/IMG_20230303_145836.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhksal_lWfhhA5RiWjOaZp7wq9-JNLVHXwo0m8UABD0yZk8zxpaqFDkaTG4swlU3EqcNpdkbSp9g1VTOFxmq0CTGiTcsYkaBq8Wt8ou_cAq3EzzylJH4uujBxjRZOk6vq-vai7Q0R8gZEHxJo5g3WuURXsp4fHlPJxdCKnumXQIQ_W7BE3urzi9ky3pEA/w640-h480/IMG_20230303_145836.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nu am stat sa ne uitam la mare, ci am mai si pedalat. Aici dupa o tura de 100 km cu 2000 m</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>In primul rand, <b><i>Ciprul este ieftin</i></b>. Pe cand contemplam in ianuarie destinatiile cu soare si am luat la rand Spania continentala, Insulele Canare, sudul Portugaliei ori sudul Italiei, Cipru promitea o vreme similara cu cea din Canare, doar ca la mult mai putini bani. Cele 10 zile petrecute in Cipru ne-au costat 570-580 de euro de persoana incluzand aici zbor, cazare, masina de inchiriat (e adevarat, o masina mica gen Toyota Yaris) si mancare (inclusiv 2 mese la restaurant, ceva cafele si prajituri ocazionale pe drum).</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyl7OQ7ouLWNwX9YZrP6D1VrJW3IoTQsHulMYfSQZ7JnUQ-wE59wic97AT_pap6XzRwcMzehwZ462fWrXrW9Jb-1PjaaSwcrSocTmTkiFmUUiLci5xltzRGUSX7G7JZO3EEDoOYwrd4Sl6qE-RO0DV9zDsqys60-_rRBCEJkjgRmSZSz4R_rhlFPKiTw/s4032/IMG_5288.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2268" data-original-width="4032" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyl7OQ7ouLWNwX9YZrP6D1VrJW3IoTQsHulMYfSQZ7JnUQ-wE59wic97AT_pap6XzRwcMzehwZ462fWrXrW9Jb-1PjaaSwcrSocTmTkiFmUUiLci5xltzRGUSX7G7JZO3EEDoOYwrd4Sl6qE-RO0DV9zDsqys60-_rRBCEJkjgRmSZSz4R_rhlFPKiTw/w640-h360/IMG_5288.HEIC" width="640" /></a></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggVmjNxmKn53bQc_i5TDUUjibhN1MBSrO1qxsm-s73x1uhqvoMNBICJUdUjMLCwalnv7-5jVJrAJQQ2s9dlnLQl3TT6kGG-H_KhnKeMZxRf2kH6yUjXB4PxJZS8-I5jG6LyJpFN9H1WULT-gfe4-Rdelku8wj-nSsKGd6DQ1Geue1YyYCGjf36J1Wa5Q/s3274/IMG_20230226_125720.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2454" data-original-width="3274" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggVmjNxmKn53bQc_i5TDUUjibhN1MBSrO1qxsm-s73x1uhqvoMNBICJUdUjMLCwalnv7-5jVJrAJQQ2s9dlnLQl3TT6kGG-H_KhnKeMZxRf2kH6yUjXB4PxJZS8-I5jG6LyJpFN9H1WULT-gfe4-Rdelku8wj-nSsKGd6DQ1Geue1YyYCGjf36J1Wa5Q/w640-h480/IMG_20230226_125720.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Am gatit mult, dar cand vine vorba de peste si prajituri, pot manca oricat :D </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>Al doilea motiv pentru care m-as intoarce in Cipru este <b><i>vremea</i></b>. La fel de cald precum in Insulele Canare si considerabil mai placut decat o luna intreaga in Spania. Singurele momente cand am folosit foita de vant a fost pe primii 500 m diferenta de nivel din coborarile mai lungi. In rest tricou si pantaloni scurti si primele linii de bronz pe sezonul 2023. Au fost amieze cu 26-28 de grade pe ciclocomputer, cand crema de soare cu factor de protectie 50 era singura salvare a pielii noastre extrem de albe dupa o iarna de ascuns pe sub haine groase.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOhONS0KQvNxm-dciE_fTNqndRceh3SdzmOMPB_Fj9SThArzftGtIvk9SZI6LuDTtfv7QHEKE0VaHhFx32Pk10zsnb45AQPy4PtXUInGYJWHY5XcJ8vGs06fHypc7rwtoGFpLC0--ERYgI-olj3Om1tr3-ENB7wpVaaQEOWwlbOyzr4cBFfcHB5bekwQ/s3648/IMG_20230302_153731.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3648" data-original-width="2736" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOhONS0KQvNxm-dciE_fTNqndRceh3SdzmOMPB_Fj9SThArzftGtIvk9SZI6LuDTtfv7QHEKE0VaHhFx32Pk10zsnb45AQPy4PtXUInGYJWHY5XcJ8vGs06fHypc7rwtoGFpLC0--ERYgI-olj3Om1tr3-ENB7wpVaaQEOWwlbOyzr4cBFfcHB5bekwQ/w480-h640/IMG_20230302_153731.jpg" width="480" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pentru plaja insa, e suficient de cald doar intre 11 si 15</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlAqcpIzwJ8ORqH3q6XMAKh0eJzAN-oyrivdwkkmWQmmBGzWsktyBR3ivlnmCax-SYuK9lrtQKLK-3WYyUXcLvoBZ-QKOHNGk05hefvk_p_QUNEnCgTonwtawh3LDaxFdzlLFH6t5nfWszs-1r8t7PqVMeSh4w1KvA5u2AralsiPzUMsHJmEiNJh4O-A/s3500/IMG_20230228_173350.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3500" data-original-width="2624" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlAqcpIzwJ8ORqH3q6XMAKh0eJzAN-oyrivdwkkmWQmmBGzWsktyBR3ivlnmCax-SYuK9lrtQKLK-3WYyUXcLvoBZ-QKOHNGk05hefvk_p_QUNEnCgTonwtawh3LDaxFdzlLFH6t5nfWszs-1r8t7PqVMeSh4w1KvA5u2AralsiPzUMsHJmEiNJh4O-A/w480-h640/IMG_20230228_173350.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div>Cam toate resursele pe care le-am consultat recomanda ca luni ideale off-season martie si aprilie. Totusi, noi, la final de februarie am avut parte de copaci infloriti pe toate drumurile si chiar daca nu au fost prea multe cadre, imaginile cu ciresii infloriti cu marea ori cu sate minuscule de piatra pe fundal s-a integistrat pe retina. Ochii si sufletul nostru visau la verde si l-am gasit din plin, o data ce treceam de primul rand de dealuri aride si prea putin ospitaliere.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg32FZhWYh6QSBpeeR2-tDx1BornjYwkdyo8_ar2_PnukuoKgG-f42ZkSuJXR-DYkrohJwk9GV0LRDED-FzcKNebTbmPo_fIqZOeD8WjDfY0L7P-2jfsCgeYZKO4MOnnTGbpPfLalHJjSCXyyVALibnt_eSpElYDfykhO6cB5CxPiAxC8f22H02k2MPSQ/s4032/IMG_5227.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2268" data-original-width="4032" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg32FZhWYh6QSBpeeR2-tDx1BornjYwkdyo8_ar2_PnukuoKgG-f42ZkSuJXR-DYkrohJwk9GV0LRDED-FzcKNebTbmPo_fIqZOeD8WjDfY0L7P-2jfsCgeYZKO4MOnnTGbpPfLalHJjSCXyyVALibnt_eSpElYDfykhO6cB5CxPiAxC8f22H02k2MPSQ/w640-h360/IMG_5227.HEIC" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs7CuCrYdBo_RgSY8VBmyd4RD0JQRgvN72Nt0_4H8fA_GDqOMCw-HF0x4Ukx8TFRHbKlxx-_umL9nUkHPg1Othas3n5qcqqR2VhrWGGTVyFKGoYp5GUGUeXmZpCtK0YitiQLccJF8YrC5XsOQmH5cXok7XW3tX1ElqiXXUev9euczSsfmRTXL0vYMtRg/s4032/IMG_5228.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Peste, fructe de mare, humus, haloumi, citrice si capsuni cu mult peste medie... Cea mai buna combinatie din punct de vedere financiar ni s-a parut sa iti faci cumparaturile principale dintr-un magazin mare/ supermarket, iar fructele si legumele sa ti le cumperi proaspete de la aprozarul de langa casa. Cipriotii aveau un sistem interesant in care fructele si legumele expuse afara erau cam cu 50% mai ieftine si asa am avut parte de cele mai bune portocale ale iernii.</div><div><br /></div><div>Insa pentru ca scopul principal al cantonamentului-concediu a fost pedalatul, trebuie spus din capul locului ca motivul principal pentru care as reveni sunt <b><i>drumurile</i></b>. Asfalt de o calitate buna spre foarte buna, o retea incredibila de drumuri asfaltate (si o alta retea solida de drumuri de mtb) si trafic ce tindea spre 0. Pe malul marii, autostrazile preiau mare parte din trafic si cu exceptia a 10 km inainte si dupa un oras mare, drumurile principale sunt libere. In partea continentala a insulei ai zice ca nu exista masini. Ni s-a intamplat zilnic sa mergem o ora intreaga fara sa ne intalnim cu nicio masina. Era usor ireal.. Cu traficul de pe partea stanga a drumului noi ne-am obisnuit suficient de repede si nu este un motiv real de ingrijorare. Trebuie insa putina atentie in zona montana (Olimp si Pafos Forest) unde sunt foarte multe pietre pe carosabil (cazute de pe versanti) si unde nu prea poti merge cu viteza. Insa cum nu este trafic, le poti ocoli pe sensul opus.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnPEsaMBC1aRGfvfSZwzLIgPInRJ0jnFl8FjlT_IfXYBYeLPH65GBZYVjP6eyB2sHv-U44434Xlyt0e3KaNkCFWvxI1uJ9OqIEMqdwzlz7UenoDoxUjklpX9EbkelvoQ7LoRAjSgHRHPdXy05bs2VrtLEOSgAXtJRigHeRgXWdiICrnrzUEiVKFrD69Q/s4032/IMG_5262.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2268" data-original-width="4032" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnPEsaMBC1aRGfvfSZwzLIgPInRJ0jnFl8FjlT_IfXYBYeLPH65GBZYVjP6eyB2sHv-U44434Xlyt0e3KaNkCFWvxI1uJ9OqIEMqdwzlz7UenoDoxUjklpX9EbkelvoQ7LoRAjSgHRHPdXy05bs2VrtLEOSgAXtJRigHeRgXWdiICrnrzUEiVKFrD69Q/w640-h360/IMG_5262.HEIC" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwd8qDiq55rAq0BVL2XH1Lgg0Xx_orWFvAE0_VaPbXi49UdbXMqgaG1B4y0JJ7crt25rz5UyfWNhubctqOewEkq4c3L-TUZ08aWnksFiZEReTzVSIvdzYJVh_RcFCLTHieXePnMjrJ0txaeOUuK43O5-GaLas5HR8lNaBl9aqFS7ZtC0M2cfxL2-nFvA/s3648/IMG_20230303_124231.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwd8qDiq55rAq0BVL2XH1Lgg0Xx_orWFvAE0_VaPbXi49UdbXMqgaG1B4y0JJ7crt25rz5UyfWNhubctqOewEkq4c3L-TUZ08aWnksFiZEReTzVSIvdzYJVh_RcFCLTHieXePnMjrJ0txaeOUuK43O5-GaLas5HR8lNaBl9aqFS7ZtC0M2cfxL2-nFvA/w640-h480/IMG_20230303_124231.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglj67dIPMtaYBhGosh4PUGjcBG50nLiLo1tSGAdJlcGqIlopnz1QPw4sdFlcUq6oUzKYIq-9lcUROKx3S-TO3HExNExZ_RiRAymaf-a0l2BUJmK44tpBQoEusnaRVA7qDgzrjDSOCjpOay6kJT8FMjdHZqLMVb2JKbackHcfTpJ3NOKdPPanuUwKri_g/s4032/IMG_5449.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2268" data-original-width="4032" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglj67dIPMtaYBhGosh4PUGjcBG50nLiLo1tSGAdJlcGqIlopnz1QPw4sdFlcUq6oUzKYIq-9lcUROKx3S-TO3HExNExZ_RiRAymaf-a0l2BUJmK44tpBQoEusnaRVA7qDgzrjDSOCjpOay6kJT8FMjdHZqLMVb2JKbackHcfTpJ3NOKdPPanuUwKri_g/w640-h360/IMG_5449.HEIC" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div>Totusi <i><u>este ceva la care Cipru nu exceleaza si acest este esteticul</u></i>. Ciprul nu este neaparat spectaculos. Chiar daca focusul nostru nu a fost pe continut media (spre dezamgirea lui Radu), asta nu inseamna ca toate sesiunile foto cu Radu nu au pus acolo ceva caramizi la ochiul meu artistic. Si trebuie mult talent pentru cadre faine in Cipru. Ele nu apar, asa, pe toate drumurile, cum se intampla in Andaluzia ori in Canare. Trebuie timp, un alt focus. Sa fii in locul potrivit, la ora potrivita, eventual de mai multe ori pana cand gasesti ziua aceea fara pacla in care soarele plonjeaza in mare si ciclistul il priveste de sus, din munti, asezat pe o bancuta de piatra, cu lumina in buzunar, pregatita pentru o coborare de noapte. Stilul meu si al lui Suzi se potriveste aici, cu mers legat, pauze minime, iesim, pedalam, facem tura, venim acasa, mancam, ne odihnim. Cam asta a fost programul, repetat in bucla in toate zilele cu ture lungi. Pentru foto trebuie stat pana tarziu si finish-uri la ora 18 urmate de un start la ora 9 nu fac casa buna cu pedalatul zi dupa zi si recuperarea aferenta.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCNVq5OxdH192CasUsze7c6VzhN5hnWOS87G86lxOvyndsiig2hHwElBNexmq0VeUTWhI6UeZbEcUURlk7q1RUNmb6I4L8r01Z4xzOdp_RJoHFh5FJr3lcEuh9x9CKptkeVWpPlyW50VTRZLi1uqTEAuI5vtDGPKuTkGRF4gafzHOsN59NUtPTg-zn0g/s3648/IMG_20230227_113621.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCNVq5OxdH192CasUsze7c6VzhN5hnWOS87G86lxOvyndsiig2hHwElBNexmq0VeUTWhI6UeZbEcUURlk7q1RUNmb6I4L8r01Z4xzOdp_RJoHFh5FJr3lcEuh9x9CKptkeVWpPlyW50VTRZLi1uqTEAuI5vtDGPKuTkGRF4gafzHOsN59NUtPTg-zn0g/w640-h480/IMG_20230227_113621.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Multe biserici bizantine, unele in Patrimoniul Unesco, chiar</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Q_ukqePIU9AgxEWMC9VZ6TbEwIUSYw_uhJAqx6eYBdSuRWhpmmHlGUuxi04O_xCltWdEzufQ9f4AkBR3NUgnqym2e8o_JU6dvZGshL1uQTgfyYO7uT3EuUBm-z7TFB3LQSc_9-N6bmBxCTdOfS6FD6gx9hvT2ZVVMeMzh0zBn6_upzRa3GUXl8m_ew/s4032/IMG_5459.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2268" data-original-width="4032" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Q_ukqePIU9AgxEWMC9VZ6TbEwIUSYw_uhJAqx6eYBdSuRWhpmmHlGUuxi04O_xCltWdEzufQ9f4AkBR3NUgnqym2e8o_JU6dvZGshL1uQTgfyYO7uT3EuUBm-z7TFB3LQSc_9-N6bmBxCTdOfS6FD6gx9hvT2ZVVMeMzh0zBn6_upzRa3GUXl8m_ew/w640-h360/IMG_5459.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Cu toate aceste plusuri si minusuri in minte, m-as intoarce fara indoiala in Cipru, poate in usor alta locatie, incusiv cu mtb-ul. La fel, as reveni oricand intr-un cantonament cu Suzi si ma bucur mult ca ne-am intalnit cumva la mijloc de drum si (speram noi) am furat putin startul la primavara. </div><div><br /></div><div><b>Rutele noastre (inclusiv cateva comentarii la fiecare)</b></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8619652515" target="_blank">Supriza placuta numita Cipru</a></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8626029300" target="_blank">Winding roads and blossom trees</a></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8630693329" target="_blank">Paphos Forest sau acadeaua</a></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8642330896" target="_blank">Fake Oympus. Long day in the saddle</a></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8646503619" target="_blank">Pissouri Bay</a></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8652265922" target="_blank">Polis loop</a></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8656164659" target="_blank">Cap St Georges</a></div><div><br /></div><div><b>Resurse generale</b></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://shop.lonelyplanet.com/products/cyprus-travel-guide-7?variant=43551458361595" target="_blank">Cyprus by Lonley Planet</a></div><div>Epic road rides-<a href="https://epicroadrides.com/destinations/cycling-cyprus/" target="_blank">Cycling Cyprus</a></div><div><br /></div><div><b>Inspiratie rute</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div>Cyprus Gran Fondo (stage race): <a href="https://www.activatecyprus.com/gran-fondo-cyprus-the-courses">https://www.activatecyprus.com/gran-fondo-cyprus-the-courses</a></div><div><a href="https://epicroadrides.com/?s=cyprus+" target="_blank">Epic road rides</a></div><div><br /></div></div>Mihaela Diaconescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03993437870895056323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378569028558677401.post-50727859605070001312023-02-28T08:30:00.001+01:002023-03-17T08:39:36.859+01:00Faurarul lui 2023<div style="text-align: justify;"><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8496724482" target="_blank">Saua Tampei cu mama</a></div><div><br /></div><div>In Brasov a nins proaspat si orasul s-a iniernat. Temperaturile sunt totusi placute si zapada are ceva ludic in ea, suficient cat sa scoata de acasa doi adulti intr-o dimineata rece de februarie.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8502893121" target="_blank">Orientare sprint family in Parcul Tractorul</a></div><div><br /></div><div>Radu e plecat in tarile calde si ideea ca eu sa merg cu Marius la un concurs de orientare imi parea usor fantasmagonica...M-a convins insa Andrei cu argumente precum "e traseu usor, in parc". Cuvantul "parc" mi-a dat sperante. Cat de greu poate sa fie in parc? Parcul nu e munte, am sanse reale sa ma impedic de posturi fara sa vreau. Asa ca am mai mobilizat niste omuleti si am facut o mana buna de copii cu care ne-am bucurat de cei 50 cm de zapada adusi de weekendul iernatic din Brasov. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXSNuItI4v5TmhrmYNjy3lDsjeZ-5Cpvyfo4vMCANN2pxqcpN9EiSxJAp8HKt2J3WbPPTRjcndJpgiAV4zMcItYXxxglYvFIic9eortXa859-wHvqzEzIKYnE7w4Bf50P8X1m3dVr8OknsAKom3QEi7np-Wc7zTYrK_ybfmqebEWgepR85MY0yJ7ntPQ/s1620/FB_IMG_1675539655199.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1620" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXSNuItI4v5TmhrmYNjy3lDsjeZ-5Cpvyfo4vMCANN2pxqcpN9EiSxJAp8HKt2J3WbPPTRjcndJpgiAV4zMcItYXxxglYvFIic9eortXa859-wHvqzEzIKYnE7w4Bf50P8X1m3dVr8OknsAKom3QEi7np-Wc7zTYrK_ybfmqebEWgepR85MY0yJ7ntPQ/w426-h640/FB_IMG_1675539655199.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRYTrM0hpraej4kdFMJDGOwCPqV90U9n3YuOh08iPEp00_IQk9ImhVjUmCkX432typDYrkfaSu9JAV-aZ0UD-vE3_t2uJO2xM3qw7bofgNDn8QbqJpjX52yutWcPo3Evu_xaOXz1ohyxzzHYV3NoLd_iKQbZkTULjMFp3yzGhNZ-ZnU0J1fQUn3PrZMw/s1620/FB_IMG_1675539638144.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1620" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRYTrM0hpraej4kdFMJDGOwCPqV90U9n3YuOh08iPEp00_IQk9ImhVjUmCkX432typDYrkfaSu9JAV-aZ0UD-vE3_t2uJO2xM3qw7bofgNDn8QbqJpjX52yutWcPo3Evu_xaOXz1ohyxzzHYV3NoLd_iKQbZkTULjMFp3yzGhNZ-ZnU0J1fQUn3PrZMw/w426-h640/FB_IMG_1675539638144.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVxtrkoAzvznwKWa9aDpKQyCjNuX51cFD70xnnF_YlvCvmVBOfEcRPk80U37quWFeLBewEJggwRoI_xUzzcLkWuag9GJ0J4FbmruyZ28Z0kGg_MEqLl8YTF83T0SHaHFYgCuQ1X2W4KoBMoh3N9x0LD3OKxA_7rBI9WZBDcXyc3VCIWXpIZ6JQ-ENNTg/s1620/FB_IMG_1675539693207.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1620" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVxtrkoAzvznwKWa9aDpKQyCjNuX51cFD70xnnF_YlvCvmVBOfEcRPk80U37quWFeLBewEJggwRoI_xUzzcLkWuag9GJ0J4FbmruyZ28Z0kGg_MEqLl8YTF83T0SHaHFYgCuQ1X2W4KoBMoh3N9x0LD3OKxA_7rBI9WZBDcXyc3VCIWXpIZ6JQ-ENNTg/w426-h640/FB_IMG_1675539693207.jpg" width="426" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">credits, Irina Anton, Fisheye</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8511258780" target="_blank">5 februarie -Zona crepusculara de pe Sulinar</a></div><div><br /></div><div>E weekend si sunt cu Marius in Poiana. Orice om normal nu ar merge in weekend cu schiurile de tura in Poiana, dar cand trebuie sa iti duci copilul la lectii de schi, iti calci pe inima. Nu stiu in ce directie sa o apuc, imi e teama de aglomeratia de pe partie, cochetez cu ideea de a da un forestier, insa pana la urma ma mobilizez in sus pe Bradul. Sulinarul e pustiu si dau chiar 2 urcari, pana sub lac, unde incepea ceata.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8541505786" target="_blank">11 februarie- Parca la Bucuresti trebuia sa fie mai cald</a><span style="white-space: pre;"> </span></div><div><br /></div><div>Am schimbat Tampa pentru un rasarit alaturi de Vio, pe Lacul Morii. Frig rau si umezeala, dar dimineata slow petrecuta in fata unei cafele cu omleta, a compensat.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8552959723" target="_blank">13 februarie- Frumos pe sus, dar carcalacul nu se da dus</a></div><div><br /></div><div>Gatul ma tot supara de ceva vreme si astept vacanta in Cipru cu a sa infuzie de soare si aer sarat, ca sa ma vindece.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8569249564" target="_blank">15 februarie- Girls night out</a></div><div><br /></div><div>O tura in Postavaru alaturi de Suzi si Elena. Cu alte cuvinte, am iesit in oras, la un suc, la un schi, la o miscare. Am vorbit cel putin la fel de mult pe cat am mers.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8580769701" target="_blank">18 februarie- Magura Branului inainte de primavara nr 1</a></div><div><br /></div><div>La Brasov e asa un aer de primavara, cu temperaturi trecute de 5 grade...Soare nu e, dar caldura ne este cumva suficienta. Refac alaturi de Alin a si Andrei una din turele mele de suflet pe Magura Branului si astept cu rabdare primavara si serile petrecute aici, la cort sau in fanar.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXShspaYcoVaB7YFo51cmzeK-x-v89m6AvVolj-1i2qUmf1ZqriU4Yfa40ZT9PNmUoYjvxWqNQJgBnevtTT7LfjufQlDfOQ_Iqu1ApKl0XDdref8wdyDCkAjepI5J1lV3ePlRUjKU4hbwJngYo4HVe0qkbVp0CITpJrfOAGg-KDSKebNTe6iNylPI0Nw/s3648/IMG_20230218_114757.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXShspaYcoVaB7YFo51cmzeK-x-v89m6AvVolj-1i2qUmf1ZqriU4Yfa40ZT9PNmUoYjvxWqNQJgBnevtTT7LfjufQlDfOQ_Iqu1ApKl0XDdref8wdyDCkAjepI5J1lV3ePlRUjKU4hbwJngYo4HVe0qkbVp0CITpJrfOAGg-KDSKebNTe6iNylPI0Nw/w640-h480/IMG_20230218_114757.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8585404313" target="_blank">19 februarie- Morning Postavaru Spring ski</a></div><div><br /></div><div>Se simte primavara in aer, cu temperaturi pozitive la intermediara.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8614123034" target="_blank">22 febuarie- Ultimul schi in Postavaru</a></div><div><br /></div><div>Prognoza lui Suca cum ca in 15 martie urcam cu mtb-ul in Postavaru la tricou are sanse sa se adevereasca, macar intr-o oarecare masura...E cald. Radu, Marius si familia Fodor sunt la un schi de primavara pe partii. Eu urc pe foci. Ma urnesc greu. Anul asta nici nu pot sa zic ca am intrat in modul iarna...Oricum a fost cea mai scurta iarna de cand suntem noi la Brasov si daca ar fi sa culc urechea la ce spune Facebook-ul, o parte i se datoareaza si lui Suca, cel care a adus caldura Timisoarei la Brasov.</div></div>Mihaela Diaconescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03993437870895056323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378569028558677401.post-75679035899395965602023-02-25T17:52:00.001+01:002023-03-01T19:14:17.962+01:00Gerarul lui 2023<div style="text-align: justify;"><div data-en-clipboard="true" data-pm-slice="1 1 []">Iarna a venit cu greu in Brasov si dupa mine putea sa stea la ea acasa, sa imi lase drumurile depresiunii curate si sa puna doar asa o mana de zapada prin munti, cat sa aibe entuziastii hivernali pe unde sa isi toceasca coltarii. M-am bucurat de potecile si drumurile uscate cat am putut, dar la final de luna a trebuit sa invat sa ma bucur si de sanius si alte sporturi iernatice. Ce e drept, daca nu aveam copil, fugeam si anul asta o luna pe undeva...poate pe coasta de sud a Portugaliei.</div><div data-en-clipboard="true" data-pm-slice="1 1 []"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrgJjD8WmUJM4lo4d0rzwolCEw9hZzJNNDPczmioHPptASto1unryjkke0Ioh_0d-_qXuLM1HuHD6wFMbCMJW2TimSPU2hl2_Q4ucV2isUPGzErfY6w9jRuWJ1ELvG4W8g-G0BnT7bpPRkJTD-V-ah4KuXCvO20QZ7vtMCq_Utsk9r7mBHNrXbI15NfQ/s3648/IMG_20230124_121247.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrgJjD8WmUJM4lo4d0rzwolCEw9hZzJNNDPczmioHPptASto1unryjkke0Ioh_0d-_qXuLM1HuHD6wFMbCMJW2TimSPU2hl2_Q4ucV2isUPGzErfY6w9jRuWJ1ELvG4W8g-G0BnT7bpPRkJTD-V-ah4KuXCvO20QZ7vtMCq_Utsk9r7mBHNrXbI15NfQ/w640-h480/IMG_20230124_121247.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cam asa arata iarna perfecta din punctul meu de vedere</td></tr></tbody></table><div data-en-clipboard="true" data-pm-slice="1 1 []"><br /></div><div data-en-clipboard="true" data-pm-slice="1 1 []"><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8325777561" target="_blank">2 ianuarie - January Grand Fondo</a></div><div data-en-clipboard="true" data-pm-slice="1 1 []"><br /></div><div>sau problema de ciclist amator: de cate liniute Zarnesti-Plaiul Foii e nevoie pentru a strange cei 100 km propusi pentru azi? </div><div><br /></div><div>Prognoza anunta soare si 9 grade pentru astazi, insa la ora 11 soarele se lasa inca asteptat in depresiunea Brasovului. Desenasem o bucla spre Sfantu, dar pe vremea asta e o mare engima cand voi reusi sa ies din ceata, asa ca profit de faptul ca Radu si Marius merg spre Casa Folea si ma hotarasc sa ies din ceata...motorizat.</div><div><br /></div><div>In Tohan deja e soare asa ca ma pun pe pedalat. Prima idee e sa merg spre Plaiul Foii si sa mai trag putin de timp. Poate se ridica ceata in depresiune, poate imi vin idei de cum pot lungi tura... </div><div>Prima lungime Zarnesti-Plaiul Foii merge bine. Trafic moderat, multi ciclisti, pe alocuri ud, pe alocuri uscat si mult soare. </div><div>Fac o prima pauza in Zarnesti cat sa arunc o coaja de banana si decid sa nu dau vrabia din mana pe cioara de pe gard si sa mai dau o tura spre Plai. Apoi ma conving ca daca o dau si pe a treia pot sa ma intorc triumfatoare acasa. Oricat de haina o fi ceata din depresiune, 20 de kilometri ii dovedesc eu! </div><div>Adevarul e ca ceata (re)incepea la iesirea din Cristian. Si mai adevarat e ca cel mai tare am inghetat la coada de la spalatorie. </div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8342020852" target="_blank">5 ianuarie-Vantoasa treaba</a></div><div><br /></div><div>Cand stii ca se termina huzurul si vorbim deja, probabil, de una din ultimile ture de bicicleta din mijlocul programului, accepti si vant si nor si iesi sa invarti pedala. </div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8353139207" target="_blank">7 ianuaie- Let' have some fun</a></div><div><br /></div><div>La munte a venit iarna, inclusiv in Postavaru. Nu e iarna aia de scos schiurile, daca nu esti un entuziast al schiului, dar e suficienta zapada cat sa bucure copiii. Asa ca azi ne infiintam la cabana, noi adultii cu ceva lichide calde in fata, copiii afara, in frig, la joaca. Coborarea cu farasele merge decent pana mai jos de intermediara. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFX8Yxm8Euq7N7A9mU5XNM2mfuKwSYfmji-xI6tJZvzoSKgw6DvMkei-MVRIGZRGr4UvSC-uTRHSJSR2H5xq0l3EqAPhusJr18VYtmZ2uI9T6MEHekowVyApsEFYlN-buejaPfdtDuYFbLSXgBdEX6HA--n7lsxiClC79OdoZGJgjbEe9J3Vn_aVygWA/s1600/IMG-20230109-WA0009.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFX8Yxm8Euq7N7A9mU5XNM2mfuKwSYfmji-xI6tJZvzoSKgw6DvMkei-MVRIGZRGr4UvSC-uTRHSJSR2H5xq0l3EqAPhusJr18VYtmZ2uI9T6MEHekowVyApsEFYlN-buejaPfdtDuYFbLSXgBdEX6HA--n7lsxiClC79OdoZGJgjbEe9J3Vn_aVygWA/w640-h480/IMG-20230109-WA0009.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8360709660" target="_blank">8 ianuarie - Clabucetul Taurului kids hike</a></div><div><br /></div><div>Adevarul e ca la 5-6 ani nu e foarte fun sa urci sute de metri la deal. Si pot sa inteleg asta. E fun sa te joci, e fun sa cobori in alergare, e fun sa te dai cu farasul pe zapada, dar nu sa urci. Si cum eu si Elena intelegem nevoile astea ale copiiilor (si probabil nu aveam chef de proteste), ne punem de acord sa urcam spre Garbova cu telescaunul. Acum, ca urcarea e 50 lei (comparativ cu 30 in Poiana cu gondola) e alta treaba, mentalitate de bisnitari care vor sa scoata bani si din piatra seaca, desi telescaunul ala clar nu face mai mult decat gondola din Poiana. Oricum, macar sus e soare pentru mame si zapada pentru copiii. Soarele a ramas darnic toata ziua, zapada insa a fost ceva intermitent, iar la coborare s-a transformat intr-o mare noroiala, macar am folosit hainele de ieri si nu e nevoie sa speli doua randuri.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1sdyBmEzbljrAPp04DOUkqC8DDK-PZERWE2t49zEFPKNK84CcUrBbIKfMou1S9reGPiaGRP2Ip49St79Q-d-PIm8F84CCX5eh0F--5zFh-FS48AeJs_6aoVb0RjdW_Snf3UvmgwDAchVj995b6DzUmP--fUjpwePQTSBgQ5EEQqIAunYk3GCBCvZFWA/s2987/IMG_20230108_205706.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="2987" height="586" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1sdyBmEzbljrAPp04DOUkqC8DDK-PZERWE2t49zEFPKNK84CcUrBbIKfMou1S9reGPiaGRP2Ip49St79Q-d-PIm8F84CCX5eh0F--5zFh-FS48AeJs_6aoVb0RjdW_Snf3UvmgwDAchVj995b6DzUmP--fUjpwePQTSBgQ5EEQqIAunYk3GCBCvZFWA/w640-h586/IMG_20230108_205706.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyJCJVhyp45Q61n9atw2D4phQfZl1Di_jEqhDKVRewkMZBg8VVPzmp_hQbSxJi7hsw2WThjdW5TAwEbxutaaQY-L1gCm7L3NHx-oh150v4GxGQVjG5z04wZHkdYwlJG_iBiVwTH65H6SD5vVQvNq_Sawayo2cm_tYNQy8TZaq6pU8w-WgeAjU8iEX9eQ/s3453/IMG_20230108_142120.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3453" height="508" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyJCJVhyp45Q61n9atw2D4phQfZl1Di_jEqhDKVRewkMZBg8VVPzmp_hQbSxJi7hsw2WThjdW5TAwEbxutaaQY-L1gCm7L3NHx-oh150v4GxGQVjG5z04wZHkdYwlJG_iBiVwTH65H6SD5vVQvNq_Sawayo2cm_tYNQy8TZaq6pU8w-WgeAjU8iEX9eQ/w640-h508/IMG_20230108_142120.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8391008637" target="_blank">14 ianuarie- Cu copiii la zapada</a></div><div><br /></div><div>Dupa o sesiune de ploi si vreme proasta in depresiune, se intrevede in sfarsit soarele si pe strada noastra. Vineri, Postavaru a iesit pentru prima data in ultimile zile de sub plapuma, cateva ore si cine a avut cum sa fuga repede pe sus, a fost un fericit. Dupa asa vesti/ imagini (traiasca cei care au impanzit Postavaru cu camere web), destinatia de sambata era implicita. Niciodata nu e suficient de mult Postavaru. Ne inarmam cu sanii , farase si alte dispozitive alunecatoare si ne infiintam la gondola. Sus e soare darnic, iar langa cabana un loc de joaca strasnic pentru toate varstele. Coborarea pe sanii / farase pana mai jos de intermediara nu a dezamagit nici ea si desi nu e sezon de schi, macar saniusul pare sa mearga</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8394129837" target="_blank">15 ianuarie- Doza zilnica de Postavaru</a></div><div><br /></div><div>Am capul destul de bruiat dupa ziua de ieri cu Marius si stiu foarte bine ca pentru mine, nimic nu functioneaza mai bine ca...fugitul de acasa, preferabil in natura. Imi calculez ca nu am timp decat de un Postavaru pana la ora setata de Radu sa iasa cu cursiera si desi nu ma atrage foarte tare ideea, caci am fost si ieri in Postavaru, decid totusi ca e mai bine sa o iau din loc. Cum partiile nu ma incanta deloc (un amestec trist de zapada si noroi, totul rascolit de ratracuri), urc pe la Pestera de Lapte. Picioarele merg bine, varful e la locul lui, desi nu l-am mai vizitat in ultima vreme. Pe sus ma bucur de soare si singurul regret este ca nu mai am timp sa trec si pe la cabana pentru o prajitura...Si coborarea merge suprinzator de bine si din cei 10 kilometri as spune ca am alergat mult mai mult decat m-am asteptat.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3umQek_fcixIRBBLdey9bp66qNtq-IgXdBjVRWDrxjfxnKIYAbb3PtQmj3kiYdt8oSLjrWbhOwCVUx1SRhm4yCzZBG7d1BgELEFnjK1E65lKwNTQQBOjgmfjsmB-QSZr9s5cuVN88r-4CCkYwu52YFwSOKcv3jX4uIxmM1jHHVzWXO3NHbLVHDITOoA/s3648/IMG_20230115_101629.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3umQek_fcixIRBBLdey9bp66qNtq-IgXdBjVRWDrxjfxnKIYAbb3PtQmj3kiYdt8oSLjrWbhOwCVUx1SRhm4yCzZBG7d1BgELEFnjK1E65lKwNTQQBOjgmfjsmB-QSZr9s5cuVN88r-4CCkYwu52YFwSOKcv3jX4uIxmM1jHHVzWXO3NHbLVHDITOoA/w640-h480/IMG_20230115_101629.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8410596171" target="_blank">18 ianuarie- Suca, aducatorul primaverii la Brasov</a></div><div><br /></div><div>Am simtit primavara in aer inca de ieri, dar nu am avut cum sa ies, asa ca o pandesc si marti dimineata. E tot aici, in depresiune, nu a plecat nicaieri. Si desi e 7.30 dimineata, eu invart fericita pedala spre Stupini in hainele de primavara. E incredibil ce se intampla la Brasov acum in ianuarie si sper din suflet sa nu platim pentru asta prin aprilie-mai, dar ma bucur de tot. De faptul ca pot sa pedalez inainte de job si sa nu mor de frig, de hainele lejere in care sunt imbracata, de ploaia in spatele careia merg si de soarele ce a iesit la Zarnesti si tot asa. Cu vantul nu prea m-am inteles, caci a batut doar din fata...Cand sa il am si eu din spate, s-a oprit.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8417611330" target="_blank">19 ianuarie- Sunrise MTB ride</a></div><div><br /></div><div>Radu si Suzi spun ca potecile sunt in stare excelenta si ii cred pe cuvant. Dupa ce il las pe Marius la gradinita ma confrunt cu o dilema: rasarit pe Dealul Melcilor vs mai mult timp pe poteci. Aleg rasaritul, din simplul motiv ca va fi singurul pe saptamana asta. Cu timpul ramas, traversez Schei-ul si apuc sa urc la Bancuta si sa cobor in Saua Tampei. Platul din Racadau intra la fix, asa, la final de tura, uscat si scaldat in soare.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8442929648" target="_blank">24 ianuarie - Above the clouds</a></div><div><br /></div><div>Dupa cum arata prognoza, asta e ultimul weekend de toamna-primavara inainte de a veni iarna cea adevarata. Asa ca e musai sa ies afara. Nu ma tenteaza foarte tare sa ies la rasarit, as prefera sa profit de putinele ore de lumina, asa ca ma decid pentru Piatra Mica. Situatia, asa cum se vede ea de la geam este simpla: nor, nor si nor pana pe la 1600 m, apoi soare pe creasta. Iarasi e mare de nori, iarasi ar prinde bine o zi intreaga petrecuta afara, la altitudine, insa nu ma lasa cursa lui Radu si planul lui de antrenament😄 .</div><div><br /></div><div>La 8 cand plec de la masina, poteca ce urca de la Fantana lui Botorog este linsitita. Pamantul este inghetat si doar urmele adanci in noroiul acum intarit tradeaza sutele de picioare ce urca si coboara pe aici in orice zi de weekend. Poiana Zanoaga este nemiscata sub bruma ce acopera orice fir de iarba. Ma intreb ce mai face brandusa pe care au admirat-o luni Tudor, Victor si Andra. O curajoasa grabita, cu capul in nori, prea credula in fata temperaturilor mincinoase. </div><div><br /></div><div>La cabana nu opresc, maresc pasul spre Saua Crapaturii, caci deja pe ici, pe colo, se vad petice de cer albastru si eu astazi sunt aici ca sa ma intalnesc cu soarele. Impreuna cu soarele vine si zapada si traseul pe la lanturi si prin hornurile Pietrei Mici e pe alocuri destul de inghetat. Gherutele ma ajuta, dar trebuie sa imi caut cu grija prizele pentru maini. Am parte de poteca buna, vantul e calm, creasta e doar a mea. Daca nu m-ar astepta Radu acasa, pentru a face schimb, as sta aici toata ziua, tolanita la soare, mai ales ca o data ce incep coborarea o sa intru din nou in ceata si frig. Ma misc repejor prin Zanoaga, caci nu e rost de stat la congelator si decretez, la masina, ca asta a fost o alta tura reusita, de raid. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVTlM1VtQAKSGH9kb39N8VYare8vFmQUOAhuOZ70R18YWtzjlVJsTURZSO3byrfGEoB7I4PUCNqtCQAv_Qc09PzGFkgDqnDblDta7kWBct4aqyODjfa5GOqlrBxvv8LdoVoWAmBVhAQSKmb8x0PmnMKaSZKtrwt8im-As4fILHMgvdFsNu7hX8568EQg/s3648/IMG_20230124_121433.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVTlM1VtQAKSGH9kb39N8VYare8vFmQUOAhuOZ70R18YWtzjlVJsTURZSO3byrfGEoB7I4PUCNqtCQAv_Qc09PzGFkgDqnDblDta7kWBct4aqyODjfa5GOqlrBxvv8LdoVoWAmBVhAQSKmb8x0PmnMKaSZKtrwt8im-As4fILHMgvdFsNu7hX8568EQg/w640-h480/IMG_20230124_121433.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE-19qxvAIMCtXcAPnYVDs1CByNTKXLtZ5OfBQMLjSVd6i6k28bvQjihqlxyBslhHgHQjYbAG5OxFb3it2L9bzePaytNz-0ta9reYbkID2Nn3nxBfqKUU9FV_MRewor6ywLNwgaOhIsUNU9yN20hJR8PxwIPalvYuaGwhezYkquvhHUmPfnySWl0FWDw/s3648/IMG_20230124_121455.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE-19qxvAIMCtXcAPnYVDs1CByNTKXLtZ5OfBQMLjSVd6i6k28bvQjihqlxyBslhHgHQjYbAG5OxFb3it2L9bzePaytNz-0ta9reYbkID2Nn3nxBfqKUU9FV_MRewor6ywLNwgaOhIsUNU9yN20hJR8PxwIPalvYuaGwhezYkquvhHUmPfnySWl0FWDw/w640-h480/IMG_20230124_121455.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8461289750" target="_blank">27 ianuarie - Sanius in Postavaru</a></div><div><br /></div><div>Deschiderea sezonului de schi bate la usa. De fapt se va intampla chiar maine. Asa ca din prea mult entuziasm ne gandim ca asta ar fi o seara buna sa urcam la cabana. Pe jos, tragand saniile dupa noi. Noi adultii ne dam insa seama, destul de rapid, ca nu are niciun sens, fiind o munca de Sisif. Pur si simplu prea multa munca pentru prea putina distractie. Reusim insa abia pe la Intermediara sa il convingem si pe Marius si sa ne punem cu fundul pe sanii, dand drumul la distractie.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH8p62q9OlNBkVsv9azbXC-WKlCfh56pIyad42Yb4oxo6dazMk6aSIqjYCrYGOhS-9itHLSc-HCxxT-Do-s-gADjFhuOpoUCLxG1Nu5TyqSoCGpvfTlyFdpObjuOLnZ0xFPW_9f_p9kGP1bHa4xWuq9KYsGvV_EnV-b3S-sK4LtfcWGeSZz482h-9AIQ/s960/FB_IMG_1674848220737.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="641" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH8p62q9OlNBkVsv9azbXC-WKlCfh56pIyad42Yb4oxo6dazMk6aSIqjYCrYGOhS-9itHLSc-HCxxT-Do-s-gADjFhuOpoUCLxG1Nu5TyqSoCGpvfTlyFdpObjuOLnZ0xFPW_9f_p9kGP1bHa4xWuq9KYsGvV_EnV-b3S-sK4LtfcWGeSZz482h-9AIQ/w428-h640/FB_IMG_1674848220737.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8472810982" target="_blank">28 ianuarie- O noua sesiune de sanius pe Drumul Vechi</a></div><div><br /></div><div>Sa urci cu autobuzul pana in Poiana si apoi sa cobor cu sania pana la Pietrele lui Solomond, facand eventual concurs cu alti copii, ei bine, chestia asta poate sa dea dependenta chiar si pentru oamenii mari.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/8469291150">29 ianuarie- Primul Postavaru pe schiuri din sezonul 2023</a></div><div><br /></div><div>Nu imi era deloc dor de frig, udatura, zapada, frig, zapada. Si mai multa zapada, balti in masina, uscat echipament pe calorifer. Si acum, de cand e Marius, si mai mult echipament de uscat pe calorifer, de parca nu imi ajungea tot ce isi intindea Radu pe toate caloriferele din casa...Dar no, daca tatal se sacrifica sa ii hraneasca copilului entuziasmul pentru schi, eu profit de orele libere pentru o prima urcare la cabana. Urcare faina pana la statia Intermediara, destul de neplacuta dupa aceea datorita aglomeratiei de pe partie. White-out-ul era la datorie. La fel si prajiturile de la cabana. Am luat si la pachet pentru baieti si m-am bucurat ca nu m-a omorat nimeni pe partiile destul de aglomerate pentru gustul meu. </div></div>Mihaela Diaconescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03993437870895056323noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378569028558677401.post-75760477029260161222023-01-23T10:29:00.000+01:002023-01-31T13:37:17.311+01:00Magura Fairy Tale<div style="text-align: justify;"><div data-en-clipboard="true" data-pm-slice="1 1 []">Asteptarile mele din turele cu copiii sunt destul de mici. Ma inarmez cu rabdare, cu strategii de adus varful mai aproape si cu inca o pereche de ochi pentru orice detaliu care ar putea fi captivant in ochii celor mici. Daca vremea nu ajuta nici ea, extra straturi, cat sa tina de frig in lungile pauze. Doar ca astazi a fost diferit. De la copiii ascultatori, la vremea de afara si la locul drag mie in care am ajuns.</div><div><br /></div><div>Conduc cu atentie pe drumul spre Magura, dar la ora asta inca nu este trafic. Decorul e din povesti caci ploaia de azi-noapte a insemnat aici zapada. 3 centimetri de zapada aninata pe crengile copacilor, dar suficient pentru un tunel destul de alb. Pana in Zarnesti am condus prin soare, cu imaginea Craiului alb ca in zilele adevarate de iarna. Apoi soarele a disparut, iar aici suntem intr-un abur gros si ud si ma intreb daca vom avea norocul sa iesim din el pana ajungem in sat. Zeii soarelui sunt cu noi si fix la primele case imi caut, pe jumatate orbita, ochelarii. Asta e pofta ce am poftit. </div><div><br /></div><div>E inca devreme si aerul e rece ca intr-o zi de toamna tarzie, ma preling precum soparla la soare, cat timp il pregatesc pe Marius de drumetie. Astazi vom fi doar cu Victor si trebuie sa recunosc ca imi plac grupurile astea mici de 2-3 copiii. Si ele ii priesc si lui Marius din cate am observat. Noi, parintii, suntem in modul "vai ce frumos este cu toata zapada asta proaspat cazuta". Nu e multa si stim toti trei ca magia o sa tina 2-3 ore, pana cand soarele prinde putere si zapada lasa loc versantilor inierbati ale Magurii. Dar in fond, despre asta e vorba in magie. Nu dureaza...<span style="font-family: inherit;">Zapada e insa numai buna pentru niste ingerasi timizi, asa ca de inceput de iarna. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFCRUV_FwBG_4t_yhWZBQ5-7EF6Jba2iVBuHVUqTtylWEFQM7sUg192iZ73mkkzTBBsh-rZt04CmLUYNQ7oe8SGtPa6PrqqA3Fj8-3Ovl2mc6BIQ05MRzi8EM-2mNyjPj98Y-8A7qMpEkZJE9DDeE27VsONFJobGctwWW2lRHyzt5YMjGekYXUZT4Rjg/s3648/IMG_20230121_104527.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFCRUV_FwBG_4t_yhWZBQ5-7EF6Jba2iVBuHVUqTtylWEFQM7sUg192iZ73mkkzTBBsh-rZt04CmLUYNQ7oe8SGtPa6PrqqA3Fj8-3Ovl2mc6BIQ05MRzi8EM-2mNyjPj98Y-8A7qMpEkZJE9DDeE27VsONFJobGctwWW2lRHyzt5YMjGekYXUZT4Rjg/w640-h480/IMG_20230121_104527.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">Cand iesim la soare, zapada face loc noroiului, insa copiii merg bine si cu pauze dese ajungem si in saua Magurii, unde intalnim traseele marcate ce vin dinspre Zarnesti sau Bran. Stiu urcarea asta cu ochii inchisi si pe cand il ajut pe Marius sa se strecoare printre jnepeni, imi trec prin minte zeci de poze cu apusuri si seri de primavara tarzie petrecute aici. Platforma de cort ne asteapta. Intre timp a aparut si o vatra destul de mare aici (sincer preferam sa nu fie aici, exista locuri mai dosite unde se poate face focul). Cat timp baietii isi savureaza dulcele promis, ochii mei sunt atrasi ca un magnet de creasta Craiului ramasa inca alba. In mai, inainte de a rabufni polenul, o sa ii fac o vizita. Iar intr-o seara fierbinte de iulie, dupa ce se usuca iarba din faneata, o sa vin aici sa dorm la bivuac. Sa stau intinsa in iarba scurta, alaturi de baietii mei, si sa numaram stelele unei nopti negre, fara luna. E interesant cum in pauza asta de 10 minute, fiecare isi lasa gandurile sa alerge libere, cum o fac de altfel si copiii in orice iesire in natura.</span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSDAhZjyxb1UQ8SIDCg6CpthH9GyfERvfU5QMc9A-fPWDNVIyEYxcc0SoosgR98cdyZA-mVkI-VKvRoosjdMtknc_g2W9LKsdhPpVV-3WEqbEn1LtF55AEKdQyrqDc3DKt3sz9_plR5CI94JyZC7ILjlLdsSYwDOQCGvLVzXQaisDeEGNt2QQiZxyCmQ/s3648/IMG_20230121_112531.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3648" data-original-width="2736" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSDAhZjyxb1UQ8SIDCg6CpthH9GyfERvfU5QMc9A-fPWDNVIyEYxcc0SoosgR98cdyZA-mVkI-VKvRoosjdMtknc_g2W9LKsdhPpVV-3WEqbEn1LtF55AEKdQyrqDc3DKt3sz9_plR5CI94JyZC7ILjlLdsSYwDOQCGvLVzXQaisDeEGNt2QQiZxyCmQ/w480-h640/IMG_20230121_112531.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUmB5a6ck27vcA00BKUnNUAGqZi0wLjAQ4Fzhj4PY8eOYdacOzJ4ZQ_DruDr6sg2B5RatMT66BklaXtf37CZZ-S_cpEnxe7xv1feMUj9E6E3aRkVHp03eZMst2W7m9yKEO0oNS4VVvL8VUYyNx4Hxki2t7BQJ-vWzCGAQKWXXvnA3LHalC9XC8poFpnw/s3648/IMG_20230121_122258.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUmB5a6ck27vcA00BKUnNUAGqZi0wLjAQ4Fzhj4PY8eOYdacOzJ4ZQ_DruDr6sg2B5RatMT66BklaXtf37CZZ-S_cpEnxe7xv1feMUj9E6E3aRkVHp03eZMst2W7m9yKEO0oNS4VVvL8VUYyNx4Hxki2t7BQJ-vWzCGAQKWXXvnA3LHalC9XC8poFpnw/w640-h480/IMG_20230121_122258.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzQci1dZCoYHq5L-71eFUZs-gWET_PKZyUUiBOm4Taddo6KUGlBDYb52uXgag_NhNqyrpijoJ5KzdskzVtcf5-604b5lkmz5lrE6-gUu5fxx5Ap2iI9K4sB2uCTbovgeG0_obUB6VDx6bkxeOMK8e9NZyUop6Q5wGscyekT7z8I5IRpyfdEat1itHx8A/s3648/IMG_20230121_124609.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzQci1dZCoYHq5L-71eFUZs-gWET_PKZyUUiBOm4Taddo6KUGlBDYb52uXgag_NhNqyrpijoJ5KzdskzVtcf5-604b5lkmz5lrE6-gUu5fxx5Ap2iI9K4sB2uCTbovgeG0_obUB6VDx6bkxeOMK8e9NZyUop6Q5wGscyekT7z8I5IRpyfdEat1itHx8A/w640-h480/IMG_20230121_124609.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">Departe de a fi un expert in drumetiile cu copiii, reteta succesului imi pare simpla: socializare si multa joaca. Joaca cat cuprinde. Mersul pe munte, la radacini, trebuie sa fie in primul distractiv, pentru ca el sa dureze peste ani. Si in categoria asta intra si sesiunea de dat la vale cu farasul, la coborare. Pana la ultima urma de zapada. Si cand se termina zapada, se scot din rucsac masinutele, preferabil unele care sa poate fi bagate prin toate jgheaburile cu apa ori gramezile de frunze, cat sa duci putin noroi ca amintire, acasa.</span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit88QyRTGlv3rN3lNYokX2EYZBJqCA2pVE_IMOS14AU3QswKrzUqGPk7DPyOD9dz9eASXGIdbo0eg6th3GJK9hZr-ArdrWL7C8XxsRH5_pJxVdZd8L74VYCR10mHiElQIrgoE0JXPPGF97MeIIC0PLp4ei2c9eSlJV84Cy8MNcXkw7_j_oZJJDWiicXQ/s3648/IMG_20230121_142110_1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit88QyRTGlv3rN3lNYokX2EYZBJqCA2pVE_IMOS14AU3QswKrzUqGPk7DPyOD9dz9eASXGIdbo0eg6th3GJK9hZr-ArdrWL7C8XxsRH5_pJxVdZd8L74VYCR10mHiElQIrgoE0JXPPGF97MeIIC0PLp4ei2c9eSlJV84Cy8MNcXkw7_j_oZJJDWiicXQ/w640-h480/IMG_20230121_142110_1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqEWMlof9PlQ_Dn4s6oGnuuvkKgrSVx5P7HHaM4mr5WIV4Q9hTLCQBZJJvi55jEDpsiBoC6GdqSuVv_YeArZb1K6hGedcJXF3eN-b6grMu-rs0Bu3WAAlSzKtrBXJuCsOlLpwN-bwJCl4aEFXvscnXC6rS7oMqgyMSJzaPcYahk6OnogDDuLUJ53sApA/s3648/IMG_20230121_150647.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqEWMlof9PlQ_Dn4s6oGnuuvkKgrSVx5P7HHaM4mr5WIV4Q9hTLCQBZJJvi55jEDpsiBoC6GdqSuVv_YeArZb1K6hGedcJXF3eN-b6grMu-rs0Bu3WAAlSzKtrBXJuCsOlLpwN-bwJCl4aEFXvscnXC6rS7oMqgyMSJzaPcYahk6OnogDDuLUJ53sApA/w640-h480/IMG_20230121_150647.jpg" width="640" /></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>Mihaela Diaconescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03993437870895056323noreply@blogger.com0