Stupenda e commovente interpretazione di "Wild mountain thyme" da parte di Dick Gaughan accompagnato dalle fenomenali Emmylou Harris e Kate and Anna Mc Garrigle con il figlio Rufus Wainwright. Al dobro ed ai violini Aly Bain, Jerry Douglas and Jay Ungar.
post postscript ...
Unfortunately there are some hitches in youtube ... The video I posted was wonderful, but for the mysterious mechanisms of the network has been "caught" in a tangle that I can not unravel. Who wants to hear and see, however, the interpretation of Emmylou and friends can click on the second video that appears inside it, the connection line to the other archive you tube.
Or I posted an excellent and most rocking interpretation by Silencers. Hoping that this is not captured ....
Sabato 18 luglio 2009 Cesara - Monte Il Pizzo km. 6,1 Partenza ore 15,39 Arrivo ore 18,16
Non sarà come le selvagge montagne cantate nella bellissima canzone che ci accompagna in questa mini escursione, ma il monte Il Pizzo ed il sentiero percorso per arrivarci, mi hanno immerso in uno scenario di natura non insidiata dalla "civiltà", dapprima, ed in una strabiliante veduta "a volo d'uccello" , poi, tanto da lasciarmi veramente felice per aver trovato questa meta sorprendentemente sconosciuta finora.
Vista l'ora non più propizia, oggi decido per un breve assaggio esplorativo. Le intenzioni erano di partire da Cesara e scoprire le difficoltà iniziali del percorso che porta fino all'Alpe Sacchi, via alternativa e forse più impegnativa rispetto a quelle da Arola , da Nonio o da Quarna. Arrivo fino a Cesara in macchina e parcheggio nelle vicinanze della Chiesa Parrocchiale. Col GPS in mano, inizio a percorrere le stradine del piccolo borgo dopo aver sostato sotto i portici ad ammirare una stilizzata mappa muraria dei sentieri della zona. 
Salendo per alcuni piccoli tratti ripidi, esco dai vicoli e mi soffermo poi ad osservare sia il paesaggio sia il GPS che mi segnala una bella via (così sembra dalla mappa di Alpugang) che porta verso est , sotto le pendici di un'altura che mi attira e che vorrei raggiungere per scoprire quale visuale sul lago potrebbe offer. 
so I decide to abandon the initial idea to climb to the valley dell'Acqualba, and the right to deviate significantly, as can be seen well from the map I posted. You gain altitude quickly enough and, encouraged by the GPS, take the dirt quite easily. I enter into a private open space from which to snap some pictures with the camera (I'll eat your hands afterwards for not bringing my camera with me ...). Cesar is under me and I can sweep with his eyes until his village Colma, Mount Camosino and, well, lake, Orta and the eastern side. 
Continuous confident of finding a path that goes beyond the beautiful dirt and can lead to the summit. Unfortunately ran into a fence enclosing private property where the road goes to die and I can not help but continue coasting. In the end I find myself in full immersion in the wild woods without any trace of the trail ... 
Indago GPS map to find a way out that allows me to go to the Mount Pizzo. I discover how I too trusting diverted to the east of the beautiful white stone, while the path addentrantesi in a valley and connecting with Vernier was elsewhere. I am not discouraged, and go up the slope, climbing almost in the middle of the intro of brambles and undergrowth. Gain hard now, making their way through the undergrowth, in altitude and keeping under observation the map, try to get as close as possible to the path that is reported. Fortunately, after quite a steep and difficult, coming in a small flat clearing that allows me to draw breath and take stock of the situation. 
The path that I have to get runs almost parallel to the path that I'm doing, so I decided en route to the "spot" and try to avvicinarmici as possible by exploiting the viable areas of the forest. Continuing to note the progress being reunited with the path traced, goes a long way, fortunately, almost flat, until finally I find a marked white-red rock that comforts me find the right way of the future ... 
at this point I tried to close the loop of the trail, following the path that will take me to Nonius and then go back to Caesars. This is because they are not yet sure to find the trail that climbs to the Mount Pizzo. But when later after making a slight downhill, I find the detour, climbing quickly, climb through the woods, I have no hesitation, and although a little resigned to not too scenic views, definitely done right. Going for the moment I can solamente avere uno scorcio sul monte Mazzone, al di là della valletta che ho percorso, pur se adombrato e seminascosto dalle piante. Ed ho il timore che una volta lassù non abbia nessuna possibilità di spaziare con la visuale. 
Salendo per alcuni piccoli tratti ripidi, esco dai vicoli e mi soffermo poi ad osservare sia il paesaggio sia il GPS che mi segnala una bella via (così sembra dalla mappa di Alpugang) che porta verso est , sotto le pendici di un'altura che mi attira e che vorrei raggiungere per scoprire quale visuale sul lago potrebbe offer. 
so I decide to abandon the initial idea to climb to the valley dell'Acqualba, and the right to deviate significantly, as can be seen well from the map I posted. You gain altitude quickly enough and, encouraged by the GPS, take the dirt quite easily. I enter into a private open space from which to snap some pictures with the camera (I'll eat your hands afterwards for not bringing my camera with me ...). Cesar is under me and I can sweep with his eyes until his village Colma, Mount Camosino and, well, lake, Orta and the eastern side. 
Continuous confident of finding a path that goes beyond the beautiful dirt and can lead to the summit. Unfortunately ran into a fence enclosing private property where the road goes to die and I can not help but continue coasting. In the end I find myself in full immersion in the wild woods without any trace of the trail ... 
Indago GPS map to find a way out that allows me to go to the Mount Pizzo. I discover how I too trusting diverted to the east of the beautiful white stone, while the path addentrantesi in a valley and connecting with Vernier was elsewhere. I am not discouraged, and go up the slope, climbing almost in the middle of the intro of brambles and undergrowth. Gain hard now, making their way through the undergrowth, in altitude and keeping under observation the map, try to get as close as possible to the path that is reported. Fortunately, after quite a steep and difficult, coming in a small flat clearing that allows me to draw breath and take stock of the situation. 
The path that I have to get runs almost parallel to the path that I'm doing, so I decided en route to the "spot" and try to avvicinarmici as possible by exploiting the viable areas of the forest. Continuing to note the progress being reunited with the path traced, goes a long way, fortunately, almost flat, until finally I find a marked white-red rock that comforts me find the right way of the future ... 
L'ascesa è veramente ripida. Mi soffermo spesso a scattare foto, anche se mi rendo conto che non ci sono solo che piante da riprendere. Ma mi soffermo soprattutto perchè ho bisogno di tirare il fiato. E sono grosse boccate d'ossigeno che mi immagazzino per poi rumorosamente espellere l'anidride carbonica, tenendomi compagnia, come in una specie di colloquio, in questa solitaria e silenziosa excursion. When the slope seems to soften, I look around and tell myself I'm going to get to the summit. In fact, just over on arrival in a kind of open space where a stone placed at its center seems to indicate the highest point of the mountain. All around me trees occlude the skyline. 
I will realize at home, studying maps, I have not reached the summit of Mount Pizzo, but the culmination of a second peak, slightly lower (few meters), which has shifted a little more north of the true peak, as can be seen very well in the map I posted. Not satisfied with panoramic views of the place, I begin to wander in search of a glimpse through the trees to capture at least one image of the lake. And in fact something remedy. 
then decide to return, but noting that the path ahead seems to continue tending to lose altitude, I start walking in that direction and found traces of red-white signs. Hoping to find an alternative to the path down which is not done the first leg, I decided to start a glimmer of light that indicates an opening in the thick bush. 
When I come where there's that light, I start to scream with joy. Then cries of happiness and satisfaction in seeing my hard work paid off by a view so spectacular that I never expected to find. For a couple of minutes rest stunned at the spectacle that presented itself before my eyes and I realize only after they landed on the rocky crags that plunge steeply towards Nonius, sloping down to my left a little reassuring protected balcony formed by bars rusty iron. Rusty also blesses a cross from the lake Orta ..... Click on the image to enjoy the view. 
for almost half an hour I linger in this place simply wonderful. Spira a nice breeze that helps to maintain clear and limpid atmosphere. I walk cautiously back and forth to the rocky crinalino looking for better view. Unfortunately, not having the macchina fotografica ma solo la cinepresa, non riesco a scattare immagini adeguate alla bellezza che ho davanti ai miei occhi per documentarle qui.(Ho comunque il filmato...) E soprattutto, non riesco a rendere la sensazione vertiginosa che mi assale appoggiandomi al riparo della balconata e guardando, là sotto il dirupo, il paesino di Nonio . Vertigine e leggerezza nel contempo. Ho la sensazione di poter allargare le ali come un uccello e spiccare il volo verso quell'azzurro lasciandomi cullare ed accarezzare dal vento. E mi torna alla mente un sogno ricorrente nella mia gioventù. Sorvolavo, come un novello Icaro, delle montagne verdi e dai dolci ed arrotondati declivi. Mi lasciavo trasportare dalle correnti e planando seguivo i contorni delle colline quasi volessi accarezzarle. Il punto di partenza erano le montagne sopra Omegna ; spostandomi verso sud volavo sopra le alture della sponda occidentale del lago d'Orta. Una sensazione di benessere e di serenità mi accompagnava per tutto il sogno e mi teneva ancora compagnia quando mi svegliavo e riassaporavo il piacere provato ripensando a quei momenti deliziosi. Ed ora qui davanti a me sembra che quel sogno infantile si stia materializzando dando forme, colori e immagini che andranno a sovrapporsi ed intersecarsi con quelli delle mie fantasie oniriche. Posto altre due immagini riprese con lo zoom. Una è dedicata ai due picchi del Monte Cerano e del Poggio Croce che sono un punto di richiamo visivo inconfondibile per chi sale verso nord da Borgomanero. L'altra alla frazione di Cesara,Colma, against the backdrop of Mount Camosino. 
reluctantly comes the time of return. Retrace cheerful and happy the way made the first leg. It takes hours just to reach the place in which I combined with the marked trail and follow it this time noting the special care required in plotting points. 
And in a flash are Caesars. This time instead of going through the alleys, I circled the ring, look back to greet the Mountain and The Peak, then follow the steps of the chapels of the Cross leading to the church of San Clemente, I reach the place where I left the machine. 
before heading home, I jump at the church parking lot in front of Nonio to take a picture of the second summit of Mount Pizzo, the one that dominates the village, and that appears in the opening post.Qui zoomed image of the cross that I add is located on the balcony. 
Finally satisfied return to my home, congratulating myself for having discovered this wonderful lookout over the lake Orta. older posts 
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