"When I was a child, I used to have a natural instinct for running. I was always running to such an extent that my blood used to warm up and strange skin marks appeared on my legs. I remember my father used to tie a rope to my waist to keep me from running when we went hiking on mountain trails. I used to run and climb every tree, rock face, wall and any other high place to which my attention was drawn.
My first climbing experiences were on boulders: I was a ten-year-old child and I used to try and climb boulders with my friends, with just a rope that my grandfather used to fasten hay. When I grew older, my father gave me a red climbing rope and some light alloy karabiners: to me, it was a dream coming true.
From that moment on, I started repeating all the most important and difficult climbing routes of the Dolomites with my friends Mox, Bellodis, “il Principe” and Spidy. We shared a great passion for climbing and were adventurous spirits, but we would easily forget the fundamental safety measures.
As soon as I came of age, I attended the training courses to become Mountain Guide and national instructor, then I joined the Alpine Rescue Team and the prestigious “Scoiattoli of Cortina” mountaineering group.
I spent a long time mountaineering on the Himalaya. I went there not just to climb and discover new mountains, but also to meet their silent people, to learn how to meditate and respect cultures and religions completely different from ours.
“The mountains are silent teachers that make taciturn students”, as Johann W. Goethe wrote in his works."