tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76128586834922349542024-03-08T19:49:48.411+01:00cundisemeyesGUIA PA PERDESE NA MONTAÑA
semeyes tomaes durante mis andancescundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12845605336912253802noreply@blogger.comBlogger105125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612858683492234954.post-63406804553981542172010-10-19T10:32:00.001+02:002012-02-01T11:26:43.355+01:0019-10-2010 Vega de Justillagar<div style="text-align: center;">BUFERRERA-VEGARREONDA-COLLAU LA FRAGUA-JUSTILLAGAR-LLAGU ENOL</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--x5FpIvZU0w/TrvpCQsqq7I/AAAAAAAAK4I/hqpApWWcHME/s1600/IMG_6765.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673384380654594994" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--x5FpIvZU0w/TrvpCQsqq7I/AAAAAAAAK4I/hqpApWWcHME/s400/IMG_6765.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 299px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Buenes nueves metereolóxiques; magar desayunar y mercar el pan en Villaviciosa colamos palos Llagos, dexamos los coches nel aparcamientu de Buferrera (1027).</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673384225827633426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z2-Z1xBpdZ0/Trvo5P7CuRI/AAAAAAAAK38/fhX_xnI33gE/s400/IMG_6771.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 292px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" />Son les 10 y 25, el día ta un poco fríu pero nun hai rastru de nenguna ñube, dalgún turista atereciu de frío y l'agua trasparente del llagu, hai que dir con tientu pela oriella con cuidau nun meter la pata nel agua.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673383999876794770" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a2qUIqYaFX8/TrvosGMKiZI/AAAAAAAAK3w/EToMOerHKZY/s400/IMG_6783.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 271px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" />Pela manzorga y pegaos a la montaña crucíamos perriba les piedres pa dar na Vega Enol, blanca de la rosá, enseguía vemos el fumo de les cabanes y los picos blancos pola capina ñeve.</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P3rVYWDV66g/Trvk_LJ4n5I/AAAAAAAAK3g/651ogfVc7SU/s1600/IMG_6787.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673379929580412818" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P3rVYWDV66g/Trvk_LJ4n5I/AAAAAAAAK3g/651ogfVc7SU/s400/IMG_6787.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Con ganes d'algamar Vega la Piedra pa entamar a quitar ropa y darreu siguir p'arriba, colos güeyos casi cerraos por mor del condenau sol que nos da de frente.<img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673379716976651538" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rxQbeDKI6ok/TrvkyzJMrRI/AAAAAAAAK3U/VSTbhdRzzng/s400/IMG_6794.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 288px;" />Pasamos pela Ronciella y a la vera'l refuxuVegarreonda pa detenenos na fonte del vieyu abelugu (1515) a reponer fuerces.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673379539247357986" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5n-tbB7zArg/TrvkodDO4CI/AAAAAAAAK3I/doWu7MFOsLI/s400/IMG_6802.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 295px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" />P'arriba, siguimos p'arriba, ye lo de siempre, siempre p'arriba, algamamos Llampa Cimera (1814) vamos con tientu, tamos pisando la primera ñeve del añu y ta casi que xelá.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673379175547585202" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IPPs42ClwDg/TrvkTSKcwrI/AAAAAAAAK28/tdoUQPjbj9Q/s400/IMG_6808.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 280px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" />Llegamos al sombriu y fríu collau la Fragua (1913), son les 13:45 y güei ya subimos tolo que teníemos que subir.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673379042189578386" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EBkL8kTHbIA/TrvkLhXbEJI/AAAAAAAAK2w/c-65yY74fCI/s400/IMG_6812.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 310px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" />Aldivinando'l camín baxamos hasta'l Mosquil (1740) y la Vega Bolu, piedres y más piedres nun paisaxe llunar, h.ous y llapiaces... Na H.orcadiella (1630) facemos un altu.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673378642393795442" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M05IG0UqMqo/Trvj0QAri3I/AAAAAAAAK2k/G8d7DOp4XJY/s400/IMG_6820.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 302px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" />Casi les tres y el llugar afayaizu asina que vamos a da-y a la xintaera, perriba ta vixilante la Peña Santa d'Enol, perbaxo la maxestuosa vega de Justillagar.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673378178229689778" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xg4m0aqGuDg/TrvjZO3VXbI/AAAAAAAAK2Y/cTM_2sz2GqA/s400/IMG_6834.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" />Cuesta trabayu dexar esti llugar, magar del té y del turrón de chocolate cortesía de Juan Carlos, chamos a andar.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673378018415212786" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_jsU58Uz7g/TrvjP7gl-PI/AAAAAAAAK2M/2DLxHQ_q4nM/s400/IMG_6845.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 293px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" />Baxamos a la vega Justillagar (1500) pasando enantes pel collau Afrontadorios, verde y grande, les agues desapaecen per debaxo la pena, unos caballos pónen-y el contraste a la verde vega.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673376450604423474" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qTRPvKClRkc/Trvh0q9X2TI/AAAAAAAAK18/1pZt9-eCjmA/s400/IMG_6865.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /> Pela canal de la Mostaya, encaxonaos como'l ríu Redemuña aldivinamos el senderu hasta dar nos Güeyos de la Toya (1150) onde tornen a la lluz les clares agues.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673376287669519506" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F-PKzEjevvQ/TrvhrL-qhJI/AAAAAAAAK1w/htkcN2gWiXE/s400/IMG_6866.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 289px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" />Caleyamos a la vera'l ríu hasta dar nel camín de la mañana, tamos a l'altor del Pozu del Alemán, magar un montón de semeyes, el chapuzón dexámoslu pa meyor ocasión, siguimos camín.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673298650590369618" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Gv9Ju7E1sE/TrubEHUkV1I/AAAAAAAAK1g/hdJs09GQphY/s400/IMG_6868.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 306px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" />Otra bona ración de semeyes na Vega de Enol, cola ermita y los picos de fondu, ya solo nos queá cruciar el Llagu y llegar al aparcamientu.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673298427583162626" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w8VD861Etx4/Trua3IjgaQI/AAAAAAAAK1U/X_j0_TMolxo/s400/IMG_6880.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" />Ta poniendose ya fresco, remoyase un poco nel ríu y camudase de ropa enantes de refrescar el gargüelu nun chigre de Cuadonga.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673298212866453090" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_XCl5K_j-oM/TruaqorDbmI/AAAAAAAAK1I/hLf63OPXD94/s400/IMG_6893.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 245px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" />Fuerón 20 km. y 1025 m. de desnivel lo producio nun xornada de 8 hores.</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ofHekQ680JI/TruafKp5vQI/AAAAAAAAK08/Z8xBaHWbzQs/s1600/IMG_6895.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673298015829998850" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ofHekQ680JI/TruafKp5vQI/AAAAAAAAK08/Z8xBaHWbzQs/s400/IMG_6895.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>cundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12845605336912253802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612858683492234954.post-31749145056837628612010-10-04T19:37:00.001+02:002011-08-27T14:35:14.331+02:004-10-2010 Peña Llabres<div style="text-align: center;">VIBAÑU-PEÑA LLABRES-CUETU TEXERA-CANTUVILLA-VIBAÑU
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wHBdSCX18i0/TlKXC6PdxTI/AAAAAAAAKzs/IU-8tS7x_8c/s1600/IMG_6609.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wHBdSCX18i0/TlKXC6PdxTI/AAAAAAAAKzs/IU-8tS7x_8c/s400/IMG_6609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643739359298307378" border="0" /></a>Como ye costume nun anuncien na bono los meterologos. Desta semos Bernardo, Juan Carlos, Riestra y Yo, en Posada de Llanes magar el café mercamos el pan y allegámonos a Vibañu, situ a 10 m. percima del mar d'Alicante.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O555a91m6j4/TlKW-QZkwfI/AAAAAAAAKzk/iP0jGQDKFhg/s1600/IMG_6613.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O555a91m6j4/TlKW-QZkwfI/AAAAAAAAKzk/iP0jGQDKFhg/s400/IMG_6613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643739279346942450" border="0" /></a>Dexamos el coche bien averau a la ilesia, apenes son les 10:00 cuando entamamos la marcha coles paragües na man.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WSp1yFqPfWI/TlKW4--RXZI/AAAAAAAAKzc/w6PUxa8liHg/s1600/IMG_6631.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WSp1yFqPfWI/TlKW4--RXZI/AAAAAAAAKzc/w6PUxa8liHg/s400/IMG_6631.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643739188769676690" border="0" /></a>L'airada d'anueche dexó árboles fendios pela metá y nueces abondo pel suelu, los paisanos tan recoyéndoles, nosotros tamién apañamos dalguna.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TUg9xM1Uns8/TlKW0NCUXgI/AAAAAAAAKzU/V6pl6I5QVNk/s1600/IMG_6646.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TUg9xM1Uns8/TlKW0NCUXgI/AAAAAAAAKzU/V6pl6I5QVNk/s400/IMG_6646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643739106645401090" border="0" /></a>Pel valle arriba algamamos les Conches (373), agora llueve perbien, tamos un buen ratu abelugaos a la vera una cabana.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OWoLRT_L2Jc/TlKV1aRHTgI/AAAAAAAAKzI/AiGiwUn279k/s1600/IMG_6650.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OWoLRT_L2Jc/TlKV1aRHTgI/AAAAAAAAKzI/AiGiwUn279k/s400/IMG_6650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643738027865361922" border="0" /></a>A poco qu'escample ye bastante pa siguir separtando árgomes y tar empericotiaos na Peña Llabres (689) a la hora del anxelus.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-udj01UF14i0/TlKVwr9_K7I/AAAAAAAAKzA/w9LSZlmd_Lc/s1600/IMG_6669.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-udj01UF14i0/TlKVwr9_K7I/AAAAAAAAKzA/w9LSZlmd_Lc/s400/IMG_6669.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643737946717629362" border="0" /></a>Agora tenemos bona visibilidá, ya paro de llover, algún rayucu de sol quier acolumbrar, d'un llau'l Cantábricu del otru la sierra'l Cuera.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-huhkKF4I69c/TlKVqcW8Z1I/AAAAAAAAKy4/xizFd-PVGO0/s1600/IMG_6671.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-huhkKF4I69c/TlKVqcW8Z1I/AAAAAAAAKy4/xizFd-PVGO0/s400/IMG_6671.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643737839448123218" border="0" /></a>L'oxetivu del día yá esta cumplíu, nun creáis, nun ye ná bono, quea día enforma, de xuru qu'hai qu'improvisar.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xmQfohlGOdM/TlKVmlb5dLI/AAAAAAAAKyw/7p5t0BirJlc/s1600/IMG_6675.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xmQfohlGOdM/TlKVmlb5dLI/AAAAAAAAKyw/7p5t0BirJlc/s400/IMG_6675.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643737773165343922" border="0" /></a>Darreu siguimos empericotiándonos en tolos picachos qu'atopamos.
<br />Danos por tiranos abaxo a la drecha xusto nel puntu que más teníen medrao les cotoyes.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qdkIHN1Xg84/TlKVhy_sbLI/AAAAAAAAKyo/VQBNIWBg-OM/s1600/IMG_6679.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qdkIHN1Xg84/TlKVhy_sbLI/AAAAAAAAKyo/VQBNIWBg-OM/s400/IMG_6679.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643737690905799858" border="0" /></a>Con esmeru en nun resbaliar, nun-yos paez na bien a estes cotoyes, llegamos al fondu del Valle de Llabrés (348).
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vtdAFLqUnnY/TlKVdCdPCjI/AAAAAAAAKyg/prS-WIwbQtI/s1600/IMG_6688.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vtdAFLqUnnY/TlKVdCdPCjI/AAAAAAAAKyg/prS-WIwbQtI/s400/IMG_6688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643737609156889138" border="0" /></a>Enseguía dexamos la recien topá senda de la Casa del Cura, xiramos a la manzorga y contra trás pa dir posando los pies en tolos cabezos qu'hai nos alredores.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_WOi38p_8uA/TlKVXPHfUrI/AAAAAAAAKyY/Cpi1IhnRfJ4/s1600/IMG_6689.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_WOi38p_8uA/TlKVXPHfUrI/AAAAAAAAKyY/Cpi1IhnRfJ4/s400/IMG_6689.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643737509476127410" border="0" /></a>Güeyamoss más cerca'l Cuera, tamos perriba'l Mazucu, güapu pueblu a vista de páxaru dende equi arribona.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CBpC1HYkErc/TlKVAcE77sI/AAAAAAAAKyQ/wiprfWlTjZc/s1600/IMG_6691.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CBpC1HYkErc/TlKVAcE77sI/AAAAAAAAKyQ/wiprfWlTjZc/s400/IMG_6691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643737117818089154" border="0" /></a>Finamos xintando sofitaos nuna muria, fasta qu'el cielu entamó a char agua dando por rematada esta celestial placidez.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f5IohX8ZKWg/TlKU3GRITOI/AAAAAAAAKyI/a6AsqOVUwAo/s1600/IMG_6696.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f5IohX8ZKWg/TlKU3GRITOI/AAAAAAAAKyI/a6AsqOVUwAo/s400/IMG_6696.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643736957344828642" border="0" /></a>Toca siguir esguilando p'algamar el Cuetu Texera (649), son les 15:15 y ya calez con fuercía'l sol, nun tris tamos secos.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mAnTYtgt-TU/TlKUuYeh2zI/AAAAAAAAKyA/Rp_BEkoypDA/s1600/IMG_6707.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mAnTYtgt-TU/TlKUuYeh2zI/AAAAAAAAKyA/Rp_BEkoypDA/s400/IMG_6707.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643736807614044978" border="0" /></a>Baxamos pentu un rebañu d'oveyes, al mastín vemoslu a lo lexos, nun s'avera a nos, igual nos toma por cuatro oveyes más, meyor asina.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dVetGL6dRNM/TlKUp-oi1CI/AAAAAAAAKx4/IU0VO-B4uME/s1600/IMG_6710.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dVetGL6dRNM/TlKUp-oi1CI/AAAAAAAAKx4/IU0VO-B4uME/s400/IMG_6710.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643736731957253154" border="0" /></a>Baxamos a Cantuvilla (431), al llau de les antenas garramos la pista, enseguía tenemos que dexala, nun lleva'l mesmu camín que nos.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pT4_1HjuFqc/TlKUj0sE4iI/AAAAAAAAKxw/LE-qCmObEbY/s1600/IMG_6713.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pT4_1HjuFqc/TlKUj0sE4iI/AAAAAAAAKxw/LE-qCmObEbY/s400/IMG_6713.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643736626208498210" border="0" /></a>Tornamos a los orixenes, queremos reconcilianos coles siempre prestoses cotoyes, pero elles ponen poco de so parte.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GJlJgTV3mTI/TlKUdSYmK6I/AAAAAAAAKxo/qt6dAeVSGh0/s1600/IMG_6719.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GJlJgTV3mTI/TlKUdSYmK6I/AAAAAAAAKxo/qt6dAeVSGh0/s400/IMG_6719.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643736513920773026" border="0" /></a>Damos col senderu, adientrase na biesca pa dexanos na Vanoria (220), pelo que queá del camín carreteru arrivamos a Vibañu.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B0_OKluZ4oE/TlKUVGH6SuI/AAAAAAAAKxg/ibCaGQv2Fn8/s1600/IMG_6727.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B0_OKluZ4oE/TlKUVGH6SuI/AAAAAAAAKxg/ibCaGQv2Fn8/s400/IMG_6727.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643736373190609634" border="0" /></a>El regatu baxa la metá d'agua qu'esta mañana. Nes portalaes de la ilesia camudámonos a la solombra, la paisanina que pola mañana dixonos "igual llueve, seique faiga sol" entrugonos pola xornada y gayoliose col atolenar del so pronósticu, cuantayá más certeru que los profesionales de la tele.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w26N0TCZBG4/TlKUQWdt0FI/AAAAAAAAKxY/C4SVdSiEZZ8/s1600/IMG_6729.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w26N0TCZBG4/TlKUQWdt0FI/AAAAAAAAKxY/C4SVdSiEZZ8/s400/IMG_6729.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643736291677687890" border="0" /></a>Enantes de parar en Posada alcordíamonos de los fecho, 1142 metros d'ascensu, suponse que tamién los baxamos, 16 km. nunes 7 hores, con fríu y con calor, con agua y ensin ella.
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<br />cundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12845605336912253802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612858683492234954.post-20231408248807696042010-09-30T19:16:00.000+02:002011-08-18T20:45:43.519+02:0030-09-2010 Ruta'l Cares<div style="text-align: center;">PONCEBOS-CAIN-PONCEBOS
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g65dpgbYyFM/Tk1KnvcMxAI/AAAAAAAAKvY/wFYVnmBYTdY/s1600/IMG_6461.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g65dpgbYyFM/Tk1KnvcMxAI/AAAAAAAAKvY/wFYVnmBYTdY/s400/IMG_6461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642247954775196674" border="0" /></a>Xente nueva qu'hai qu'aficionar, quier desestrexase, quier chase al monte, hai qu'entamar sele, que meyor entamadera que l'archiconocía Ruta'l Cares.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z4n4uMeZ5VI/Tk1KilhsMAI/AAAAAAAAKvQ/OmRB2EcJU20/s1600/IMG_6474.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z4n4uMeZ5VI/Tk1KilhsMAI/AAAAAAAAKvQ/OmRB2EcJU20/s400/IMG_6474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642247866214526978" border="0" /></a>Dexamos el coche nel aparcaderu de Poncebos (200), Lisardo, Manuel, Goyo y el qu'inventa estos cuentos.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0WqxxwQZy4c/Tk1KdvNVaTI/AAAAAAAAKvI/S1ic-OHBIxY/s1600/IMG_6479.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0WqxxwQZy4c/Tk1KdvNVaTI/AAAAAAAAKvI/S1ic-OHBIxY/s400/IMG_6479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642247782914156850" border="0" /></a>El día bastante laicu, apenes baxar del coche y ya lleven dos carretes gastaos, caleyamos carretera arriba, falando y retratíandolo too, pasamonos de llargo.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mTORCnom0f0/Tk1KXHNnHcI/AAAAAAAAKvA/uic1DSBglUY/s1600/IMG_6487-1.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mTORCnom0f0/Tk1KXHNnHcI/AAAAAAAAKvA/uic1DSBglUY/s400/IMG_6487-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642247669098683842" border="0" /></a>Tornamos en busca de la baldosa d'entrá a la ruta y entamamos a resoplar, quién coño dixo qu'esto ye llano.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zpxksHlHKNc/Tk1KRn4TQaI/AAAAAAAAKu4/wKWKNvqd3Rg/s1600/IMG_6492.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zpxksHlHKNc/Tk1KRn4TQaI/AAAAAAAAKu4/wKWKNvqd3Rg/s400/IMG_6492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642247574788456866" border="0" /></a>Fasta algamar los Collainos nun hai tregua, paramos nestes ruines y entovía...
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tpdHqpy5LOE/Tk1KLb04sxI/AAAAAAAAKuw/OXXmnGQ6MKE/s1600/IMG_6514.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tpdHqpy5LOE/Tk1KLb04sxI/AAAAAAAAKuw/OXXmnGQ6MKE/s400/IMG_6514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642247468473692946" border="0" /></a>Entovía nos queá un repechín, condergáu repechón, algamamos los Castillines, unes semeyes... unes cabres truñendose, guapa estampa, semeya va.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5qXEWqkdJv8/Tk1KHKpxEMI/AAAAAAAAKuo/BtQgqAwwnNU/s1600/IMG_6516.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5qXEWqkdJv8/Tk1KHKpxEMI/AAAAAAAAKuo/BtQgqAwwnNU/s400/IMG_6516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642247395144175810" border="0" /></a>Son con diferencia los animales más civilizaos qu'atopamos güei, turistes insipidos dalgunos, babosos y maleducaos la mayoría.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yjKNasg10Mo/Tk1KCQcOV2I/AAAAAAAAKug/Ft6XZNS6dgQ/s1600/IMG_6524.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yjKNasg10Mo/Tk1KCQcOV2I/AAAAAAAAKug/Ft6XZNS6dgQ/s400/IMG_6524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642247310798640994" border="0" /></a>Perdona-ynos por dexar que rasqueis la paré colos cuernos, si volvemos a crucíanos ya nos tiramos pel derribadoriu.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kv_SB1zBC_8/Tk1J9BzmEMI/AAAAAAAAKuY/gt3OSYB34xM/s1600/IMG_6527-1.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kv_SB1zBC_8/Tk1J9BzmEMI/AAAAAAAAKuY/gt3OSYB34xM/s400/IMG_6527-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642247220970787010" border="0" /></a>Agora toca baxar, presta más, crucíamos pa tierres lleoneses... anque la divisoria d'agues diga otra cosa.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LXUymZZDCXk/Tk1J3g3kewI/AAAAAAAAKuQ/ivAeXc43Xq8/s1600/IMG_6532.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LXUymZZDCXk/Tk1J3g3kewI/AAAAAAAAKuQ/ivAeXc43Xq8/s400/IMG_6532.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642247126229744386" border="0" /></a>Magar cruciar el ríu Cares pa un llau y pal otru, eso si dando-y buen usu a los puentes alli puestos, el afamáu puente Bolín y el no menos puente de los Rebezos, damos en Cain (450).
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rPRT5qqniuA/Tk1JutcZmlI/AAAAAAAAKuI/dUyPSfxya-E/s1600/IMG_6540.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rPRT5qqniuA/Tk1JutcZmlI/AAAAAAAAKuI/dUyPSfxya-E/s400/IMG_6540.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642246974986623570" border="0" /></a>Nun se que hora ye, pero ¡ay! el ruidu que faen les tripes ye'l meyor reló... xintamos el menu del día nun de los milenta chigres, preciu non mui caru, la cantidá poca y el microondas a mediu gas, resumiendo; poco, caro y frío.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jKbJWuVbQE4/Tk1Jk0V_JwI/AAAAAAAAKuA/TRrEm3r2NV4/s1600/IMG_6548-1.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jKbJWuVbQE4/Tk1Jk0V_JwI/AAAAAAAAKuA/TRrEm3r2NV4/s400/IMG_6548-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642246805040080642" border="0" /></a>Col banduyu a mediu hinchar tornamos pela mesma senda, topandonos casi cola mesma xente, agora toca subir, dende esta fastera ye más tendio, más llevadero, menos mal que nun calez el sol.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LBXvEuI_u0M/Tk1Jf0PIegI/AAAAAAAAKt4/C-3Cbn1vmeY/s1600/IMG_6552.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LBXvEuI_u0M/Tk1Jf0PIegI/AAAAAAAAKt4/C-3Cbn1vmeY/s400/IMG_6552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642246719111985666" border="0" /></a>Finamos visitando el puente la H.aya, metémonos debaxo, demasio mugor pa dormila aquina.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U71huOP4w1c/Tk1JaW6f9hI/AAAAAAAAKtw/roo_HSp0EFA/s1600/IMG_6556-1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U71huOP4w1c/Tk1JaW6f9hI/AAAAAAAAKtw/roo_HSp0EFA/s400/IMG_6556-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642246625341470226" border="0" /></a>N'Arenes paramos a tomar un café, pa coyer meyor la carretera pa casina.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nuCUTugsoT8/Tk1JUV6Pj1I/AAAAAAAAKto/zwpYVGAppbs/s1600/IMG_6564.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nuCUTugsoT8/Tk1JUV6Pj1I/AAAAAAAAKto/zwpYVGAppbs/s400/IMG_6564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642246521992744786" border="0" /></a>Ficimos 25 km. y subimos unos 560 m. de desnivel en aproximadamente 6 hores, anque el gps alloqueciera y marcara casi 40 km. reblincando no solo pel Cares, de xuru que tamién s'empericoto n'algún cumal, y eso que paeciome nun perdelu de vista en tola xornada.
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<br />cundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12845605336912253802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612858683492234954.post-28599098915409696692010-09-26T15:11:00.000+02:002011-08-18T18:06:03.535+02:0026-09-2010 Torres<div style="text-align: center;">SAN ISIDRO-VAL.LINES DEL TORRES-TORRES-COLLAU FUEYOS-MAYEU ACEBAL-CASTIEL.LU-PIORNOSA-NAVAL.LOZ-CUEVAS
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FDU8KNGysI0/TkvAkyhbH9I/AAAAAAAAKrI/IJiXh_J05c8/s1600/IMG_6466.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FDU8KNGysI0/TkvAkyhbH9I/AAAAAAAAKrI/IJiXh_J05c8/s400/IMG_6466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641814696481464274" border="0" /></a>Güei colamos pa tierres ayeranes, bueno de Lleón tamién, ...y tamién de Casu, vamos cola intención de empericotanos nun clásicu, el Picu Torres.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v3UB15jgoMM/TkvAeDyjejI/AAAAAAAAKrA/cOc0AOhpsrs/s1600/IMG_6471.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v3UB15jgoMM/TkvAeDyjejI/AAAAAAAAKrA/cOc0AOhpsrs/s400/IMG_6471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641814580857633330" border="0" /></a>Quedo colos collacios en Morea, un café y a caleyar, enantes dexo'l coche en Cuevas, el restu subimos fasta la des-urbanización de San Isidro (1500) ya'n terren lleones.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sdpokta91dY/TkvAYS4lYmI/AAAAAAAAKq4/qW72Dsinac4/s1600/IMG_6476.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sdpokta91dY/TkvAYS4lYmI/AAAAAAAAKq4/qW72Dsinac4/s400/IMG_6476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641814481830240866" border="0" /></a>El día tá murniu y fríu, los pocos y pequenos rellumos del sol nun presaxien na bono. Comencipíamos a caleyar, son les diez y media.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fS8NzcUvJAU/TkvATd6BNfI/AAAAAAAAKqw/BLGhZJH97Fg/s1600/IMG_6481.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fS8NzcUvJAU/TkvATd6BNfI/AAAAAAAAKqw/BLGhZJH97Fg/s400/IMG_6481.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641814398889702898" border="0" /></a>A la vera l'arroyu les Piedres vamos ganando altor, el fríu nun escaez y la borrina no alto paez tar esperando pa saludanos. Algamamos los Collaos de la Raya, un murallón calizu ta engarriandose cola borrina a ver quien nos fai tornar.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n3AoaxRgeuk/TkvAPOhMstI/AAAAAAAAKqo/q2hhtbDvFgE/s1600/IMG_6487.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n3AoaxRgeuk/TkvAPOhMstI/AAAAAAAAKqo/q2hhtbDvFgE/s400/IMG_6487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641814326039589586" border="0" /></a>Arrepegamos per una canaluca y... al siguiente escalón, agora si que vamos a tientes, un poco d'intuición y un munchu de gps p'algamar la col.lá Valmartin (1785) a pesar del fríu tamos un ratu, cuando tamos toos decidimos dexar el Valmartin pa meyor ocasión...
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EMuXaUM0BB0/TkvAJ6kWm1I/AAAAAAAAKqg/si4ULSMIPNQ/s1600/IMG_6493.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EMuXaUM0BB0/TkvAJ6kWm1I/AAAAAAAAKqg/si4ULSMIPNQ/s400/IMG_6493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641814234784766802" border="0" /></a>Y siguir pela crestería de les Val.lines del Torres curiando nun despitase muncho. Ensin apenes güeyar ná arrivamos a la Ventanona (1913), apaecen los primeros rellumos de llorienzu, unes semeyes, poques, solo fasta fartase.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4s1hk-puACA/TkvAA2DK3qI/AAAAAAAAKqY/SGLjMKEENhg/s1600/IMG_6523.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4s1hk-puACA/TkvAA2DK3qI/AAAAAAAAKqY/SGLjMKEENhg/s400/IMG_6523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641814078953021090" border="0" /></a>Abandonáu'l finxu del día, fantasmágoriques apaiciones ente la borrina faennos camudar d'idega. Entamamos a arrepegar, la borrina entama a rodíanos, d'esta manera apaecemos abrazaos al buzón, salimos toos na semeya, la plaquina reza, Picu Torres 2104 m.
<br />Son les 14.00
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F4Xlv-PVRdc/Tku_6bCw_VI/AAAAAAAAKqQ/uoLZE3RcGaI/s1600/IMG_6527.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F4Xlv-PVRdc/Tku_6bCw_VI/AAAAAAAAKqQ/uoLZE3RcGaI/s400/IMG_6527.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641813968624352594" border="0" /></a>¡Y agora por onde baxamos si nun nos vemos nin los pies!
<br />Damos col senderu, pindiu y esnidiosu, nun va ser lo peor.
<br />Xiramos a la drecha, les arandaneres si qu'esnidien, tardamos una eternidá n'algamar el col.lau Fueyos (1711).
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w3rh7LvtRNU/Tku_tZWZx1I/AAAAAAAAKqI/W_lr9loLJmQ/s1600/IMG_6533.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w3rh7LvtRNU/Tku_tZWZx1I/AAAAAAAAKqI/W_lr9loLJmQ/s400/IMG_6533.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641813744831547218" border="0" /></a> Abrio'l día, selemente xintamos mentanto reflesionamos si siguimos, si tornamos, si colamos escontra la carretera... too ta lloñe y ná ye fácil.
<br />Col bandullu enllenu y la testa vacía intentamos cumplir cola fueya ruta, fasta Brañagallina (1560) va bien la cosa pero alexámonos ca vez más de la maldita civilización.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5BA1CqVhaPs/Tku_FJ6gzSI/AAAAAAAAKqA/jmhQo_ClJoA/s1600/IMG_6536.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5BA1CqVhaPs/Tku_FJ6gzSI/AAAAAAAAKqA/jmhQo_ClJoA/s400/IMG_6536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641813053493267746" border="0" /></a>Dexamos la riega de la Allegría a la drecha y baxamos fasta'l mayeu Acebal (1350), agora si que tamos lloñe de los coches, lo unico que s'oye, más entovía que los pensamientos, son les berries de los venaos que tan na dómina de celu.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LC3YZxw7_fo/Tku_BUWnkGI/AAAAAAAAKp4/Q6n1jBqmNro/s1600/IMG_6542.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LC3YZxw7_fo/Tku_BUWnkGI/AAAAAAAAKp4/Q6n1jBqmNro/s400/IMG_6542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641812987576029282" border="0" /></a>Damos col senderu, paez el buenu, enllenu de barro, pindiu y llargu, muy llargu. Nel mayeu Castiel.lu (1295) axúntense toles vaques, tal paecía nun vieran visto enxamás bichos tan raros como nos.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Og9INavONgM/Tku-7D5I-RI/AAAAAAAAKpw/-JUDAMX54-I/s1600/IMG_6546.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Og9INavONgM/Tku-7D5I-RI/AAAAAAAAKpw/-JUDAMX54-I/s400/IMG_6546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641812880078207250" border="0" /></a>Un descansín, un tentempie, darreu siguimos con cansín caleyar. La xente va coles fuerces, les fisiques les xustes, les mentales quearón escaecíes nel Torres.
<br />Queco da por perdíes les sos vaques, son casi les 18:00 y tenía que tar en Xixón a les 19:00, paez ser que nun va llegar a tiempu.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j-xAZ00u5uI/Tku-1Yk_t3I/AAAAAAAAKpo/61flhRNV9Sg/s1600/IMG_6558.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j-xAZ00u5uI/Tku-1Yk_t3I/AAAAAAAAKpo/61flhRNV9Sg/s400/IMG_6558.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641812782551644018" border="0" /></a>Fa-yse de rogar el camín que baxa de la Roble... por fin algamamos el collau la Piornosa (1381) saltamos la portiella, tal paez que ganasemos les olimpíaes, ya tamos en tierres ayeranes.
<br />Ensin pan y ensin sidra dannos una bona ración de cotoyes braves, Jordi nun yos fala con munchu cariñu, ye lo que tien metese en pantalones curtios.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N8PlNDe--7k/Tku-vYw32FI/AAAAAAAAKpg/vogYr_EQYNU/s1600/IMG_6571.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N8PlNDe--7k/Tku-vYw32FI/AAAAAAAAKpg/vogYr_EQYNU/s400/IMG_6571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641812679522244690" border="0" /></a>Baxamos, ye munchu dicir, hai bonos repechos, pela afamá ruta de les Brañes Ayeranes. Ná collá Naval.loz (1083) intentamos apurar a la xente, va ratu, dende la xintadera, qu'intuyimos que va chasenos la nueche enriba.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HgyhDnZOPSc/Tku-oXayMYI/AAAAAAAAKpY/wjZZf_25feM/s1600/IMG_6573.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HgyhDnZOPSc/Tku-oXayMYI/AAAAAAAAKpY/wjZZf_25feM/s400/IMG_6573.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641812558902079874" border="0" /></a>Xusto enantes de metenos na biesca arrexuntámonos toos, dexo les llaves del coche pa que los conductores s'adelanten y suban al puertu a polos otros coches.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_gd7_kGD2HM/Tku-iqmdjfI/AAAAAAAAKpQ/uhXpfVqrobs/s1600/IMG_6574.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_gd7_kGD2HM/Tku-iqmdjfI/AAAAAAAAKpQ/uhXpfVqrobs/s400/IMG_6574.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641812460972117490" border="0" /></a>Despacín pente la biesca, la lluz ya escaez, algamamos la col.lá Cel.leros (999), ye nueche cerrá y nun hai lluna, ¿llunáticos quiciás?.
<br />Col unicu frontal pa toos arreglamonos pa baxar pel empedráu camín ensin posar la culera, oyense menos rises... fasta güeyar les lluces de Cuevas.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ajSAPPw8lck/Tku-dUMcowI/AAAAAAAAKpI/bkC9837tlo4/s1600/IMG_6578.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ajSAPPw8lck/Tku-dUMcowI/AAAAAAAAKpI/bkC9837tlo4/s400/IMG_6578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641812369058079490" border="0" /></a>Torna a eternizase'l pasu... y a oyese les rises, queremos atayar y eso a escures ye más díficil que con lluz, finamos na carretera a escasos 500 metros del mesón del sheriff.
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9r3CdahqI_I/Tku-YKFoxwI/AAAAAAAAKpA/Y2XOWl1fwZ0/s1600/IMG_6584.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9r3CdahqI_I/Tku-YKFoxwI/AAAAAAAAKpA/Y2XOWl1fwZ0/s400/IMG_6584.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641812280445814530" border="0" /></a>Llegamos a la vez que los coches, son les 21:00, llevamos 10 hores y media, 20 km. 950 metros de desnivel p'arriba y 1700 p'abaxo.
<br />Un día completu que cuando escaezca de sos memories igual tornen conmigo como guía.
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<br />cundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12845605336912253802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612858683492234954.post-82053524449445540432010-09-24T09:55:00.001+02:002011-07-23T12:43:19.433+02:0024-09-2010 Collau Cabreros<div style="text-align: center;">LA PESANCA-FOZ DE MUÑACOS-COLLAU CABREROS-LA PESANCA<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Owh5WxdVwPc/Tip_ry8AtiI/AAAAAAAAKnY/T3_KkyBgBfI/s1600/IMG_6364.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Owh5WxdVwPc/Tip_ry8AtiI/AAAAAAAAKnY/T3_KkyBgBfI/s400/IMG_6364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632454674364806690" border="0" /></a>Mentanto almorzamos en Villaviciosa, y ya decidíos a camudar de planes mercamos el pan y colamos pa Infiestu, el día de verdaderu iviernu aconseya dexar los Picos pa meyor ocasión.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QoTOIfGi_vU/Tip_ky6EoAI/AAAAAAAAKnQ/3kcQ5n6spHU/s1600/IMG_6378.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QoTOIfGi_vU/Tip_ky6EoAI/AAAAAAAAKnQ/3kcQ5n6spHU/s400/IMG_6378.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632454554097590274" border="0" /></a>Dexamos los coches ná área recreativa de la Pesanca (410), magar restolar na mochila, hasta'l paragües tenía mieu salir, bien garrau polos... pol mangu comencipíamos a caleyar, son les 10 de la murnia mañana.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_DATFHrvJo/Tip_gCCYQ9I/AAAAAAAAKnI/ujeYRYVBaSo/s1600/IMG_6384.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_DATFHrvJo/Tip_gCCYQ9I/AAAAAAAAKnI/ujeYRYVBaSo/s400/IMG_6384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632454472259617746" border="0" /></a>A la vera'l ríu Infiernu l'afayaiza pista va ganando altor selemente, hai bones cabanes remozaes n'auténticos xalés con piscina y too.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sxtwTkV8ktI/Tip_bK9UZrI/AAAAAAAAKnA/XS-U3_d3qaU/s1600/IMG_6387.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sxtwTkV8ktI/Tip_bK9UZrI/AAAAAAAAKnA/XS-U3_d3qaU/s400/IMG_6387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632454388754966194" border="0" /></a>Ensin dexar de portiar los paragües pasamos pela foz de Muñacos (950) apenes ye mediudía y ensín parar a pensalo siguimos pala manzorga.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qGE3Z1yPcww/Tip_WzXGomI/AAAAAAAAKm4/3_ti9yU0V0k/s1600/IMG_6421.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qGE3Z1yPcww/Tip_WzXGomI/AAAAAAAAKm4/3_ti9yU0V0k/s400/IMG_6421.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632454313701188194" border="0" /></a>El senderu agora ponse pindiu asgaya y barro hai pa fartar, echa una mano la borrina tapeciéndolo too.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-joyqGCyzZEg/Tip_SQR41GI/AAAAAAAAKmw/XXlyqE8uT1s/s1600/IMG_6424.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-joyqGCyzZEg/Tip_SQR41GI/AAAAAAAAKmw/XXlyqE8uT1s/s400/IMG_6424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632454235564594274" border="0" /></a>Moyaos, embarraos y a tientes algamamos el colláu Cabreros (1458).<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vNhJtllZEis/Tip_M9v01CI/AAAAAAAAKmo/xHMomZOnlOE/s1600/IMG_6425.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vNhJtllZEis/Tip_M9v01CI/AAAAAAAAKmo/xHMomZOnlOE/s400/IMG_6425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632454144690541602" border="0" /></a>Tamos a la vera Peña Crespa, que apaecía y desapaecía por arte de barrabiellu, tardamos en pescanciar qu'el magu yera la borrina que ya taba faciendo pesá la chancia.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wRNeDY9UOnw/Tip_HmQ5zfI/AAAAAAAAKmg/0QPz5GUkHTg/s1600/IMG_6436.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wRNeDY9UOnw/Tip_HmQ5zfI/AAAAAAAAKmg/0QPz5GUkHTg/s400/IMG_6436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632454052487482866" border="0" /></a>Acomodaos lo meyor posible pusimonos a xintar, hasta que torno a cayer agua, nun podía dexanos nin cincu minutos.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cLZN3a8u0Pc/Tip_EXuMGtI/AAAAAAAAKmY/rq9QTqNactM/s1600/IMG_6440.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cLZN3a8u0Pc/Tip_EXuMGtI/AAAAAAAAKmY/rq9QTqNactM/s400/IMG_6440.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632453997044177618" border="0" /></a>Recoyío too baxamos pel mesmu senderu pel que xubiéramos.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oOkSmEivwUo/Tip_AZR1AOI/AAAAAAAAKmQ/_LHneWREaSE/s1600/IMG_6444.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oOkSmEivwUo/Tip_AZR1AOI/AAAAAAAAKmQ/_LHneWREaSE/s400/IMG_6444.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632453928742617314" border="0" /></a>De nuevu na Pesanca quitamos el barro de les chiruques nes agues del mesmu infiernu, el ríu qu'asina se noma.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cAfEkvodoVc/Tip-86T6jGI/AAAAAAAAKmI/cxBviG-0JMI/s1600/IMG_6447.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cAfEkvodoVc/Tip-86T6jGI/AAAAAAAAKmI/cxBviG-0JMI/s400/IMG_6447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632453868890262626" border="0" /></a>Camudaos y llímpios, ye un dicir, baxamos a Espinareu a tomar dalgo qu'amure... y pa casa.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CdBMBj_8VLM/Tip-4D53j8I/AAAAAAAAKmA/lJIzAUsV5yk/s1600/IMG_6459.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CdBMBj_8VLM/Tip-4D53j8I/AAAAAAAAKmA/lJIzAUsV5yk/s400/IMG_6459.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632453785566023618" border="0" /></a>Asina y too fuerón 6 hores pa caleyar 22 km. y 1100 m. de desnivel.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdWd63erKCc/Tip-zzjl6WI/AAAAAAAAKl4/_PIOGBa2vf8/s1600/IMG_6464.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdWd63erKCc/Tip-zzjl6WI/AAAAAAAAKl4/_PIOGBa2vf8/s400/IMG_6464.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632453712458148194" border="0" /></a>cundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12845605336912253802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612858683492234954.post-92078088746885023522010-09-16T13:13:00.000+02:002011-07-17T19:22:50.721+02:0016-09-2010 Torre Llastries<div style="text-align: center;">PUERTU PANDETRAVE-CANAL DE PEDAVEJO-COLLAU JERMOSU-TORRE LLASTRIES-VEGA LIORDES-PUERTU PANDETRAVE<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fu0SY0FXKnU/TiLFvfJK4eI/AAAAAAAAKjs/k9_3yrFZPx8/s1600/IMG_6246.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fu0SY0FXKnU/TiLFvfJK4eI/AAAAAAAAKjs/k9_3yrFZPx8/s400/IMG_6246.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630279903771025890" border="0" /></a>Martes 15 dormitando nel sofá, una llamada y corriendo pal alimerka, magar mercar chocolate, quesu, chorizu... y que nun escaezca'l yogur llíquidu, facer la mochila.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--_9B1tSsI9I/TiLFrDGiJbI/AAAAAAAAKjk/viMSfnALLX8/s1600/IMG_6255.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--_9B1tSsI9I/TiLFrDGiJbI/AAAAAAAAKjk/viMSfnALLX8/s400/IMG_6255.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630279827524298162" border="0" /></a>Miércoles 16; na Corredoria a les 9 de la mañana, con Luis, Felix y Chus, vamos camín de Valdeón, en Santa Marina paramos, el chigre zarráu, siguimos hasta'l Puertu Pandetrave (1566).<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fbrRgN4gKOU/TiLFmZAl0XI/AAAAAAAAKjc/VG69y9pSJnY/s1600/IMG_6266.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fbrRgN4gKOU/TiLFmZAl0XI/AAAAAAAAKjc/VG69y9pSJnY/s400/IMG_6266.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630279747505607026" border="0" /></a>En dexando'l coche y cargar con tolos trastos al llombu colamos pista p'arriba, el sol relluma poco y por fortuna tampoco calez, son les 12 y 2o.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C8pcIO22up8/TiLFiAc9dwI/AAAAAAAAKjU/_miC3hYI4dM/s1600/IMG_6267.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C8pcIO22up8/TiLFiAc9dwI/AAAAAAAAKjU/_miC3hYI4dM/s400/IMG_6267.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630279672194234114" border="0" /></a>Pasamos per Valcaváu (1789), siguimos hasta'l Caben Remoña, a la vera la fuente Pedavejo ponémonos a xintar baxo la solombra dunes piedrones.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I1Grz-fZh6M/TiLFc54J32I/AAAAAAAAKjM/XHoRa6j-4Bk/s1600/IMG_6268.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I1Grz-fZh6M/TiLFc54J32I/AAAAAAAAKjM/XHoRa6j-4Bk/s400/IMG_6268.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630279584529899362" border="0" /></a>Coles fuerces repuestes encaramos la canal de Pedavejo, pindía y condená canal, déxanos a 2030 metros percima la mar y unos cientos perbaxo les torres de Pedavejo y Salinas, ente cientos delles más.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QgR3sygp_ws/TiLFYPcNnEI/AAAAAAAAKjE/ZO5Uvk81_zg/s1600/IMG_6273.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QgR3sygp_ws/TiLFYPcNnEI/AAAAAAAAKjE/ZO5Uvk81_zg/s400/IMG_6273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630279504418937922" border="0" /></a>Falamos cunos alemanes, entovía nun se a ciencia cierta en que llingua, diben más reventaos que nosotros, baxamos a la Vega Liordes (1868) y descansamos un ratiquín a la vera un casetón.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7ObXuVuaPrE/TiLFT8zjwuI/AAAAAAAAKi8/jHfw-vR6Bnw/s1600/IMG_6281.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7ObXuVuaPrE/TiLFT8zjwuI/AAAAAAAAKi8/jHfw-vR6Bnw/s400/IMG_6281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630279430697108194" border="0" /></a>Tamos arrodiaos de picos y de robecos, magar despidinos de los alemanes, dibén pa Fuente De, siguimos darreu col nuesu finxu ente ceya y ceya.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ETPRELpF468/TiLFOkskfzI/AAAAAAAAKi0/FN67p5GMXPI/s1600/IMG_6287.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ETPRELpF468/TiLFOkskfzI/AAAAAAAAKi0/FN67p5GMXPI/s400/IMG_6287.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630279338325999410" border="0" /></a>Pel Sedu la Padierna alantre, ganando celeramente altor, perbaxo el Llagu Baxeru, lonxe la Torre Santa. Pasamos ya les Colladines, ya tenemos a güeyu que non a güevu, l'abelugu.<br />Inda tardamos una eternidá, hai que dir disparando milenta y picu semeyes pa cada banda.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DLOA7uPdXuo/TiLFKW_fQFI/AAAAAAAAKis/goacRHZxeLE/s1600/IMG_6295.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DLOA7uPdXuo/TiLFKW_fQFI/AAAAAAAAKis/goacRHZxeLE/s400/IMG_6295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630279265927774290" border="0" /></a>Caleyamos entemecios colos robecos, casi que nos miren mal, a les 17:40 arrivamos al refuxu de Colláu Jermosu (2060), ta n'obres pero la cerveza tienenla bien fría, ah la civilización depáranos coses perbones...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d226jUxtLx8/TiLFEW9NmxI/AAAAAAAAKik/aehxU1ryVwY/s1600/IMG_6299.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d226jUxtLx8/TiLFEW9NmxI/AAAAAAAAKik/aehxU1ryVwY/s400/IMG_6299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630279162839014162" border="0" /></a>Dannos hora pa la cena, les 20:30, colamos a güeyar la puesta de sol, nun quier asomar el muy... asina que coles ganes queámos.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w_46ebL0MQw/TiLE_dNMR4I/AAAAAAAAKic/T1Pix2pd9i0/s1600/IMG_6301.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w_46ebL0MQw/TiLE_dNMR4I/AAAAAAAAKic/T1Pix2pd9i0/s400/IMG_6301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630279078617302914" border="0" /></a>Tornamos al abelugu ya cola mesa puesta, nosotros cuatro, otros tres montañeros, dos guardianes y dos obreros, en total 11 individuos pasamos la nueche equi arribona, los invitáos nuna h.aima xigante.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gA7ACLuBn9U/TiLE6ltbCwI/AAAAAAAAKiU/O_SYOW9J7ZA/s1600/IMG_6307.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gA7ACLuBn9U/TiLE6ltbCwI/AAAAAAAAKiU/O_SYOW9J7ZA/s400/IMG_6307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630278995000625922" border="0" /></a>Dormimos a cachos, desta vegada nun ye culpa de los ronquíos, ye l'aire que sopla con ganes y l'agua que paez que va quedase secu el cielu.<br />Llevantámonos a les 7:15 p'almonzar darreu, el día gris y la ñube tapeciendolo too.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg9UWPW2pq4/TiLE1bmBTjI/AAAAAAAAKiM/c6JS-vUgQ98/s1600/IMG_6322.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg9UWPW2pq4/TiLE1bmBTjI/AAAAAAAAKiM/c6JS-vUgQ98/s400/IMG_6322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630278906385878578" border="0" /></a>A les 8:00 casi a escures entamamos la marcha, tardamos poco en metenos na ñube y facer el primer conceyu, siguimos esguilando ensin saber ni per ni pa onde, nun tardamos en tornar en busca de les marques amarielles.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-exaUFN8aoMw/TiLEvyl9HBI/AAAAAAAAKiE/SM1p3x9IytU/s1600/IMG_6333.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-exaUFN8aoMw/TiLEvyl9HBI/AAAAAAAAKiE/SM1p3x9IytU/s400/IMG_6333.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630278809480403986" border="0" /></a>Empobinámonos nuevamente pa la cumbrera, empericotámonos nun farallón de la Torre les Llastries (2518), apenes son les 10, pala otra fastera aldivinase l'abismu, ye hora d'entrar en razón y tornar pa casa. L'orpín que nos rociaba danos agora con fuercia.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CvByqaeRgEk/TiLErUbenhI/AAAAAAAAKh8/nutP8L1acOU/s1600/IMG_6337.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CvByqaeRgEk/TiLErUbenhI/AAAAAAAAKh8/nutP8L1acOU/s400/IMG_6337.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630278732663922194" border="0" /></a>Tenemos que char un bocau, l'únicu sitiu a techu el refuxu, nel nos abelugamos, una cerveza, un trozu quesu picón... magar secanos un poco a desandar el camín d'ayeri.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MDcolJxDt_Y/TiLEjDYSgzI/AAAAAAAAKh0/qbsXikktVDE/s1600/IMG_6347.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MDcolJxDt_Y/TiLEjDYSgzI/AAAAAAAAKh0/qbsXikktVDE/s400/IMG_6347.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630278590648189746" border="0" /></a>Nun escaez el tiempu, abre un poco cuando algamamos la Vega de Liordes pero enseguía torna a zarrar, aventurámonos pela canal de Pedavejo, el intentu resulta da baldre asina que finamos nel mismu llau.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2geEp4av2P4/TiLEZxmR10I/AAAAAAAAKhs/RiGAqO0mlFE/s1600/IMG_6351.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2geEp4av2P4/TiLEZxmR10I/AAAAAAAAKhs/RiGAqO0mlFE/s400/IMG_6351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630278431256205122" border="0" /></a>Ya nel Caben Remoña toca desandar la pista, que se fai interminable, va ratu que ta tronando, a les 17:00 llegamos al coche, ya camudaos cuanto más abaxo peor tiempu fai.<br />Paramos en Posada a tomar daqué y carretera... tornando la envernada.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zMb19-yfEUg/TiLESVgnjOI/AAAAAAAAKhk/mx0sQvfGpig/s1600/IMG_6359.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zMb19-yfEUg/TiLESVgnjOI/AAAAAAAAKhk/mx0sQvfGpig/s400/IMG_6359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630278303457184994" border="0" /></a>El primer día caleyamos 12 km. nunes 5 hores, y el segundu vamos a poner 18 en 7 hores.<br />Asina transcurrierón estes dos xornaes nes que daben sol a rabiar... si pillamos al del tiempu llevennos presos.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rruSzD9py98/TiLEMmoW5oI/AAAAAAAAKhc/859B7yljrT8/s1600/IMG_6360.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rruSzD9py98/TiLEMmoW5oI/AAAAAAAAKhc/859B7yljrT8/s400/IMG_6360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630278204973835906" border="0" /></a>cundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12845605336912253802noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612858683492234954.post-82453394931620686892010-09-11T10:07:00.000+02:002011-07-16T21:24:20.168+02:0011-9-2010 Peña Salón<div style="text-align: center;">VENTA GÜERA-VIBULI-PASA'L TOYU-PEÑA SALON-CASIELLES-PUENTE GÜERA<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nnhZd9j5R3A/Th_2zZs3EpI/AAAAAAAAKfI/wA4QiuT1j4s/s1600/IMG_6134.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nnhZd9j5R3A/Th_2zZs3EpI/AAAAAAAAKfI/wA4QiuT1j4s/s400/IMG_6134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629489422169215634" border="0" /></a>Magar almorzar en Cangues d'Onis colamos pel escobiu de los Beyos alantre hasta dexar los coches na Venta Güera (333).<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5j1j2STs9LY/Th_2vF5SlqI/AAAAAAAAKfA/VZaxUruPjOs/s1600/IMG_6144.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5j1j2STs9LY/Th_2vF5SlqI/AAAAAAAAKfA/VZaxUruPjOs/s400/IMG_6144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629489348133164706" border="0" /></a>Chamos a andar pela carretera qu'atraviesa la foz de los Andamios, diseñá pa que se crucíen dos motos ensin sidecar, eso si, l'asfaltu tá a estrenar.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kTb3DAACDgY/Th_2qAulEWI/AAAAAAAAKe4/9UaX-_wstVc/s1600/IMG_6157.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kTb3DAACDgY/Th_2qAulEWI/AAAAAAAAKe4/9UaX-_wstVc/s400/IMG_6157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629489260846715234" border="0" /></a>Son les 9 y un rebañu comeyerbes empezuñaos (cabres) dannos la bienvenía, la temperatura que nin pintá, fuera de la foz paez que relluma'l sol.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSMEN5KkWfg/Th_2mNHqa0I/AAAAAAAAKew/SZDK2S8q-wQ/s1600/IMG_6159.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSMEN5KkWfg/Th_2mNHqa0I/AAAAAAAAKew/SZDK2S8q-wQ/s400/IMG_6159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629489195453672258" border="0" /></a>Damos cunos madrileños que nos retraten, ellos diben facer barranquismu, nosotros que por ciertu semos Ana B, Ana P, Josito, Pilar y Cundi siguimos carretera arriba agora pela foz del Cándanu y l'asfaltu ya vieyu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3q3ayCWagvU/Th_2hQf0hBI/AAAAAAAAKeo/Uks8Lj5iYDU/s1600/IMG_6167.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3q3ayCWagvU/Th_2hQf0hBI/AAAAAAAAKeo/Uks8Lj5iYDU/s400/IMG_6167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629489110460957714" border="0" /></a>Entramos en Vibuli (750), tras rellenar les cantimplores siguimos pel formigón hasta onde charón la postrera palá, el cementeriu. Comencipíamos a separtar felechos y árgomes y a dalguna ortiga que se pon melosa.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iyOOnkd0cOc/Th_2b1PUnvI/AAAAAAAAKeg/-lTiBYtCGFo/s1600/IMG_6170.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iyOOnkd0cOc/Th_2b1PUnvI/AAAAAAAAKeg/-lTiBYtCGFo/s400/IMG_6170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629489017244655346" border="0" /></a>Vamos camín del collau Baxeñu (1034), Peña Salón de frente, y unes families de rumanos allí pertrechaos, glayando nun sabemos el qué.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sSIad2v_G_0/Th_2XfAcEzI/AAAAAAAAKeY/Tx3Kl7gI6nw/s1600/IMG_6180.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sSIad2v_G_0/Th_2XfAcEzI/AAAAAAAAKeY/Tx3Kl7gI6nw/s400/IMG_6180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629488942557172530" border="0" /></a>Sentámonos un ratiquín na campera rucando ablanes al tiempu que güeyamos l'horizonte, el Tiatordos, el cordal del Zorru, Peña Ten, Viegu... el verde la biesca y el blancu la caliza.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-akNAHpo76yI/Th_2Ss5dGhI/AAAAAAAAKeQ/mVQ0IMRIh44/s1600/IMG_6191.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-akNAHpo76yI/Th_2Ss5dGhI/AAAAAAAAKeQ/mVQ0IMRIh44/s400/IMG_6191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629488860386630162" border="0" /></a>Escontra toles previsiones colamos pala manzorga de la peña, llegaos al collau tirámonos p'abaxo, nun tien munchu sentiu y siguenme a regañadientes, separtando ortigues y felechos, pindio p'abaxo primero y p'arriba de siguío, damos nuna covacha ensin salida.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZfCiAXKGPd4/Th_2O2plRgI/AAAAAAAAKeI/Hz1_TEwvYd0/s1600/IMG_6192.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZfCiAXKGPd4/Th_2O2plRgI/AAAAAAAAKeI/Hz1_TEwvYd0/s400/IMG_6192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629488794284934658" border="0" /></a>Esguilando apegaos a la paré damos con otra cueva, esta si que tien lluz al otru lláu, tamos na Pasá'l Toyu (1050) solo nos queá subir pela pindia fastera que nos dexa na cumbrera de Peña Salón (1245).<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gllw_TPBYYA/Th_2KvGBCMI/AAAAAAAAKeA/FCEAhtlj1DU/s1600/IMG_6196.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gllw_TPBYYA/Th_2KvGBCMI/AAAAAAAAKeA/FCEAhtlj1DU/s400/IMG_6196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629488723537234114" border="0" /></a>Volvemos a oyer los glayios de los rumanos agora unos cientos de metros debaxo de nos, tamos un ratín sentáos al sol, ye hora dir buscando un llugar afayaizu pa ponese a xintar.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HNA_XqTV_GE/Th_2F4OWT-I/AAAAAAAAKd4/uPVSTFUCttY/s1600/IMG_6202.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HNA_XqTV_GE/Th_2F4OWT-I/AAAAAAAAKd4/uPVSTFUCttY/s400/IMG_6202.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629488640088756194" border="0" /></a>Na Boya Campiella (1194) sentaos nunos postes de la lluz, mascamos seliquinamente, elles cara'l sol qu'hai qu'aprovechar cualesquier rayu.<br />Col banduyu satisfechu vamos reblincando pel camín del Llaciu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6bq4mDkadvo/Th_2BUsin-I/AAAAAAAAKdw/dts9YBl_-h4/s1600/IMG_6213.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6bq4mDkadvo/Th_2BUsin-I/AAAAAAAAKdw/dts9YBl_-h4/s400/IMG_6213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629488561832239074" border="0" /></a>Ye lo que tienen les cotoyes y el dir con pantalones curtíos, faennos coyer más velocidad, tan rabioses estes cotoyes a falta d'agua paez que quieren sangre.<br />Ente vuelta y revuelta del camín algamamos Casielles (820).<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-482zL0iODzE/Th_184JvLQI/AAAAAAAAKdo/dSMSIbwCkBE/s1600/IMG_6214.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-482zL0iODzE/Th_184JvLQI/AAAAAAAAKdo/dSMSIbwCkBE/s400/IMG_6214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629488485450591490" border="0" /></a>A dalguna pruyía-y entrar a rezar na capiya, en duldándolo un ratu y nun atopando al santu pa roga-y que fixera sumir les cotoyes, camudamos de plan y baxamos pol asfaltu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qc5Cro669NM/Th_12sriW2I/AAAAAAAAKdg/wrhsMesIiNQ/s1600/IMG_6219.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qc5Cro669NM/Th_12sriW2I/AAAAAAAAKdg/wrhsMesIiNQ/s400/IMG_6219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629488379291917154" border="0" /></a>Agora si que podemos contar toles curves dende lo cinmero'l pueblu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s2f8nYC9qNs/Th_1sTxuOgI/AAAAAAAAKdY/mTlV6iPhYmQ/s1600/IMG_6227.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s2f8nYC9qNs/Th_1sTxuOgI/AAAAAAAAKdY/mTlV6iPhYmQ/s400/IMG_6227.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629488200808282626" border="0" /></a>Dalguna ataye pa recobrar el contautu coles queríes cotoyes. Llegaos al puente la Sota (450) una güeya pal cielu, ¡dios de onde baxamos! cruciar el puente y desandar un poco la carretera desta mañana.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uc33PEUcrKc/Th_1oKOnvHI/AAAAAAAAKdQ/10hV4Aafrlw/s1600/IMG_6234.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uc33PEUcrKc/Th_1oKOnvHI/AAAAAAAAKdQ/10hV4Aafrlw/s400/IMG_6234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629488129525660786" border="0" /></a>Na Venta Güeria tomamos una cerveza que nos supo a gloria, fuerón más qu'el día tuvo calurosu o quicias l'esfuerzu de subir 900 m. en 6 hores y media p'andar 15 km.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gx69UbrZprc/Th_1dcS3xQI/AAAAAAAAKdI/hLSLnRjHcis/s1600/IMG_6238.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gx69UbrZprc/Th_1dcS3xQI/AAAAAAAAKdI/hLSLnRjHcis/s400/IMG_6238.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629487945396765954" border="0" /></a>cundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12845605336912253802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612858683492234954.post-30964988549032165252010-09-07T16:41:00.001+02:002011-07-13T18:30:55.495+02:0007-09-2010 Picu Fuentes<div style="text-align: center;">SANTIBANES DE MURIAS-RASON-MORTERAS-FUENTES-NAVADIEL.LU-SANTIBANES DE MURIAS<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bzbgp1s0rDk/Th206W8cD-I/AAAAAAAAKas/542SK-ZGfqw/s1600/IMG_5986.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bzbgp1s0rDk/Th206W8cD-I/AAAAAAAAKas/542SK-ZGfqw/s400/IMG_5986.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628854023967477730" border="0" /></a>¡L'Home del tiempu!<br />L'home del tiempu fizonos empobinar p'Ayer, vamos dexar los Picos pa meyores previsiones.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F6l-ctOArFs/Th202kYuG5I/AAAAAAAAKak/dR5f6Etyg7Q/s1600/IMG_5988.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F6l-ctOArFs/Th202kYuG5I/AAAAAAAAKak/dR5f6Etyg7Q/s400/IMG_5988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628853958856285074" border="0" /></a>Queamos en venos al golor de los churros, a Moreda vamos llegando Emilio, Riestra, Paco, Bernardo y un narrador, tras la merca del pan colamos valle del Ríu Nigru arriba.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qbZlRFButGY/Th20v_8xNGI/AAAAAAAAKac/UouVBIW8KJw/s1600/IMG_5989.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qbZlRFButGY/Th20v_8xNGI/AAAAAAAAKac/UouVBIW8KJw/s400/IMG_5989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628853845996156002" border="0" /></a>En pasando Santibanes de Murias abandonamos los coches, tamos a 735 m. d'altor y son les 9.40, el sol ya aprieta, ta demasio blancu, mal presáxiu sigún los entendios.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4_IRcI2VZ_k/Th20q54Dw2I/AAAAAAAAKaU/nfQTcqxopKA/s1600/IMG_6008.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4_IRcI2VZ_k/Th20q54Dw2I/AAAAAAAAKaU/nfQTcqxopKA/s400/IMG_6008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628853758466442082" border="0" /></a>Baxamos un ratiquín pela carretera, queda-y poco alquitrán, magar cruciar el puente Beyu (690) encabritase la pista, tal paez que vamos cayer p'atrás, les rampes si que son rampes.<br />Nes Porqueres (1138) paramos un ratiquín, secar el sudu y char un tragu d'agua.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6j9bVzLneuI/Th20ktSjvfI/AAAAAAAAKaM/TnSJ0eGyiAY/s1600/IMG_6012.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6j9bVzLneuI/Th20ktSjvfI/AAAAAAAAKaM/TnSJ0eGyiAY/s400/IMG_6012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628853652008713714" border="0" /></a>Baxen unos paisanos col ganao, aprovechamos pa descansar un poco dando-y a la llingua, hai llobos dicen, ye una pena qu'eses besties se fartuquen con estos chuletones, tamién dicen que güei nun va ñevar, nesto casi s'enquivoquen.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8z-w_TDeE7Y/Th20dlF2SzI/AAAAAAAAKaE/yNtKYQRWlxM/s1600/IMG_6013.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8z-w_TDeE7Y/Th20dlF2SzI/AAAAAAAAKaE/yNtKYQRWlxM/s400/IMG_6013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628853529548835634" border="0" /></a>Algamamos el Rasón (1255), como s'agradiez el llanu, anque sea falsu, l'airucu ca vez más fríu, en llegando a Balbona ya tan cayendo gotes. Aprovechamos la parada pa poner el chubasqueru y sacar el paragües que fai d'antena parabólica, de tornar l'agua nun quier saber ná.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DVAgbNrrqL8/Th20V1IQSQI/AAAAAAAAKZ8/t0ijBUwjVEo/s1600/IMG_6016.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DVAgbNrrqL8/Th20V1IQSQI/AAAAAAAAKZ8/t0ijBUwjVEo/s400/IMG_6016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628853396414941442" border="0" /></a>Tamos na Col.la del Tunelón (1604), aparte de los picos de la Liebre, Peñamea y otros agora damos vistes a les Ubiñes y al Herrocarril de Payares.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--rbxTE9joF8/Th20Qpm_XXI/AAAAAAAAKZ0/zzHR9P4F5vs/s1600/IMG_6023.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--rbxTE9joF8/Th20Qpm_XXI/AAAAAAAAKZ0/zzHR9P4F5vs/s400/IMG_6023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628853307423284594" border="0" /></a>Ya algamamos el cordal de Carroceu, entama l'aventura, tamos perriba una vieya mina, esta zona ta enllena de chamizos que xubilaben, non pre-xubilar eh, a los mineros con menos de 30 años, tales yeren les condiciones llaborales... siguinos cola nuesa aventura que ta más fresco l'aire.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CgmF1-P1b6Q/Th20MhogrHI/AAAAAAAAKZs/okHPaoAwD74/s1600/IMG_6025.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CgmF1-P1b6Q/Th20MhogrHI/AAAAAAAAKZs/okHPaoAwD74/s400/IMG_6025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628853236562701426" border="0" /></a>Nin furando como xabaces llegamos a la crestería, arrenunciamos, tornamos en busca d'otru senderu.<br />Llegamos a la Col.la Fuentes (1620), cerrar los paragües anque siga lloviendo, y a güevu p'arriba.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8uR6uIiP20/Th20IObaKqI/AAAAAAAAKZk/6Y1Jsdo6voo/s1600/IMG_6026.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8uR6uIiP20/Th20IObaKqI/AAAAAAAAKZk/6Y1Jsdo6voo/s400/IMG_6026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628853162687998626" border="0" /></a>Ya nun tá la brisa fría y cabrona, agora toca clavar bien los pies nel suelu y tamién el bastón pa nun baxar cucurrabaquiando.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SWKbNgRm_Pk/Th20CWfpF7I/AAAAAAAAKZc/4RMjvsot4WQ/s1600/IMG_6044.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SWKbNgRm_Pk/Th20CWfpF7I/AAAAAAAAKZc/4RMjvsot4WQ/s400/IMG_6044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628853061774022578" border="0" /></a>Nun cumal ensin identificar chamos más de media hora abelugaos ente les escobes, viendo la borrina pasar endemoniá pel siguiente collau, casi aterecios tornamos cola certeza d'haber fracasao.<br />Cuando nun se puede nun se puede, anque joda un montón.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3LqBMgV85tk/Th2z9iZiZMI/AAAAAAAAKZU/K2DTg2QKSfw/s1600/IMG_6060.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3LqBMgV85tk/Th2z9iZiZMI/AAAAAAAAKZU/K2DTg2QKSfw/s400/IMG_6060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628852979070297282" border="0" /></a>Baxamos crestíando, algamando un par de lomuques, cuando les cotoyes nos doblen en tamañu tornamos p'arriba hasta'l primer claru qu'atopamos, nun fai na de gracia, güei nun ye'l día, vamos de fracasu en fracasu.<br />Tiramonos a la Via Carisa, con esti vendaval nun pasa romanu ningún.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Po2xJwyeH-8/Th2z1A5ttdI/AAAAAAAAKZM/bye47RW1C_Q/s1600/IMG_6067.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Po2xJwyeH-8/Th2z1A5ttdI/AAAAAAAAKZM/bye47RW1C_Q/s400/IMG_6067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628852832639497682" border="0" /></a>De nuevu nel Tunelón, son les 15.00, rápido como una centella una decisión; dir pal coche, el cartelu indica 9 km.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RHvmDxx0Jqk/Th2xZWvB-rI/AAAAAAAAKZE/eYpwieE_PlY/s1600/IMG_6069.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RHvmDxx0Jqk/Th2xZWvB-rI/AAAAAAAAKZE/eYpwieE_PlY/s400/IMG_6069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628850158440676018" border="0" /></a>Enantes de llegar al Rasón paramos a xintar, nun nos dexa finar con too, ponse a llover cuna fuercía esaxerá.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s_Z4A7NVU-c/Th2vsU8BkCI/AAAAAAAAKY4/ZP_Qjw5357s/s1600/IMG_6073.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s_Z4A7NVU-c/Th2vsU8BkCI/AAAAAAAAKY4/ZP_Qjw5357s/s400/IMG_6073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628848285352562722" border="0" /></a>Na vega Valende (890) mentanto desenredamos a un perru y chamos unos bonos tragos d'agua, pasa mio tía p'arriba a ver el ganao, tras la grata sorpresa siguimos col descensu, tan pronto llovía como dexaba de llover, hasta dalguna vegada chirriaba'l sol.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RLJ7g7X_n6Q/Th2vjUsXA6I/AAAAAAAAKYw/801CHos_vII/s1600/IMG_6080.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RLJ7g7X_n6Q/Th2vjUsXA6I/AAAAAAAAKYw/801CHos_vII/s400/IMG_6080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628848130668037026" border="0" /></a>Dempués de caleyar 8 hores, 26 km. y 1600 m. p'arriba llegamos al coche. Paramos en Nembra, otra sorpresa, ¡nel chigre de Juanjo! un collacio de los d'enantes.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ur609Aaa4Gs/Th2vYvCrVYI/AAAAAAAAKYo/MEwpKvbQBCk/s1600/IMG_6081.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ur609Aaa4Gs/Th2vYvCrVYI/AAAAAAAAKYo/MEwpKvbQBCk/s400/IMG_6081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628847948762404226" border="0" /></a>Mediu día cola mosca tras la oreya, llegar a casa y conectar el gps, el picu Fuentes (1709), tuvimos a 1948, algo ta mal, la mole que apaecía y s'esnidiaba ente la borrina el Tresconceyos (2014).<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-olizQ9Zo1O0/Th2vTAtqghI/AAAAAAAAKYg/EVBOZ7qixmc/s1600/IMG_6098.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-olizQ9Zo1O0/Th2vTAtqghI/AAAAAAAAKYg/EVBOZ7qixmc/s400/IMG_6098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628847850426892818" border="0" /></a>Tuvimos güarecios del aire nel picu Morteras (1948) o los Menuos o los Cerricos, cada mapa trai un nome, y el Picu Fuentes pisamoslu al baxar, la llomba del mediu, unos buzones anque fueran cruces bastaben pa orientanos.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jq582uOTBI/Th2vL8QlMVI/AAAAAAAAKYU/sZKoziFkRHU/s1600/IMG_6100.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jq582uOTBI/Th2vL8QlMVI/AAAAAAAAKYU/sZKoziFkRHU/s400/IMG_6100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628847728972083538" border="0" /></a>Na internet un grupu falaba d'haber confundio el picu Fuentes colos Menuos y ye que menua pinta tienen los menuos.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jKADxAVvFfQ/Th2vBJ-tLeI/AAAAAAAAKYM/xP2lJfW0Qbs/s1600/IMG_6105.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jKADxAVvFfQ/Th2vBJ-tLeI/AAAAAAAAKYM/xP2lJfW0Qbs/s400/IMG_6105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628847543676644834" border="0" /></a>cundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12845605336912253802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612858683492234954.post-11485793838153818322010-08-25T18:46:00.001+02:002011-07-17T18:44:44.720+02:0025-08-2010 Gustalapiedra (picu murcia)<div style="text-align: center;">BARNIEDO DE LA REINA-ALTU HOYA MARTIN VAQUERO-GUSTALAPIEDRA-PEÑAS CABURDAS-BARNIEDO DE LA REINA<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-6yS3QVTm8/TeEpAEiP31I/AAAAAAAAKWU/8bzzQtonpQA/s1600/IMG_5811.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-6yS3QVTm8/TeEpAEiP31I/AAAAAAAAKWU/8bzzQtonpQA/s400/IMG_5811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611811691874475858" border="0" /></a>Dempués dunos pequenos despistes cola hora de salir, facémoslo a les 7:40, Yo y Angel vamos hasta Xixón a recoyer a Riestra y llegar a Rusecu onde fai ratu qu'esperen Bernardo y Juan Carlos.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-feNs5I_JThY/TeEo7hq1oDI/AAAAAAAAKWM/fllPhWEWF4o/s1600/IMG_5824.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-feNs5I_JThY/TeEo7hq1oDI/AAAAAAAAKWM/fllPhWEWF4o/s400/IMG_5824.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611811613795786802" border="0" /></a>Magar del café, el pan ya lo mercó Juan Carlos, emprendemos el llargu ascensu al puertu Tarna.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3-ipzOhcWp8/TeEo3Y2b4BI/AAAAAAAAKWE/7Nc4fs1XQIs/s1600/IMG_5835.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3-ipzOhcWp8/TeEo3Y2b4BI/AAAAAAAAKWE/7Nc4fs1XQIs/s400/IMG_5835.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611811542709035026" border="0" /></a>En pasando el pantanu de Riaño xiramos a la manzorga pa dar en Barniedo de la Reina.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T0W05BZu_YI/TeEoychajKI/AAAAAAAAKV8/zx8JV5z0D6E/s1600/IMG_5844.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T0W05BZu_YI/TeEoychajKI/AAAAAAAAKV8/zx8JV5z0D6E/s400/IMG_5844.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611811457795263650" border="0" /></a>En dexando los coches a la vera la fuente comencipíamos a caleyar, nin una ñube nel horizonte.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d9K-VEOASsg/TeEotl1cbvI/AAAAAAAAKV0/WZfGWh55IAc/s1600/IMG_5854.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d9K-VEOASsg/TeEotl1cbvI/AAAAAAAAKV0/WZfGWh55IAc/s400/IMG_5854.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611811374395846386" border="0" /></a>La pista ye yana y condergámente llarga, en 6 km. apenes subimos 200 metros, topamos con un caminante que baxa de retratiar el paisaxe.<br />Vamos remontando el ríu Valponguero.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-flRKA6lo91M/TeEoow3uBmI/AAAAAAAAKVs/YnaBVrrtuf0/s1600/IMG_5860.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-flRKA6lo91M/TeEoow3uBmI/AAAAAAAAKVs/YnaBVrrtuf0/s400/IMG_5860.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611811291458831970" border="0" /></a>Nun momentu encrúciase la pista, nosotros coyemos la de la drecha, agora ya pica p'arriba, vamos siguiendo l'arroyu Gustalapiedra.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-msgplkRSn_Y/TeEokj6llWI/AAAAAAAAKVk/tbQBW-U3ros/s1600/IMG_5867.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-msgplkRSn_Y/TeEokj6llWI/AAAAAAAAKVk/tbQBW-U3ros/s400/IMG_5867.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611811219261724002" border="0" /></a>Dunes vegaes pindio y d'otres entovía más, parando guapamenta a coyer aire, fai munchu calor, agostu y Castiella que va facer entós, de vez en cuando paeznos sentir una brisina, lixerinaaa...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BZ2eJLroGPE/TeEogJrKeDI/AAAAAAAAKVc/VkOcVt6dLT4/s1600/IMG_5874.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BZ2eJLroGPE/TeEogJrKeDI/AAAAAAAAKVc/VkOcVt6dLT4/s400/IMG_5874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611811143498233906" border="0" /></a>Algamamos el cordal a l'altor de L'Altu de Martin Vaquero (2142) pente arandaneres, les ablucantes güeyaes pa tolos frentes, los banzáos; de Riaño y Camporredondo.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JTKXCjaKZnE/TeEobX73cjI/AAAAAAAAKVU/DcOTsplZgj0/s1600/IMG_5878.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JTKXCjaKZnE/TeEobX73cjI/AAAAAAAAKVU/DcOTsplZgj0/s400/IMG_5878.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611811061427040818" border="0" /></a>Los cumales; montes de Casu, el Yordas... l'Espigüete al lláu, dende equina paez imposible baxar pela canal que recorrimos apenes fai un añu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L3-N1XXMrgo/TeEoWsXmwsI/AAAAAAAAKVM/YfKYwNomt8g/s1600/IMG_5892.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L3-N1XXMrgo/TeEoWsXmwsI/AAAAAAAAKVM/YfKYwNomt8g/s400/IMG_5892.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611810981012751042" border="0" /></a>Agora l'aire sopla bien fuerte, suxeto bien el sombreru que esti añu ya colarón dos volando.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rA0uZmScTVg/TeEoRRS-80I/AAAAAAAAKVE/aKNLfjYmXj4/s1600/IMG_5893.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rA0uZmScTVg/TeEoRRS-80I/AAAAAAAAKVE/aKNLfjYmXj4/s400/IMG_5893.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611810887846261570" border="0" /></a>Andamos pel cordal que llímita Lleón de Palencia, algamamos l'Altu la Cerezuela (2204) solo nos quéa subir a plomu hasta'l picu Murcia.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rnarCcZRquI/TeEoMaeEEqI/AAAAAAAAKU8/ntDwf73mchs/s1600/IMG_5894.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 164px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rnarCcZRquI/TeEoMaeEEqI/AAAAAAAAKU8/ntDwf73mchs/s400/IMG_5894.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611810804409307810" border="0" /></a>Raru mui raru nome, nel pueblu dixéronnos desconocer l'orixen, ellos siempre lu nomarón Gustalapiedra, asina que sin más, por coyones, empericotámonos nel perbién nomáu Picu Gustalapiedra (2349).<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vxMhDopMBco/TeEoH75YVrI/AAAAAAAAKU0/bN-dzmWSHNM/s1600/IMG_5905.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vxMhDopMBco/TeEoH75YVrI/AAAAAAAAKU0/bN-dzmWSHNM/s400/IMG_5905.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611810727482906290" border="0" /></a>Un buen ratu coles impresionantes vistes a los tres macizos de Picos, abelugaos del vientu, ensín falta poner la chaqueta, enantes de buscar el modu de baxar per otra fastera.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iposzpjpLP4/TeEoDZE41UI/AAAAAAAAKUs/vdzIRiGndaQ/s1600/IMG_5906.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iposzpjpLP4/TeEoDZE41UI/AAAAAAAAKUs/vdzIRiGndaQ/s400/IMG_5906.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611810649416455490" border="0" /></a>Facemoslo siguiendo'l cordal.<br />A media fastera sentámonos a xintar, danos llorienzu na testa, pero l'aire que corre fai que les mosques anden lexos.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CSUXfG0auhg/TeEn8qlefpI/AAAAAAAAKUk/-5hW_UVy1xE/s1600/IMG_5911.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CSUXfG0auhg/TeEn8qlefpI/AAAAAAAAKUk/-5hW_UVy1xE/s400/IMG_5911.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611810533857459858" border="0" /></a>Siguimos pela drecha, rodiando un picachu p'algamar la pista que siguiendo'l ríu Valponguero, nun descensu llargu y ensin ná de solombra, dexanos sudorosos y muertos de sed na encrucixá de pistes desta mañana.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JP_nBDnoq8k/TeEnzJIDaHI/AAAAAAAAKUc/8rLWDjljbxc/s1600/IMG_5918.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JP_nBDnoq8k/TeEnzJIDaHI/AAAAAAAAKUc/8rLWDjljbxc/s400/IMG_5918.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611810370256857202" border="0" /></a>Aprovechamos la muria duna cabana pa tar un buen ratu a la fresca.<br />Cruciamonos con un pastor que xube a ver el so ganáu, vamos cola llíngua como un estropaxu... y la inacabable pista que pa más coyones va casi enllano.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-37IWbCulkfk/TeEnuzaCJMI/AAAAAAAAKUU/gLdFfhP--wM/s1600/IMG_5919.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-37IWbCulkfk/TeEnuzaCJMI/AAAAAAAAKUU/gLdFfhP--wM/s400/IMG_5919.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611810295707215042" border="0" /></a>Arrivamos al pueblu y tras metenos a remueyu na fonte'l llugar, casi queá inservible, metémonos na solombra del chigre cola sana intención de dexalu ensin esistencies.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KOhpjvMdLN4/TeEnqIy2rHI/AAAAAAAAKUM/o9jiAwLsId0/s1600/IMG_5923.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KOhpjvMdLN4/TeEnqIy2rHI/AAAAAAAAKUM/o9jiAwLsId0/s400/IMG_5923.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611810215549119602" border="0" /></a>Al final recorrimos 25 km. 1300 m. de desnivel y emplegamos casi 8 hores... y media... e inda nos queden otres dos de coche.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KFEw1cbaeMo/TeEndxe2s4I/AAAAAAAAKUE/AAP3vB58M18/s1600/IMG_5925.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KFEw1cbaeMo/TeEndxe2s4I/AAAAAAAAKUE/AAP3vB58M18/s400/IMG_5925.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611810003132789634" border="0" /></a>cundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12845605336912253802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612858683492234954.post-24508752048195500502010-08-06T09:13:00.000+02:002011-05-26T17:32:24.748+02:0006-08-2010 Valdepinu<div style="text-align: center;">AMIEVA-COLLAU PARRIELLU-VALDEPINU-SAUBU-AMIEVA<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A9uDLI7ijZE/Tdten310YII/AAAAAAAAKSI/xld-E2WhrqQ/s1600/IMG_5426.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A9uDLI7ijZE/Tdten310YII/AAAAAAAAKSI/xld-E2WhrqQ/s400/IMG_5426.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610181799917674626" border="0" /></a>Vuelvo p'Amieva con Juan Carlos, esta vegada camudo a los meniskos por Bernardo y Riestra.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GJwx0chN3yw/TdtdSdij-oI/AAAAAAAAKR8/K3sxWUsBEvs/s1600/IMG_5451.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GJwx0chN3yw/TdtdSdij-oI/AAAAAAAAKR8/K3sxWUsBEvs/s400/IMG_5451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610180332568705666" border="0" /></a>Tras almorzar en Villaviciosa dexamos los coches a la entrá d'Amieva (585), el cielu despexáu, a estes hores y ya sobren un par de grados.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pQGV4B9oBPc/TdtdMYuX4DI/AAAAAAAAKR0/PL0ORR8K7qE/s1600/IMG_5463.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pQGV4B9oBPc/TdtdMYuX4DI/AAAAAAAAKR0/PL0ORR8K7qE/s400/IMG_5463.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610180228196851762" border="0" /></a>Poco más de les diez cuando entamamos a caleyar, una pista formigoná va dexanos nel Colláu Angón (815).<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HGvM-Xy0lvI/TdtdHizkO0I/AAAAAAAAKRs/ziyK6lvjBbA/s1600/IMG_5477.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 201px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HGvM-Xy0lvI/TdtdHizkO0I/AAAAAAAAKRs/ziyK6lvjBbA/s400/IMG_5477.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610180145003641666" border="0" /></a>Les dúdies que nos metio un paisanín, ta muy malo rapaces,<br />faennos dir pela Senda L'Arcedianu, la intención yera coyer la pista de la drecha, pero ya teníemos la medrana nel cuerpu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PP_W3KaiV7I/Tdtc8v6JIYI/AAAAAAAAKRk/4sRfoiGJ-qE/s1600/IMG_5484.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PP_W3KaiV7I/Tdtc8v6JIYI/AAAAAAAAKRk/4sRfoiGJ-qE/s400/IMG_5484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610179959542325634" border="0" /></a>Hai bones nueves nel mundu, tan empedrando la Senda, colo fácil que ye char una cuba de formigón, ¿verdá ruteros del alba?, y escaecese de la memoria.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l4uGl63Fir4/Tdtc3nYPUUI/AAAAAAAAKRc/c1Wcn4v-Bpk/s1600/IMG_5496.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l4uGl63Fir4/Tdtc3nYPUUI/AAAAAAAAKRc/c1Wcn4v-Bpk/s400/IMG_5496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610179871353295170" border="0" /></a>Les cumes vas apaeciendo poco a poco, el macizu ocidental a la manzorga, más alantre la presa de la Jocica, y el Cantu Cabroneru arribona vixilándolo too.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VQKBGyLk0gw/TdtcyefMzUI/AAAAAAAAKRU/6r_muobbcuU/s1600/IMG_5497.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VQKBGyLk0gw/TdtcyefMzUI/AAAAAAAAKRU/6r_muobbcuU/s400/IMG_5497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610179783067225410" border="0" /></a>Güeyar el Valdepinu y abandonar la Senda, que ya tá dando-y el sol, esguilamos a la drecha pente la solombra del monte Tribustiellu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CqaSYyTcg0w/TdtctffAXrI/AAAAAAAAKRM/KdaUZt_sxkQ/s1600/IMG_5499.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CqaSYyTcg0w/TdtctffAXrI/AAAAAAAAKRM/KdaUZt_sxkQ/s400/IMG_5499.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610179697435500210" border="0" /></a>Salimos al colláu Parriellu (1332), al sol que taba esperándonos y danos perbien na testa, xúntase el rascar de les árgomes nes patuques.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0BvTMKNzZFE/TdtcdCTUCqI/AAAAAAAAKRE/Wiujz0m7PD0/s1600/IMG_5501.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0BvTMKNzZFE/TdtcdCTUCqI/AAAAAAAAKRE/Wiujz0m7PD0/s400/IMG_5501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610179414723922594" border="0" /></a>Les vistes ampliense pa tolos frentes, Amieva, Picos, Ponga, el Cantábricu lo más cercano.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uUD1zJ1L1CE/TdtcXsv5LHI/AAAAAAAAKQ8/Arht-ov9QCI/s1600/IMG_5505.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uUD1zJ1L1CE/TdtcXsv5LHI/AAAAAAAAKQ8/Arht-ov9QCI/s400/IMG_5505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610179323038870642" border="0" /></a>Llegamos a Gustalmiendi (1400), siguimos darreu hasta'l Llanu los Acebos (1500) y d'aqui al colláu la Jastia (1700).<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-enGEnMvjRk4/TdtcSW6AW1I/AAAAAAAAKQ0/2sKRA5Ekabw/s1600/IMG_5508.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-enGEnMvjRk4/TdtcSW6AW1I/AAAAAAAAKQ0/2sKRA5Ekabw/s400/IMG_5508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610179231276358482" border="0" /></a>Encarámaos nel picu Valdepinu (1745), son les 14:00, el cielu azul, unes semeyes mentanto se reponen llíquidos...y sólidos.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UdUYCwNw4R0/TdtcDWANKQI/AAAAAAAAKQs/fBNpD1425Vs/s1600/IMG_5514.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UdUYCwNw4R0/TdtcDWANKQI/AAAAAAAAKQs/fBNpD1425Vs/s400/IMG_5514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610178973335890178" border="0" /></a>Les vistes fáennos recordiar d'algunes aventures... la Foz de los Andamios, peña Salón, el Carria, el Tiatordos, el Sueve, el Cuera... y otres munches por venir.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rb-cUB0IsKY/TdtbzQfriZI/AAAAAAAAKQk/CJXwOdsInYg/s1600/IMG_5516.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rb-cUB0IsKY/TdtbzQfriZI/AAAAAAAAKQk/CJXwOdsInYg/s400/IMG_5516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610178696979384722" border="0" /></a>Baxamos casique pel mismu sitiu, en Gustalmiendi colamos pala drecha, a la vera la fuente sentámonos na campera, camuflaos ente les vaques, rumiando, nosotros el chorizu y el pan, elles faciendose bonos chuletones.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7_Tv1XaxhvM/TdtbcKjMjzI/AAAAAAAAKQc/8aIiijcVoQo/s1600/IMG_5518.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7_Tv1XaxhvM/TdtbcKjMjzI/AAAAAAAAKQc/8aIiijcVoQo/s400/IMG_5518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610178300246527794" border="0" /></a>Siguimos la mesma direición, baxamos coles cabanes de Saubu (1150) ente ceya y ceya. Paramos un ratu ablucaos col paisaxe.<br />Aquina garramos la Senda L'Arcedianu, y salvo dalgunos claros baxanos a la solombra'l monte.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AzANOnhqnuY/TdtbBMe9p6I/AAAAAAAAKQU/kAX2Qfa-h2g/s1600/IMG_5525.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AzANOnhqnuY/TdtbBMe9p6I/AAAAAAAAKQU/kAX2Qfa-h2g/s400/IMG_5525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610177836909176738" border="0" /></a>Llegamos al coche a les 17:40, hai priesa asina que camudase y colar pa casina, ya llevamos 20 km. y 1200 m. de desnivel en 7 hores y media.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oHzJiy-wo0o/Tdta4499XEI/AAAAAAAAKQM/9e3_142nnH0/s1600/IMG_5530.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oHzJiy-wo0o/Tdta4499XEI/AAAAAAAAKQM/9e3_142nnH0/s400/IMG_5530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610177694231518274" border="0" /></a>Por mor de la priesa llevennos hasta Uvieu, tien fácil arreglu, coyer el tren pa poder entrar en casa dignamente.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JEP5CZtG_-U/Tdtaz2BVlNI/AAAAAAAAKQE/nC4CauXtZBM/s1600/IMG_5536.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JEP5CZtG_-U/Tdtaz2BVlNI/AAAAAAAAKQE/nC4CauXtZBM/s400/IMG_5536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610177607541036242" border="0" /></a>cundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12845605336912253802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612858683492234954.post-12580617177959586092010-07-25T10:35:00.000+02:002011-05-22T20:24:06.779+02:0025-07-2010 Cantu Cabroneru<div style="text-align: center;">SOTO SAJAMBRE-PEÑA BEZA-CANTU CABRONERU-SOTO SAJAMBRE<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ox9E4fqC4T8/TdTYnDjhrGI/AAAAAAAAKMo/uT-r8uiEARA/s1600/IMG_5291.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ox9E4fqC4T8/TdTYnDjhrGI/AAAAAAAAKMo/uT-r8uiEARA/s400/IMG_5291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608345601463921762" border="0" /></a>Tras varios aplazamientos por mor de la metereoloxía güei tamos convencios, vamos a pol Cantu Cabroneru.<br />Toi con Juan Carlos almorzando en Cangues d'Onis cuando apaecen Josito, Jordi, Pilar, Ana V y Mª Jose.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vgQZgAeJzL0/TdTYiFMvJXI/AAAAAAAAKMg/86ZQl_afrK8/s1600/IMG_5295.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vgQZgAeJzL0/TdTYiFMvJXI/AAAAAAAAKMg/86ZQl_afrK8/s400/IMG_5295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608345516005860722" border="0" /></a>Arrimámonos a Soto Sajambre (936) dexamos los coches onde bonamente podemos, ya tamos dixebraos, perdios y ensin cobertura, dempués de restolar to'l pueblu alcontríamonos pa facer la semeya de salía.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LWdeV1hUoSk/TdTYc6wbBbI/AAAAAAAAKMY/H0KffUtbY5w/s1600/IMG_5303.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LWdeV1hUoSk/TdTYc6wbBbI/AAAAAAAAKMY/H0KffUtbY5w/s400/IMG_5303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608345427303400882" border="0" /></a>Son les 10:45 cuando empobinámonos Senda l'Arcedianu alantre, la solombra la biesca nun ye abondu pa torganos el sudu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rN7-JbcKk5w/TdTYXJk--SI/AAAAAAAAKMQ/1BkaCT4zWlk/s1600/IMG_5313.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rN7-JbcKk5w/TdTYXJk--SI/AAAAAAAAKMQ/1BkaCT4zWlk/s400/IMG_5313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608345328202742050" border="0" /></a>Pasamos per Valdelosciegos (1100) y ente vuelta y revuelta de la pista damos nos Collaos (1400), la calor queonos atrás, mentanto va llegando la xente vamos retratíando un mundu ensin fin de cumes y dalguna amenazante ñube que desentona col azul del cielu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RDFR12Uxvvk/TdTYSGUSHXI/AAAAAAAAKMI/fLSoOydNuCY/s1600/IMG_5323.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RDFR12Uxvvk/TdTYSGUSHXI/AAAAAAAAKMI/fLSoOydNuCY/s400/IMG_5323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608345241428041074" border="0" /></a>Siguimos el senderu que dexa la Conia a la manzorga y Peña Beza a la drecha, na fuente'l Porrón (1450) a los pies del Jurcuetu tamos una ratada, charrando y reponiendo agua, tres les semeyes de rigor siguimos campera riba hasta abrir la Portillera'l Tarabicu (1495).<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BEFu7feosQY/TdTYN-ZkYiI/AAAAAAAAKMA/f3t2hSBL0jc/s1600/IMG_5324.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BEFu7feosQY/TdTYN-ZkYiI/AAAAAAAAKMA/f3t2hSBL0jc/s400/IMG_5324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608345170583249442" border="0" /></a>Equi teníamos axustáu un sacristán pa indicanos la canal de la Misa, fallónos la ilesia asi que siguimos el muriu qu'un día dixébronos de los sarracenos, vamos dexando bien embaxo'l camín de L'Arcedianu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OhxolFPHUDY/TdTYJDyFXcI/AAAAAAAAKL4/txGs6K9pYX0/s1600/IMG_5325.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OhxolFPHUDY/TdTYJDyFXcI/AAAAAAAAKL4/txGs6K9pYX0/s400/IMG_5325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608345086128905666" border="0" /></a>Topamos un furaquín na peñona, chando les manes, y d'alguna vegada les uñes, a les piedres, salimos na Güesal (1650) pa ver alla arribona tres bultinos caliares pequeñines del too.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FYidIPmKwkI/TdTYEL6ZqTI/AAAAAAAAKLw/dmwb8q4zQ20/s1600/IMG_5329.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FYidIPmKwkI/TdTYEL6ZqTI/AAAAAAAAKLw/dmwb8q4zQ20/s400/IMG_5329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608345002411927858" border="0" /></a>Una entrugina de ná, ¿onde vamos? ¡a Peña Beza! p'allá nos empobinamos, campera arriba casi en llínea recta, non ensin esfuerzu llegamos al Collúa Llanu (1859) alegóricu nome ensin dudía nenguna.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tokcx8VReIE/TdTX_UpNoDI/AAAAAAAAKLo/ojTscHdauGE/s1600/IMG_5336.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tokcx8VReIE/TdTX_UpNoDI/AAAAAAAAKLo/ojTscHdauGE/s400/IMG_5336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608344918856409138" border="0" /></a>Jordi tirose'l primeru al pedreru, igual creyía atopar pulpos, los demás colamos pel senderu, más piedres que tierra, gastando un poco más les uñes pa empericotanos na Peña Beza (1963).<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CCjN8eAj0Pg/TdTXhMRvDMI/AAAAAAAAKLg/TAiJJgVGgp4/s1600/IMG_5342.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CCjN8eAj0Pg/TdTXhMRvDMI/AAAAAAAAKLg/TAiJJgVGgp4/s400/IMG_5342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608344401214377154" border="0" /></a>Pa güeyar Vegabaños, el Jario, Peña Santa, montes de Ponga y unos cientos de cumales más que dexo como dexé la botella d'agua pol camín, menos mal que nun aprieta'l calor.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dRwsh6bw-1I/TdTXcxog-hI/AAAAAAAAKLY/75A-hMr4R2U/s1600/IMG_5344.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dRwsh6bw-1I/TdTXcxog-hI/AAAAAAAAKLY/75A-hMr4R2U/s400/IMG_5344.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608344325342689810" border="0" /></a>Toca tirase abaxo, ya queénnos poques uñes, pero en llegando al Colláu Llanu vamos a esguilar otro poco, ayudaos de pies y manes llegamos a les Peñes de Cebolleda (1878).<br />Vuelta a baxar y a buscar la meyor manera d'algamar el Cantu Cabroneru.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2JZBh1t2flk/TdTXXgEYGZI/AAAAAAAAKLQ/LTfOzo-6Lig/s1600/IMG_5345.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2JZBh1t2flk/TdTXXgEYGZI/AAAAAAAAKLQ/LTfOzo-6Lig/s400/IMG_5345.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608344234728364434" border="0" /></a>El camín atísbase bien abaxo, asina qu'en güeyando la primera canal, ya paez too senciello, p'arriba, a dalguna va escaeciendose-y que los humanos caminen erguíos, pero bueno ye por pocu tiempu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5-EC7g-vBOg/TdTXSwOAWPI/AAAAAAAAKLI/F7ty705uHlI/s1600/IMG_5361.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5-EC7g-vBOg/TdTXSwOAWPI/AAAAAAAAKLI/F7ty705uHlI/s400/IMG_5361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608344153164372210" border="0" /></a>Salimos a la cumbrera, unos pasinos más y tamos a la vera'l buzón.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I-Y_z46A-hs/TdTXONoXWTI/AAAAAAAAKLA/JcJBL3zZ_mo/s1600/IMG_5364.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I-Y_z46A-hs/TdTXONoXWTI/AAAAAAAAKLA/JcJBL3zZ_mo/s400/IMG_5364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608344075160213810" border="0" /></a>Cantu Cabroneru (1998), el día casi despexáu, la borrina que lleva to'l día xugando con nós non nos la xuega. Sacamos les viandes y damos bona cuenta delles.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xbm0dLDVesk/TdTXIknQl1I/AAAAAAAAKK4/xhr2Mi-zjes/s1600/IMG_5369.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xbm0dLDVesk/TdTXIknQl1I/AAAAAAAAKK4/xhr2Mi-zjes/s400/IMG_5369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608343978250377042" border="0" /></a>Al baxar, sorpresa, topamos un senderu pergüapu, sobremanera si se compara cola canal pela qu'esguilamos, más tiempu a cuatro pates de lo bonamente aconseyable.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wo34BZsbdpI/TdTXEFW2tVI/AAAAAAAAKKw/BH6IOx9wmiA/s1600/IMG_5374.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wo34BZsbdpI/TdTXEFW2tVI/AAAAAAAAKKw/BH6IOx9wmiA/s400/IMG_5374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608343901140596050" border="0" /></a>Damos-y la vuelta al Cantu y pasamonos de la Cuenya Bermeya p'abaxo unos metros, tamos ente rebaños de vaques que lleven to'l día mirandonos con recelu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5mtbF9rVl8I/TdTW-sWk1sI/AAAAAAAAKKo/nK1now9RQ9w/s1600/IMG_5388.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5mtbF9rVl8I/TdTW-sWk1sI/AAAAAAAAKKo/nK1now9RQ9w/s400/IMG_5388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608343808529192642" border="0" /></a>Finamos pasando per otra canaluca, pa da-y l'últimu retoque a la manicura, ya tamos na Portillera'l Tarabicu y nel reinu... de Lleón.<br />Otru buen tragu na fonte'l Porrón, un montón de xente empericotaos na Conia y llegamos a Soto.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NMp835FdfB8/TdTW5D-ouiI/AAAAAAAAKKg/6DD-IztsYow/s1600/IMG_5390.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NMp835FdfB8/TdTW5D-ouiI/AAAAAAAAKKg/6DD-IztsYow/s400/IMG_5390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608343711792020002" border="0" /> </a>Metíos casi qu'enteros nel ríu, l'agua taba que muy muy fría, camudámonos y tomamos daque pa refrescar el gargüelu mentanto tirábemos unes boles na cuatreada.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kNPW55JaAaA/TdTWyv0JTCI/AAAAAAAAKKY/Y6CBucXXlHQ/s1600/IMG_5392.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kNPW55JaAaA/TdTWyv0JTCI/AAAAAAAAKKY/Y6CBucXXlHQ/s400/IMG_5392.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608343603300092962" border="0" /></a>Asina recordiando hestories finamos esta xornada de 14 km. y 1200 m. de desnivel en casi 8 hores, incluyendo les munches y entreteníes parades.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BTnUza8XYDA/TdTWs2Pp1HI/AAAAAAAAKKQ/ce60xwAQeOs/s1600/IMG_5398.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BTnUza8XYDA/TdTWs2Pp1HI/AAAAAAAAKKQ/ce60xwAQeOs/s400/IMG_5398.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608343501946868850" border="0" /></a>cundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12845605336912253802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612858683492234954.post-88412885725313247652010-07-21T09:24:00.000+02:002011-05-18T19:21:56.895+02:0021-07-2010 Brañes Ayeranes<div style="text-align: center;">FELECHOSA-COLLAU VALENCIA-LA TABIERNA-CUEVES-FELECHOSA<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ykEAUOmZE40/TdN1tcAg2jI/AAAAAAAAKIY/u1v5jfu3n0E/s1600/IMG_5173.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ykEAUOmZE40/TdN1tcAg2jI/AAAAAAAAKIY/u1v5jfu3n0E/s400/IMG_5173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607955384479308338" border="0" /></a>El día gris y murniu, n'almorzando en Mieres colamos pa Felechosa, a la vera la capiya de la Virxen de les Angusties (657) entamamos la marcha.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zi7fZyCkGP4/TdN1pLkc7aI/AAAAAAAAKIQ/ZE7xW-bZkNQ/s1600/IMG_5189.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zi7fZyCkGP4/TdN1pLkc7aI/AAAAAAAAKIQ/ZE7xW-bZkNQ/s400/IMG_5189.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607955311347166626" border="0" /></a>Son les 9:25 y el día ta angustiosu, colos paragües abiertos vamos pel valle Fresneu arriba.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eZLzLATepik/TdN1kLB_ItI/AAAAAAAAKII/8-dpVdq7Xws/s1600/IMG_5191.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eZLzLATepik/TdN1kLB_ItI/AAAAAAAAKII/8-dpVdq7Xws/s400/IMG_5191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607955225303261906" border="0" /></a>Pasando pela Brazuela (926) hasta 'l mayeu Mayadín onde Alberto, Riestra y esti escribidor chamos una bona parolada col paisanín que prefier tar nel monte enantes qu'aguantar a la muyer.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YZxTEI6WxFY/TdN1e9jmVgI/AAAAAAAAKIA/P-neI81PE6o/s1600/IMG_5192.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YZxTEI6WxFY/TdN1e9jmVgI/AAAAAAAAKIA/P-neI81PE6o/s400/IMG_5192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607955135786800642" border="0" /></a>Nel collau Felguera axuntámonos con Juan Carlos, Bernardo, Emilio, Paco y Angel.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u2cAbAGjAbY/TdN1aIz12CI/AAAAAAAAKH4/E92ltj1w-Ew/s1600/IMG_5206.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u2cAbAGjAbY/TdN1aIz12CI/AAAAAAAAKH4/E92ltj1w-Ew/s400/IMG_5206.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607955052908369954" border="0" /></a>Nel collau Valencia (1300) apenes nos güeyamos pero oyer oyemonos, y decidimos dexar el Retriñón pa otru día con meyor visibilidá.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5W0OWd5NoyA/TdN1VmjnPLI/AAAAAAAAKHw/tKxIhnTOoyk/s1600/IMG_5211.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5W0OWd5NoyA/TdN1VmjnPLI/AAAAAAAAKHw/tKxIhnTOoyk/s400/IMG_5211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607954974994021554" border="0" /></a>Colamos brañes alantre, la primera parada na Braña Oteru (1260), siguimos casi a tientes hasta les Ordaliegues (1234) y la Tabierna (1382).<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JvaauvbyOWs/TdN1R9ctYSI/AAAAAAAAKHo/dRhrtsiw4gY/s1600/IMG_5213.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JvaauvbyOWs/TdN1R9ctYSI/AAAAAAAAKHo/dRhrtsiw4gY/s400/IMG_5213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607954912419602722" border="0" /></a>Chamos un buen ratu faciendo semeyes -ye un viciu- escondios pente la borrina. Vese poco, asina y too damos col camín, ta perbien camufláu poles ortiges y les árgomes.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LnhafFeqg2M/TdN1NON43bI/AAAAAAAAKHg/BtPcDTYVQss/s1600/IMG_5220.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LnhafFeqg2M/TdN1NON43bI/AAAAAAAAKHg/BtPcDTYVQss/s400/IMG_5220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607954831021497778" border="0" /></a>A la drecha dexamos el picu La Mola, a la vera'l regueru Taio va'l senderu, bien señalizáu, d'algún qu'otru repechu p'algamar la col.lá Navalloz (1083).<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VngKzfHIoIA/TdN1JDYAluI/AAAAAAAAKHY/z2r-axEz_jU/s1600/IMG_5225.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VngKzfHIoIA/TdN1JDYAluI/AAAAAAAAKHY/z2r-axEz_jU/s400/IMG_5225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607954759391680226" border="0" /></a>Siguimos separtando cotoyes pa poer posar los pies nel camín, la borrina ya lo tapez too.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wP_o0uBDHWs/TdN1EbqeeDI/AAAAAAAAKHQ/yr47rVLJc0c/s1600/IMG_5229.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wP_o0uBDHWs/TdN1EbqeeDI/AAAAAAAAKHQ/yr47rVLJc0c/s400/IMG_5229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607954680012240946" border="0" /></a>Adientrámonos na biesca, un poco más alantre, bien apegaos a la paré duna cabana pa moyanos lo menos, y xintar lo más comodamente posible.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A6Kqk04IWKs/TdN03uTc0eI/AAAAAAAAKHI/AJtEJzRXvhc/s1600/IMG_5242.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A6Kqk04IWKs/TdN03uTc0eI/AAAAAAAAKHI/AJtEJzRXvhc/s400/IMG_5242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607954461677638114" border="0" /></a>Siguimos baxando darreu hasta'l collau Cel.lero (909) y coyer l'empedráu camín, pindiu y resbalosu que crucia'l valle Cuadrazos.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KOGMMGt9a1s/TdN0yctarsI/AAAAAAAAKHA/hLy1razURR8/s1600/IMG_5264.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KOGMMGt9a1s/TdN0yctarsI/AAAAAAAAKHA/hLy1razURR8/s400/IMG_5264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607954371055365826" border="0" /></a>Hasta dar na fuente Les Moyaes (754) de Cueves, tras coyer agua na fonte non na embotelladora, siguimos el camín.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W-cAuj3hdbg/TdN0sEBVKmI/AAAAAAAAKG4/NebSimTKNuo/s1600/IMG_5275.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W-cAuj3hdbg/TdN0sEBVKmI/AAAAAAAAKG4/NebSimTKNuo/s400/IMG_5275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607954261348788834" border="0" /></a>El Camín Real que casique enllano dexanos en Felechosa (658) a les 16:30.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVssEBIIoUw/TdN0nFaDkjI/AAAAAAAAKGw/gSqlJ6DuUOs/s1600/IMG_5278.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVssEBIIoUw/TdN0nFaDkjI/AAAAAAAAKGw/gSqlJ6DuUOs/s400/IMG_5278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607954175821582898" border="0" /></a>Bona hora pa tomar un café y dar por finada esta xornada qu'el orbayu y la borrina intentarón boicotiar.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pmC2lHGRCw/TdN0h09XuaI/AAAAAAAAKGo/isQMOhrvuKo/s1600/IMG_5285.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pmC2lHGRCw/TdN0h09XuaI/AAAAAAAAKGo/isQMOhrvuKo/s400/IMG_5285.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607954085506955682" border="0" /></a>17 km. pa subir 860 m. llegando a los 1382 de máxima.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6N_M-b0iGfI/TdN0dHxAvxI/AAAAAAAAKGg/rsDXDJUNPaE/s1600/IMG_5286.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6N_M-b0iGfI/TdN0dHxAvxI/AAAAAAAAKGg/rsDXDJUNPaE/s400/IMG_5286.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607954004656045842" border="0" /></a>cundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12845605336912253802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612858683492234954.post-14946090267474558112010-07-10T12:06:00.000+02:002011-03-08T10:15:08.921+01:0010-07-2010 Chomba los Chagos<div style="text-align: center;">YANANZANES-PUERTU PIEDRAFITA-CHOMBA LOS CHAGOS-BRAÑA YANANZANES-YANANZANES<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-atwfguX0_jI/TW94hyzS6LI/AAAAAAAAKDI/LaBTuuNDPNU/s1600/IMG_5043.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-atwfguX0_jI/TW94hyzS6LI/AAAAAAAAKDI/LaBTuuNDPNU/s400/IMG_5043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579810985303271602" border="0" /></a>Dempués d'una selmana bastante entamanada anulando escursiones por falta d'efectivos, cueyo'l relevu organizativu, y si yeremos pocos agora semos menos entovía.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4_cWjVx3SRI/TW94Z91j8SI/AAAAAAAAKDA/_3AYqTfz_-g/s1600/IMG_5054.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4_cWjVx3SRI/TW94Z91j8SI/AAAAAAAAKDA/_3AYqTfz_-g/s400/IMG_5054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579810850826613026" border="0" /></a>En Xixón a les 8 solo tamos tres.<br />N'embaraxando delles opciones, como fai sol vamos dir pala solombra.<br />Desayunamos en Morea d'Ayer y remontamos el ríu Ayer hasta dexar los coches...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KuoPfYCdlLQ/TW94TwbnhUI/AAAAAAAAKC4/vymGfxBtij4/s1600/IMG_5060.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KuoPfYCdlLQ/TW94TwbnhUI/AAAAAAAAKC4/vymGfxBtij4/s400/IMG_5060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579810744148919618" border="0" /></a>Meyor dicir el coche, na entrá de Yananzanes (750). El cielu azul y la temperatura entovía agradable, son les 9:50 cuando entamamos la caminata.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YCFNmuDdDGg/TW94L1pmY3I/AAAAAAAAKCw/ZKcoxbrZIPc/s1600/IMG_5061.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YCFNmuDdDGg/TW94L1pmY3I/AAAAAAAAKCw/ZKcoxbrZIPc/s400/IMG_5061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579810608110789490" border="0" /></a>Naide cuntó colos tabanes, los bien condergaos tamién elixierón el frescor de la biesca.<br />Los claros dexennos güeyar a la drecha l'ablucante Estorbín, a la manzorga la maxestuosa Panda más conocía como Pena Reonda.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JZH1YVtIfi0/TW94HJpRGEI/AAAAAAAAKCo/r_1cQL5maxg/s1600/IMG_5064.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JZH1YVtIfi0/TW94HJpRGEI/AAAAAAAAKCo/r_1cQL5maxg/s400/IMG_5064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579810527578757186" border="0" /></a>Na Braña Campanal (1300) ponemos los culos en contactu cola verde campera, en frente la cabana ente los peñones y la fonte seca.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GXI9WO-K7PY/TW94B_ELRHI/AAAAAAAAKCg/27Oq1JjWWkU/s1600/IMG_5072.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GXI9WO-K7PY/TW94B_ELRHI/AAAAAAAAKCg/27Oq1JjWWkU/s400/IMG_5072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579810438839485554" border="0" /></a>La solombra del monte va escosandose, cásique vien bien, mugor enforma y los tabanes que tan de lo más melguero.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UfEz_Txv6s8/TW937JEnG0I/AAAAAAAAKCY/EvTnnaj-X8o/s1600/IMG_5080.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UfEz_Txv6s8/TW937JEnG0I/AAAAAAAAKCY/EvTnnaj-X8o/s400/IMG_5080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579810321266580290" border="0" /></a>Del Collau Rocin al Mayéu Sanpedro cola idega de baxar pel Mayéu Bustemprunu, pero estes condergaes traen metio na sesera el retratiase n'algún cumal.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qrr4GeG01yY/TW93zIbD8mI/AAAAAAAAKCQ/lZp_BIe3tKQ/s1600/IMG_5096.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qrr4GeG01yY/TW93zIbD8mI/AAAAAAAAKCQ/lZp_BIe3tKQ/s400/IMG_5096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579810183653356130" border="0" /></a>Informaes, perbien informaes de lo alto que tan esti branu los cumales nun desisten de la llabor, asina que como siempre detrás d'elles... lo del paseín va ser otru día, van finar conmigo.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d3mALm1FUXI/TW93r8PoOJI/AAAAAAAAKCI/jw98yYDdz1Y/s1600/IMG_5098.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d3mALm1FUXI/TW93r8PoOJI/AAAAAAAAKCI/jw98yYDdz1Y/s400/IMG_5098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579810060125091986" border="0" /></a>Poco enantes d'algamar el Puertu do-yos a escoyer cumal, drecha o manzorga, elixen la mano tonta, retorcíes son.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dgHl3WsA2J4/TW93nsbIghI/AAAAAAAAKCA/fn1WvVaY9ZE/s1600/IMG_5099.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dgHl3WsA2J4/TW93nsbIghI/AAAAAAAAKCA/fn1WvVaY9ZE/s400/IMG_5099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579809987158901266" border="0" /></a>Asina colos pies percima les cotoyes más pequenines, naide dixo que nun fueramos abusar, algamamos una l.lomba, el Cuetu Pandu (1738), sentamonos a discurrir y a güeyar el valle Torio na vertiente de Castiella.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6GpmvhzDPf0/TW93dFQti4I/AAAAAAAAKB4/6LwhlrxdlSw/s1600/IMG_5101.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6GpmvhzDPf0/TW93dFQti4I/AAAAAAAAKB4/6LwhlrxdlSw/s400/IMG_5101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579809804847516546" border="0" /></a>Un ratiquín secando'l sudu al sol deidificaos pola corona mosques que rodia nueses testes, eleximos el cumal más cercanu. En media hora tamos nel cumal, María Jose quería facelu en menos.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hjLs2QfpTvA/TW93WrwtJ3I/AAAAAAAAKBw/G4GtTpH997Y/s1600/IMG_5104.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hjLs2QfpTvA/TW93WrwtJ3I/AAAAAAAAKBw/G4GtTpH997Y/s400/IMG_5104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579809694923171698" border="0" /></a>Chomba los Chagos (1879) pergüapu buzón, pergüapes vistes, pergüapa compaña... puñeteres mosques.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OeCDiBEqVbM/TW93SNpBe3I/AAAAAAAAKBo/dteF9HRsoow/s1600/IMG_5123.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OeCDiBEqVbM/TW93SNpBe3I/AAAAAAAAKBo/dteF9HRsoow/s400/IMG_5123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579809618118409074" border="0" /></a>Llega la hora de colar desti afayaizu cumal, al mayeu Pastores (1835) con llaguna y too. Güeyamos unos claros y p'allá vamos, cotoyes, cotoyes y más cotoyes abusando de nos, como pinchen les fi de...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BZUayB731OY/TW93JscyZnI/AAAAAAAAKBg/wK7ADLpfBp4/s1600/IMG_5129.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BZUayB731OY/TW93JscyZnI/AAAAAAAAKBg/wK7ADLpfBp4/s400/IMG_5129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579809471769765490" border="0" /></a>Na metá la biesca, bona solombra, buen sitiu pa xintar, son les 3 y les tripes va tiempu que ruxen.<br />Una fuente, una campera y el camín al otru lláu, ya paso lo peor... y 5 ¿o yerén 6? mastines qu'apaecen de súpitu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O4nyyuieeRI/TW93DE9NHeI/AAAAAAAAKBY/4sxpHm_Wm2A/s1600/IMG_5140.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O4nyyuieeRI/TW93DE9NHeI/AAAAAAAAKBY/4sxpHm_Wm2A/s400/IMG_5140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579809358089100770" border="0" /></a>Tornamos a les cotoyes, siguimos al pie les indicaciones de los perros, y damos na máxica Braña Yananzanes, braeramente de les más guapes enxamás vistes polos mios güeyos.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0Op2NQqEBg/TW928jVVqXI/AAAAAAAAKBQ/cnk62iQ4xoU/s1600/IMG_5154.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0Op2NQqEBg/TW928jVVqXI/AAAAAAAAKBQ/cnk62iQ4xoU/s400/IMG_5154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579809245984303474" border="0" /></a>El senderu fina en camín, anque destrozáu pel últimu temporal... ya lo dicen los vieyos "nun bebas agua, estropía los caminos", piedres y regodones, regatos y tabayones.<br />Pente'l fayeu algamamos el camín de la mañana, tamos nel Cantu Posaoriu (900) siguimos p'abaxo.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TpZSsj_TNZ4/TW921NE2YAI/AAAAAAAAKBI/BYjnVIretBo/s1600/IMG_5162.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TpZSsj_TNZ4/TW921NE2YAI/AAAAAAAAKBI/BYjnVIretBo/s400/IMG_5162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579809119750479874" border="0" /></a>Invitoles a xirar a la manzorga, perriba la canal de l'agua, el cansanciu convida a dexalo pa otra vegada.<br />En Yananzanes visitamos la capiella y el llavaderu públicu, nun lu escosamos por poco.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cwUSnmR-k6Y/TW92n-Gw-6I/AAAAAAAAKBA/ISyHZUKWtVk/s1600/IMG_5167.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cwUSnmR-k6Y/TW92n-Gw-6I/AAAAAAAAKBA/ISyHZUKWtVk/s400/IMG_5167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579808892393683874" border="0" /></a>Finarón siendo 17 km, en escases 7 hores 1000 metros d'ascensu. Ya llimpinos detenemonos en Cabañaquinta a tomar daqué con certificáu sanitariu.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y7IhpooavTo/TW92e1opE8I/AAAAAAAAKA4/kcY1Ky6t1uk/s1600/IMG_5171.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y7IhpooavTo/TW92e1opE8I/AAAAAAAAKA4/kcY1Ky6t1uk/s400/IMG_5171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579808735501030338" border="0" /></a>cundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12845605336912253802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612858683492234954.post-72259555445268458262010-07-08T17:23:00.001+02:002011-03-03T11:29:44.210+01:0008-07-2010 Corteguerón<div style="text-align: center;">SAN ISIDRO-VALMARTIN-CASCAYON-CORTEGUERON-SAN ISIDRO<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m5-Yo5wr0MA/TW5xfR-Mw8I/AAAAAAAAJ-8/75SCd_0rs5c/s1600/IMG_4862.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m5-Yo5wr0MA/TW5xfR-Mw8I/AAAAAAAAJ-8/75SCd_0rs5c/s400/IMG_4862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579521770572792770" border="0" /></a>Queamos en Mieres, xuntos y col café nel banduyu y el pan na mochila subimos pal Puertu San Isidro, n'apenes entrar en tierres lleoneses tirámonos de los coches.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qCJ0H-FpBjM/TW5xaevFXrI/AAAAAAAAJ-0/wnNJs-N6aKk/s1600/IMG_4879.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qCJ0H-FpBjM/TW5xaevFXrI/AAAAAAAAJ-0/wnNJs-N6aKk/s400/IMG_4879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579521688099708594" border="0" /></a>Dexámoslos na urbanización (1500), unos edificios tan integraos nel paisaxe que son casi tan altos como los picos que los arrodien.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cp7z9jfSrww/TW5xTzRHkII/AAAAAAAAJ-s/fcEcWImtBks/s1600/IMG_4882.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cp7z9jfSrww/TW5xTzRHkII/AAAAAAAAJ-s/fcEcWImtBks/s400/IMG_4882.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579521573352083586" border="0" /></a>El día casi que despexáu, apenes les 10 cuando comencipíamos a caleyar dexando l'arroyu les Piedres a la manzorga unes vegaes, les menos, les más a la drecha.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ngo7eCmf0Ew/TW5xL5IExQI/AAAAAAAAJ-k/dX6oVtUxwfY/s1600/IMG_4910.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ngo7eCmf0Ew/TW5xL5IExQI/AAAAAAAAJ-k/dX6oVtUxwfY/s400/IMG_4910.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579521437485810946" border="0" /></a>Asina reblincando pel arroyu y esquivando les vaques damos cola testa nun inmensu paredón calizu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4739wMOMh60/TW5xGOth3qI/AAAAAAAAJ-c/xuw_VgPqnp0/s1600/IMG_4923.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4739wMOMh60/TW5xGOth3qI/AAAAAAAAJ-c/xuw_VgPqnp0/s400/IMG_4923.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579521340200836770" border="0" /></a>Con tal de nun arrodialu atopamos una afayaiza canal pa esguilar per ella y dar n'otru mundu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A4TMiza3eMg/TW5w_sWC3WI/AAAAAAAAJ-U/b9OXj0-Xh_M/s1600/IMG_4924.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A4TMiza3eMg/TW5w_sWC3WI/AAAAAAAAJ-U/b9OXj0-Xh_M/s400/IMG_4924.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579521227896315234" border="0" /></a>Pasamos de soslayu el collau la Forcadina'l Llagu y tiramos de frente al picu Valmartin (1932), nun atopamos rastru de la nuesa presencia, Juan Carlos, Emilio, Riestra, Paco y Yo tuvimos aqui arribona fai 8 díes.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Et3Z8lIkPPQ/TW5w65JANLI/AAAAAAAAJ-M/jcbxYCsdkRI/s1600/IMG_4928.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Et3Z8lIkPPQ/TW5w65JANLI/AAAAAAAAJ-M/jcbxYCsdkRI/s400/IMG_4928.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579521145431930034" border="0" /></a>Camudo poco nuna selmana, esta vegada dexamos una tarxetina de recuerdu, Alberto y Bernardo nun taben la vez anterior.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HOihYbFNyY8/TW5wzgBTYjI/AAAAAAAAJ-E/fD5tyU__0MY/s1600/IMG_4932.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HOihYbFNyY8/TW5wzgBTYjI/AAAAAAAAJ-E/fD5tyU__0MY/s400/IMG_4932.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579521018429661746" border="0" /></a>Darreu siguimos dexando tarxetes cumbrera alantré, nel Porru Blancu (1867), L'Arenal (1885), Entepicos (1881)... caleyamos percima la raya, un pie en Castiella otru n'Asturies... siempre cola testa nel paraisu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-58BfgmCwou8/TW5wurZ2P5I/AAAAAAAAJ98/kmhZiMS4bBA/s1600/IMG_4934.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-58BfgmCwou8/TW5wurZ2P5I/AAAAAAAAJ98/kmhZiMS4bBA/s400/IMG_4934.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579520935586054034" border="0" /></a>Finamos nel Cascayón, tamién nomau Picu Fornos (1951), el Llagu Ubales a tiru excupitaxu unos cientos de metros debaxo, la Peña'l Vientu, la Rapaina... el día ta ñublandose.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VJ4M6Hhc5vo/TW5wmCEwCuI/AAAAAAAAJ90/0K8eYWEBGAg/s1600/IMG_4955.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VJ4M6Hhc5vo/TW5wmCEwCuI/AAAAAAAAJ90/0K8eYWEBGAg/s400/IMG_4955.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579520787052759778" border="0" /></a>Dempués de facer unes semeyes, la vista'l frente, entovía va agrandase la fueya ruta... paez que nel Corteguerón hai armes químiques.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RH4YvAZYA1Q/TW5wgDKNnmI/AAAAAAAAJ9s/dAZ-v-RAFLQ/s1600/IMG_4959.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RH4YvAZYA1Q/TW5wgDKNnmI/AAAAAAAAJ9s/dAZ-v-RAFLQ/s400/IMG_4959.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579520684264889954" border="0" /></a>Baxamos a la Collá Acebal (1711) y senderín arriba algamamos la crestería, primero el Cantón Muqués (1865), güeyando'l Visu la Grande, l'Atambos, la Felguerina y poco más, la borrina ya tá faciendo de les suyes.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7xrGUQLjz9E/TW5wbD5wpkI/AAAAAAAAJ9k/Hvos58_z_OA/s1600/IMG_4960.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7xrGUQLjz9E/TW5wbD5wpkI/AAAAAAAAJ9k/Hvos58_z_OA/s400/IMG_4960.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579520598564972098" border="0" /></a>El Corteguerón (1884), acomodaos lo meyor posible entamamos la xintadera, al poco tamién entamen a cayer gotes, ca vez más gordes y más apriesa.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yJ_N0CknAqg/TW5wQcTxpxI/AAAAAAAAJ9c/_i616JGy1tU/s1600/IMG_4979.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yJ_N0CknAqg/TW5wQcTxpxI/AAAAAAAAJ9c/_i616JGy1tU/s400/IMG_4979.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579520416137979666" border="0" /></a>Col bandullu a mediu llenar y col chubasqueru puestu baxamos sortiando'l granizu, el sombreru por so cuenta baxa volando pa tierres casines.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B6RH8w4u8ig/TW5wKIJ2-1I/AAAAAAAAJ9U/oUMCj67YmjI/s1600/IMG_4983.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B6RH8w4u8ig/TW5wKIJ2-1I/AAAAAAAAJ9U/oUMCj67YmjI/s400/IMG_4983.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579520307648461650" border="0" /></a>De nuevu na Collá Acebal, paez que quier dexar de llover, baxamos pala drecha hasta dar na pergüapa y afayaiza braña los Moyones (1570). El sol torna a rellucir.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-26V0TCLtMEk/TW5wCWpXxOI/AAAAAAAAJ9M/bvAYlUXmp7s/s1600/IMG_4986.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-26V0TCLtMEk/TW5wCWpXxOI/AAAAAAAAJ9M/bvAYlUXmp7s/s400/IMG_4986.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579520174099776738" border="0" /></a>Un ratiquín sentaos na solombra una cabana, remoyar la cara nel riachuelu y... na bueno, hai que subir hasta...<br />Arrastrandome pela pindia fastera, solo falten les mosques, llegamos a la Raya Bueya (1745) llímite con Lleón.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D14McNLqc8s/TW5v9GZhfbI/AAAAAAAAJ9E/jpOyRdW7z38/s1600/IMG_4993.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D14McNLqc8s/TW5v9GZhfbI/AAAAAAAAJ9E/jpOyRdW7z38/s400/IMG_4993.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579520083838991794" border="0" /></a>Resopliando d'allegría, el mayor esfuerzu ya ta fechu, agora too pa baxo, falta dalgún repechu y la bona ración d'argomes.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rsT2HxTI144/TW5v4Mj3TvI/AAAAAAAAJ88/kev1vytM87g/s1600/IMG_5008.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rsT2HxTI144/TW5v4Mj3TvI/AAAAAAAAJ88/kev1vytM87g/s400/IMG_5008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579519999593631474" border="0" /></a>Paco y Riestra por nun furar pente les cotoyes tornen a subir.<br />Ya na urbanización acicalamonos nun vaya ser que nun nos dexen entrar en cualesquier chigre.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WRHSKfEfGHw/TW5vs6qL-bI/AAAAAAAAJ80/utcg7M_8Nng/s1600/IMG_5010.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WRHSKfEfGHw/TW5vs6qL-bI/AAAAAAAAJ80/utcg7M_8Nng/s400/IMG_5010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579519805809752498" border="0" /></a>Fuerón casi 8 hores, casi 16 km. casi 1250 m. d'ascensu y casi que una caxa de cerveza.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ibX93EcQYMI/TW5viLiRTWI/AAAAAAAAJ8s/GfeHv5tt-UU/s1600/IMG_5012.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ibX93EcQYMI/TW5viLiRTWI/AAAAAAAAJ8s/GfeHv5tt-UU/s400/IMG_5012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579519621361388898" border="0" /></a>Baxar el puertu y pa casina a duchase y descansar, fue asina ¿verdá?<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wO9SK5anrdY/TW5vTkZ8SJI/AAAAAAAAJ8k/qRWjnFLXAls/s1600/IMG_5022.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wO9SK5anrdY/TW5vTkZ8SJI/AAAAAAAAJ8k/qRWjnFLXAls/s400/IMG_5022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579519370339305618" border="0" /></a>cundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12845605336912253802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612858683492234954.post-37575672689537471062010-06-30T21:44:00.001+02:002011-03-02T17:13:29.557+01:0030-06-2010 Valmartin<div style="text-align: center;">LA RAYA-COLLAU VENTANONA-TORRES-FUEYU-VENTANONA-VALMARTIN-LA RAYA<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnEZsM41zI/AAAAAAAAJ6Y/3dIwfpgNzmg/s1600/IMG_4737.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnEZsM41zI/AAAAAAAAJ6Y/3dIwfpgNzmg/s400/IMG_4737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569198359861319474" border="0" /></a>Salimos de casa con niebles matinales, ya en Mieres la cosa non meyora, facemos tiempu tomando el café, esperando a los de Xixón.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnEVKdxMpI/AAAAAAAAJ6Q/P8rJBsNYl6E/s1600/IMG_4745.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnEVKdxMpI/AAAAAAAAJ6Q/P8rJBsNYl6E/s400/IMG_4745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569198282085839506" border="0" /></a>Ya nel Puertu San Isidro, dempués de pasar con exitu les obres del corredor del Ayer que se cai a cachos, como fadríen los romanos pa morrer ensin ver les sos obres nel suelu...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnEPK8vWjI/AAAAAAAAJ6I/dz7OXXrzVyg/s1600/IMG_4758.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnEPK8vWjI/AAAAAAAAJ6I/dz7OXXrzVyg/s400/IMG_4758.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569198179136526898" border="0" /></a>Aparcamos xusto na Raya (1500) frente al chigre, apenes les 10:00, el día nidiu y frescu, entamamos la marcha, van apaeciendo vaques al tiempu que separtamos piornos.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnEHawK5eI/AAAAAAAAJ6A/Rd-y8B3jBdM/s1600/IMG_4774.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnEHawK5eI/AAAAAAAAJ6A/Rd-y8B3jBdM/s400/IMG_4774.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569198045939820002" border="0" /></a>Enseguía damos cuna bona fonte, tamos a la vera'l Mayéu Torres, al pie de los picus Capiella, Valverde y del que paez dende aqui imposible d'algamar, el primer oxetivu del día, el Torres.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnEBUEOSqI/AAAAAAAAJ54/xFYAGZv6Qak/s1600/IMG_4779.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnEBUEOSqI/AAAAAAAAJ54/xFYAGZv6Qak/s400/IMG_4779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569197941065665186" border="0" /></a>Colamos pa la drecha pa llegar al Collau Ventanona (1876), los güeyos vanse pa milenta cumales, como si los pocos que vamos a pisar güei nun sobraran pa fartucanos.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnD6NH65yI/AAAAAAAAJ5w/c9KbuHo04Hg/s1600/IMG_4780.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnD6NH65yI/AAAAAAAAJ5w/c9KbuHo04Hg/s400/IMG_4780.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569197818943039266" border="0" /></a>Agora vamos pa la manzorga, pasin a pasin vamos ganando altor, detiennos el buzón, Picu Torres 2104, pon.<br />Un ratiquín recobrando'l resuellu, más que ná pa que les semeyes nun salgan movíes, trepidaes nel llinguaxe técnicu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnD1YUt0QI/AAAAAAAAJ5o/UO_0vm4qGKw/s1600/IMG_4782.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnD1YUt0QI/AAAAAAAAJ5o/UO_0vm4qGKw/s400/IMG_4782.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569197736050151682" border="0" /></a>Y tenemos mediu conceyu d'Ayer debaxo nuesos pies, y tamién un poco de Lleón, si ye verdá, voi facevos casu, de Casu tamién.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnDvTRxJ6I/AAAAAAAAJ5g/P_yH1KPz_IA/s1600/IMG_4791.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnDvTRxJ6I/AAAAAAAAJ5g/P_yH1KPz_IA/s400/IMG_4791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569197631616395170" border="0" /></a>Entovía son les 12:00, damos-y a la parpayuela cunos montañeros y siguimos un ratu al sol, dexamos la tarxeta de cumales y baxamos per otra banda.<br />Enfilamos el Collau L'Almagrera (1845).<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnDno7pq-I/AAAAAAAAJ5Y/HqBP3Yw2SOE/s1600/IMG_4794.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnDno7pq-I/AAAAAAAAJ5Y/HqBP3Yw2SOE/s400/IMG_4794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569197499990256610" border="0" /></a>Les arandaneres, pequeñines pero resbalioses tórguennos el dir mirando pa los escaparates, desta manera escrutando perbien el suelu empericotamonos nel Fueyos (1891). Entovía nun ye la hora de xintar.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnDhBIGChI/AAAAAAAAJ5Q/EnZ49W9PoGQ/s1600/IMG_4801.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnDhBIGChI/AAAAAAAAJ5Q/EnZ49W9PoGQ/s400/IMG_4801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569197386225814034" border="0" /></a>Güeyamos muy arribona el cumal del Torres, pal otru llau la Sierra del Corteguerón, dabaxo les Llagunes Caballuna y del Piornal.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnDbdtQkaI/AAAAAAAAJ5I/L79iyo0hbZE/s1600/IMG_4808.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnDbdtQkaI/AAAAAAAAJ5I/L79iyo0hbZE/s400/IMG_4808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569197290818671010" border="0" /></a>Tras de consultar col mapa colamos pente les piedres y les cotoyes direción al Collau la Ventanona, dempués dunes semeyes col peculiar marcu algamamos el picu del mismu none, la Ventanona (1913).<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnDVFSTHtI/AAAAAAAAJ5A/lgErT_KsQ7c/s1600/IMG_4820.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnDVFSTHtI/AAAAAAAAJ5A/lgErT_KsQ7c/s400/IMG_4820.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569197181183925970" border="0" /></a>Y al pol últimu finxu, ya lu güeyamos eso ye lo malo, ta entovía en ca dios.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnDO6AkAYI/AAAAAAAAJ44/rhuhFhdmXB0/s1600/IMG_4832.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnDO6AkAYI/AAAAAAAAJ44/rhuhFhdmXB0/s400/IMG_4832.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569197075077529986" border="0" /></a>Crestíamos tola cresta que coño vamos crestiar, p'arriba y p'abaxo y p'abaxo y p'arriba y vuelta a empezar... Finamos sentaos nel Collau la Forcadina'l Llagu (1785).<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnDJguyvDI/AAAAAAAAJ4w/Ob5ERgEhIZ0/s1600/IMG_4847.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnDJguyvDI/AAAAAAAAJ4w/Ob5ERgEhIZ0/s400/IMG_4847.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569196982392765490" border="0" /></a>Equi Alberto niegase a subir, el resto empericotamonos nel Valmartin (1932) pa darreu baxar en busca d'Alberto y d'un afayaizu llugar onde ponese a xintar.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnDEIrhclI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/INyxRoKQihs/s1600/IMG_4848.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnDEIrhclI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/INyxRoKQihs/s400/IMG_4848.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569196890037252690" border="0" /></a>Coles fuerces repuestes seguimos p'abaxo ya ensin quitar el güeyu del coche, entramos nel chigre como si fuera la cocina de nuesa má... pa dar bona cuenta del refrixerante de gargüelos.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnC5So-8DI/AAAAAAAAJ4g/v5r45_NO404/s1600/IMG_4849.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnC5So-8DI/AAAAAAAAJ4g/v5r45_NO404/s400/IMG_4849.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569196703732396082" border="0" /></a>Ficimos 11 km. y 930 metros de desnivel en 6 hores y media.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnCYc2dScI/AAAAAAAAJ4Y/ZKn8GCmKaAY/s1600/IMG_4854.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUnCYc2dScI/AAAAAAAAJ4Y/ZKn8GCmKaAY/s400/IMG_4854.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569196139537582530" border="0" /></a>cundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12845605336912253802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612858683492234954.post-43419170098375852072010-06-27T09:55:00.001+02:002011-01-29T13:00:44.058+01:0027-06-2010 Peña Orniz<div style="text-align: center;">TORRESTIO-PEÑA ORNIZ-TORRESTIO<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUE0h3XFhGI/AAAAAAAAJ2Q/hSZ2NhwWBDo/s1600/IMG_4654.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUE0h3XFhGI/AAAAAAAAJ2Q/hSZ2NhwWBDo/s400/IMG_4654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566788370807751778" border="0" /></a>Tras camudar de paecer varies vegaes finamos colando pa Pena Orniz, con esa idega queamos en Xixón, dempués de desayunar en Teberga pasamos el Puertu Ventana pa llegar a Torrestio (1360).<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUE0d-3DKdI/AAAAAAAAJ2I/MaXYSiJS7pM/s1600/IMG_4661.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUE0d-3DKdI/AAAAAAAAJ2I/MaXYSiJS7pM/s400/IMG_4661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566788304101386706" border="0" /></a>Aparcaos los coches y ataviaos como hai qu'ataviase, la mañana ta fresca y les ñubes nun anden muy lexos, comencipíamos a pisar flores, güei somos un puñaín; Victor, Jordi, Cundi, Conchi, Mª Jose, Ana V, Pilar, Juan y Ana B.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUE0ZCxKbrI/AAAAAAAAJ2A/FqC9fUdDdKE/s1600/IMG_4679.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUE0ZCxKbrI/AAAAAAAAJ2A/FqC9fUdDdKE/s400/IMG_4679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566788219251093170" border="0" /></a>Entamamos a subir pel valle Valverde, caleyamos a la vera'l ríu pa finar cruciándolu y siguir pel arroyu Meruquil arriba. A cambiu de bonos goterones de sudu ganamos altor.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUE0VlAcRLI/AAAAAAAAJ14/YdeK4WG8vJA/s1600/IMG_4685.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUE0VlAcRLI/AAAAAAAAJ14/YdeK4WG8vJA/s400/IMG_4685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566788159722505394" border="0" /></a>El cielu nun tien el color apropiáu lo que ye enforma esmolecedor.<br />Topamos con un solitariu montañeru que nos entruga pol camín.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUE0P8w2OzI/AAAAAAAAJ1w/j5fcvbuFnlg/s1600/IMG_4687.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUE0P8w2OzI/AAAAAAAAJ1w/j5fcvbuFnlg/s400/IMG_4687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566788063020333874" border="0" /></a>Nosotros tamos pel valle Congostu y tá tentándonos el picu Congostu, p'allá nos empobinamos, acomodaos nel colláu (1968) la xente d'alantre tuerce pa la drecha.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUE0LJgtGjI/AAAAAAAAJ1o/orPjNjpWEZI/s1600/IMG_4692.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUE0LJgtGjI/AAAAAAAAJ1o/orPjNjpWEZI/s400/IMG_4692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566787980542941746" border="0" /></a>Enfilen pal oxetivu primigeniu, siguimoslos ensin conocer muy bien el motivu desti cambiu radical.<br />El cielu nun presaxia na bono.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUE0GZKb2CI/AAAAAAAAJ1g/jt3TPvAwoAI/s1600/IMG_4699.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUE0GZKb2CI/AAAAAAAAJ1g/jt3TPvAwoAI/s400/IMG_4699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566787898845157410" border="0" /></a>Llegaos a los pies del picu (2068) y mentanto dalgunos dan-y perbien a la parpayuela, propóngome atayar a los que ya tan allá arribona, ni de coña lo consigo. Ya pente la borrina dexamos la tarxeta nel buzón de Peña Orniz (2191).<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUEz3ybPXsI/AAAAAAAAJ1Y/brPIyjcL_aU/s1600/IMG_4701.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUEz3ybPXsI/AAAAAAAAJ1Y/brPIyjcL_aU/s400/IMG_4701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566787647928491714" border="0" /></a>Son les 14:00, les ablucantes vistes col Llagu'l Valle allá abaxo y el bocadillu allá arribona na mano, faciendo de visera, la borrina esmórese coles gufies que dan algunos según van llegando.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUEzyH9tvQI/AAAAAAAAJ1Q/wIgcr6y1bZI/s1600/IMG_4709.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUEzyH9tvQI/AAAAAAAAJ1Q/wIgcr6y1bZI/s400/IMG_4709.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566787550631017730" border="0" /></a>La troná oyese ca vez más ceo, tiramonos p'abaxo dexando la Torre Orniz ente la borrina y los rayos pa meyor ocasión.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUEztCBSAAI/AAAAAAAAJ1I/Aad3QYKwdTs/s1600/IMG_4711.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUEztCBSAAI/AAAAAAAAJ1I/Aad3QYKwdTs/s400/IMG_4711.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566787463136018434" border="0" /></a>Baxamos hasta la Llaguna Congostu (1955) con ñeve na oriella, ensin parar siguimos darreu baxando hasta dar nel arroyu Meruquil y pel ya conociu camín de la mañana dar en Torrestio.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUEzpa9KmUI/AAAAAAAAJ1A/25sazyjl1zg/s1600/IMG_4715.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUEzpa9KmUI/AAAAAAAAJ1A/25sazyjl1zg/s400/IMG_4715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566787401110165826" border="0" /></a>La ñube nun nos pillo esta vegada, equi el sol calez perbien, camudámonos y refrescamos el gargüelu nel chigre del llugar.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUEzju314NI/AAAAAAAAJ04/BCf0QRIuSHM/s1600/IMG_4724.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUEzju314NI/AAAAAAAAJ04/BCf0QRIuSHM/s400/IMG_4724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566787303377330386" border="0" /></a>Fuerón 17 km. en 7 hores y 858 m. d'ascensu pa llegar a los 2191 del cumal.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUEzevAhEsI/AAAAAAAAJ0w/KT8lt-O8nhs/s1600/IMG_4726.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUEzevAhEsI/AAAAAAAAJ0w/KT8lt-O8nhs/s400/IMG_4726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566787217514369730" border="0" /></a>Entovía son les 17:00 lo que conduz a cabilaciones varies, la más recurrente ye onde merendar.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUEzaVe6IfI/AAAAAAAAJ0o/fv3HScs8iyE/s1600/IMG_4727.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUEzaVe6IfI/AAAAAAAAJ0o/fv3HScs8iyE/s400/IMG_4727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566787141943042546" border="0" /></a>Que meyor sitiu qu'el pueblín, a los merenderos de Xixón nos diriximos, un poco puercos -ee solo un poco- y goliendo a sudu dexáronnos presto una mesa pa fartucanos de tortiella (ye mentira, ye perdificil) y de sidra, esto ya ye imposible del too.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUEzU8zFaDI/AAAAAAAAJ0g/rNgP4W8glr8/s1600/IMG_4731.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TUEzU8zFaDI/AAAAAAAAJ0g/rNgP4W8glr8/s400/IMG_4731.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566787049417435186" border="0" /></a>cundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12845605336912253802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612858683492234954.post-2067226080357573432010-06-25T12:43:00.000+02:002011-01-11T21:09:09.882+01:0025-06-2010 Cornón de Busmore<div style="text-align: center;">COLLAU SAN ANTON-LLAGUNES DE FASGUEU-CORNON DE BUSMORE-PUERTU VALDEPRAU<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSr0onpFUzI/AAAAAAAAJzA/3c5_mtPLMX8/s1600/IMG_4592.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSr0onpFUzI/AAAAAAAAJzA/3c5_mtPLMX8/s400/IMG_4592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560525668615541554" border="0" /></a>Güei que dan tormentes vespertines colamos Juan Carlos, Riestra y Yo pa tierres de Degaña, en Villablino mentanto tomamos el café entama a llover con ganes, inda nun empecipíamos y ya anda equivocáu l'home del tiempu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSr0ikVUlCI/AAAAAAAAJy4/0mQlmq0B4s8/s1600/IMG_4603.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSr0ikVUlCI/AAAAAAAAJy4/0mQlmq0B4s8/s400/IMG_4603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560525564648133666" border="0" /></a>Llegamos al Puertu Valdepráu y princípien los problemes, vamos p'Asturies, baxamos un trozu per una pista que nun yera, hai que remontala, media hora dempués volvemos a tar nel Colláu San Antón (1345).<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSr0byXRfsI/AAAAAAAAJyw/KVQysRWbieA/s1600/IMG_4606.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSr0byXRfsI/AAAAAAAAJyw/KVQysRWbieA/s400/IMG_4606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560525448155332290" border="0" /></a>Agora colamos pa tierres Lleoneses, enseguía xiramos a la mandrecha per un camín qu'enseguía s'engafa, estrechu y pindiu ponse'l condenau.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSr0Tq21rqI/AAAAAAAAJyo/eQv29xGAjM0/s1600/IMG_4611.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSr0Tq21rqI/AAAAAAAAJyo/eQv29xGAjM0/s400/IMG_4611.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560525308701290146" border="0" /></a>El malditu camín xunto a la chorna que presaía la nube fai qu'a los Praizales (1400) lleguemos sudando abondo. Siguimos sudando pa ganar altor.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSr0MxfO3QI/AAAAAAAAJyg/Ul0kojj0Idw/s1600/IMG_4612.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSr0MxfO3QI/AAAAAAAAJyg/Ul0kojj0Idw/s400/IMG_4612.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560525190222241026" border="0" /></a>Agora topamos unos finxos xigantes, paez mal nun face-yos casu anque nos lleven p'abaxo, ya güeyamos Degaña, asina que media vuelta, el recuestu coxonudu, nun se fai más llevaderu chando pestes y maldiciendo, digo-voslo yo.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSr0GRzNDvI/AAAAAAAAJyY/DNlBEJPKjIg/s1600/IMG_4617.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSr0GRzNDvI/AAAAAAAAJyY/DNlBEJPKjIg/s400/IMG_4617.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560525078636859122" border="0" /></a>Agora, ya tocaba, coyemos el bon senderu, nun dexá de ser pindiu y retorciu pero da con nuesos güesos nes Llagunes de Fasgueu (1780), un descansín y ná siguiente un descansu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSrz-GzYqfI/AAAAAAAAJyQ/EdsPPMij4PY/s1600/IMG_4622.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSrz-GzYqfI/AAAAAAAAJyQ/EdsPPMij4PY/s400/IMG_4622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560524938245876210" border="0" /></a>Algamamos el cordal col pensamientu puestu nel acidentáu coche y que col aire de la cumbrera les mosques cuelen de paseo, ná, les puñeteres mosques deben ser trasgéniques y aguanten meyor que nosotros el nun poco molestu aire.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSrzpzyhoxI/AAAAAAAAJyI/-fyTWcBJGGU/s1600/IMG_4626.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSrzpzyhoxI/AAAAAAAAJyI/-fyTWcBJGGU/s400/IMG_4626.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560524589544612626" border="0" /></a>Encumámonos nel Cornón o Alcornón de Busmore (1934) ablucantes vistes tapecíes poles xigantes mosques, facer apriesa unes semeyes y tiranos p'abaxo tras güeyar un montón de cumales y al cielu, que ta dexando de ser azul.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSrzizIiNPI/AAAAAAAAJyA/CeZgUxXDwqE/s1600/IMG_4630.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSrzizIiNPI/AAAAAAAAJyA/CeZgUxXDwqE/s400/IMG_4630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560524469109404914" border="0" /></a>De nuevu nes Llagunes y oyendo de lluende tronar siguimos baxando, paramonos a xintar nuna campera, el sol ya tenía pesllao.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSrzSBihKBI/AAAAAAAAJx4/c3fUuduBOzY/s1600/IMG_4635.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSrzSBihKBI/AAAAAAAAJx4/c3fUuduBOzY/s400/IMG_4635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560524180918708242" border="0" /></a>Los truenos ca vez más siguios y más ceo, casi que nos diben marcando'l camín.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSrys5IOfbI/AAAAAAAAJxw/iGgBHncOJ_Q/s1600/IMG_4638.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSrys5IOfbI/AAAAAAAAJxw/iGgBHncOJ_Q/s400/IMG_4638.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560523543005789618" border="0" /></a>Casi qu'a la carrera llegamos al coche a la par que la tormenta, mentando reparábemos la rueda entamen a cayer rayos y truenos y agua, muncha agua, oscureciose del too y nun yeren más de les tres.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSryl2jb5WI/AAAAAAAAJxo/RO7gCJm-4IA/s1600/IMG_4640.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSryl2jb5WI/AAAAAAAAJxo/RO7gCJm-4IA/s400/IMG_4640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560523422055523682" border="0" /></a>Llogramos baxar a Zarréu, entrugamos por un taller y el más cercanu en Caboalles, en casa dios...y yo con esta rueda.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSryEhEZKDI/AAAAAAAAJxg/FXz3YO-g-FY/s1600/IMG_4641.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSryEhEZKDI/AAAAAAAAJxg/FXz3YO-g-FY/s400/IMG_4641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560522849352493106" border="0" /></a>Esperamos pacientemente, que remediu, pela grúa, dexonos en Villablino, tras camudar de rueda colamos pa casa.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSrxWfdT4gI/AAAAAAAAJxY/DSzg6ffrC1k/s1600/IMG_4643.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSrxWfdT4gI/AAAAAAAAJxY/DSzg6ffrC1k/s400/IMG_4643.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560522058646151682" border="0" /></a>Vienres y xugando España podía tar ensin coche 15 díes, nun fue asina, asina y too ficimos 10 km. en 4 hores y media y un desnivel de 775 metros.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSrxLEt8luI/AAAAAAAAJxQ/9RZT92DgiR8/s1600/IMG_4646.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSrxLEt8luI/AAAAAAAAJxQ/9RZT92DgiR8/s400/IMG_4646.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560521862489609954" border="0" /></a>cundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12845605336912253802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612858683492234954.post-11977392504043649032010-06-13T20:22:00.002+02:002011-01-10T11:37:47.447+01:0013-06-2010 Cabeza Redondu<div style="text-align: center;">TIELVE-VALFRIU-TORDIN-CABEZA REDONDU-TIELVE<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSN1gctS5bI/AAAAAAAAJvg/EzqUIihQUJI/s1600/IMG_4500.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSN1gctS5bI/AAAAAAAAJvg/EzqUIihQUJI/s400/IMG_4500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558415565427762610" border="0" /></a>Tres dellos intentos d'anular esta salida p'alendar aire sanu, los coxones sanu nun resultó na, al calor y el mugor xuntose la borrina qu'amollecía los güesos.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSN1ZkvmXdI/AAAAAAAAJvY/gv4Ypcts1dU/s1600/IMG_4522.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSN1ZkvmXdI/AAAAAAAAJvY/gv4Ypcts1dU/s400/IMG_4522.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558415447325826514" border="0" /></a>En fin apaecimos unos pocos, Josito, Pilar, Ana V, Conchi, Juan, Mª Jose y Yo... anque'n Montevil llovía en Viesques nun yera pa tanto.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSN1P0iz6VI/AAAAAAAAJvQ/3gEfsdP0MG0/s1600/IMG_4523.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSN1P0iz6VI/AAAAAAAAJvQ/3gEfsdP0MG0/s400/IMG_4523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558415279768463698" border="0" /></a>Colamos pa Cangues, dificil d'aparcar como casi siempre... y los chigres entovía trancaos, ye'l patrón de la llocalidad y si Dios nun madruga nun va llevantase la plebe.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSN1EcwX62I/AAAAAAAAJvI/KWQ5he9j4Gk/s1600/IMG_4524.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSN1EcwX62I/AAAAAAAAJvI/KWQ5he9j4Gk/s400/IMG_4524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558415084404337506" border="0" /></a>Topamos un sitiu pa tomar un café, ensin pinchu nel estómadu tiramos pa Tielve, un poco más ceo que Sotu Sajambre destinu primigeniu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSN09uqRE0I/AAAAAAAAJvA/CQTfP664xpk/s1600/IMG_4526.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSN09uqRE0I/AAAAAAAAJvA/CQTfP664xpk/s400/IMG_4526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558414968951477058" border="0" /></a>En Tielve (700) tamién cayía agua, pero poca, asina qu'entamamos a caleyar pela pindia y esnidiosa pista, aína la primer parada, apenes 500 m. y estes muyeres ya entamen a quitase ropa, aprovechamos pa facer unes semeyes y guardar el paragües.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSN02Vj-lTI/AAAAAAAAJu4/3bzSC-7sbNQ/s1600/IMG_4529.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSN02Vj-lTI/AAAAAAAAJu4/3bzSC-7sbNQ/s400/IMG_4529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558414841955128626" border="0" /></a>Siguimos pel camín refugando'l formigón, pembaxo de nós la carretera a Sotres percima un llurdiu ablancazáu que llega hasta l'infinitu, anque nun veamos más alla de la punta les ñaples.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSN0wGB88zI/AAAAAAAAJuw/Lm0kOl9fyZc/s1600/IMG_4542.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSN0wGB88zI/AAAAAAAAJuw/Lm0kOl9fyZc/s400/IMG_4542.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558414734706668338" border="0" /></a>De nuevu nel formigón, agora cubiertu por una llámina d'agua, chapotiando llegamos al Mayau Valfríu, tamos de parola con Kili, cayímos-y perbien, indiconos el camín, paecímos-y espertos, si supiera bien...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSN0nGajF8I/AAAAAAAAJuo/00Bdlow8Kfk/s1600/IMG_4544.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSN0nGajF8I/AAAAAAAAJuo/00Bdlow8Kfk/s400/IMG_4544.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558414580191008706" border="0" /></a>Entamamos a esguilar, casi a tientes hasta algamar el Mayau Entrejanu (1180), una paradina pa picar daqué, falar un poco y sobremanera entruganos si merez la pena siguir.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSN0gZAcSnI/AAAAAAAAJug/RhljR_fKQmE/s1600/IMG_4546.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSN0gZAcSnI/AAAAAAAAJug/RhljR_fKQmE/s400/IMG_4546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558414464922700402" border="0" /></a>Coles fuerces repuestes coyemos la empedrá Senda del Caoru, tenía que ser la senda, un ríu nun pue dir tan arribona.<br />Llegamos al Collau Posadoriu (1225) y como nun atisbamos a ver ná siguimos subiendo hasta dar col precipiciu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSN0YqKIwyI/AAAAAAAAJuY/Dqh-4SaGKYk/s1600/IMG_4547.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSN0YqKIwyI/AAAAAAAAJuY/Dqh-4SaGKYk/s400/IMG_4547.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558414332087812898" border="0" /></a>En casa calentín y sobremanera secu, el gps y los mapas dicen que tuvimos empericotaos nel Cabeza Redondu (1328). Unes semeyes al grupín de collacios, solo primeros planos, ye tontá apuntar más lexos. Ya decidíos a tornar a ver si atopamos el camín a la primera.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSN0S7dYvMI/AAAAAAAAJuQ/txpU7GCSbu0/s1600/IMG_4553.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSN0S7dYvMI/AAAAAAAAJuQ/txpU7GCSbu0/s400/IMG_4553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558414233652739266" border="0" /></a>¡Güei xintamos nel chigre! agora si que pasamos a tientes pel Mayáu Tordin, óyense les botes chapotiar nel agua, xuraría que vamos pela campera.<br />Atisbando'l meyor llugar pa tirase abaxo llegamos a la carrera a Valfríu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSN0FjmFszI/AAAAAAAAJuI/uiUXhRxlF24/s1600/IMG_4572.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSN0FjmFszI/AAAAAAAAJuI/uiUXhRxlF24/s400/IMG_4572.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558414003908490034" border="0" /></a>Tamos otro poco de parola con Kili, entereme díes dempués un poco de sos andances, convidábenos a unes sidres pero nun teníemos tiempu.<br />Otra vegada pel inundáu formigón hasta dar col camín que nos dexá na pista que nos conduz al pueblu que...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSN0B5-7sII/AAAAAAAAJuA/QfCcubNPl5g/s1600/IMG_4575.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSN0B5-7sII/AAAAAAAAJuA/QfCcubNPl5g/s400/IMG_4575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558413941198794882" border="0" /></a>En llavándonos perbien, camudaos y delles arumaes, entramos nel chigre, yera un poco tardi pero atendieronnos perbién y fartucaronnos guapamente, lo de costume tres destos esfuercios: fabes, tortos, cabritu y llambionaes, munches llambionaes.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSNz6fe012I/AAAAAAAAJt4/jYEBiqFQxCY/s1600/IMG_4580.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSNz6fe012I/AAAAAAAAJt4/jYEBiqFQxCY/s400/IMG_4580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558413813825722210" border="0" /></a>Traca final a una xornada na qu'escontra toles previsiones nun nos moyamos, caleyamos 5 hores y ficimos 9 km. y 666 metros de desnivel.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSNzyOIKBwI/AAAAAAAAJtw/d_bDmOZgP1U/s1600/IMG_4585.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSNzyOIKBwI/AAAAAAAAJtw/d_bDmOZgP1U/s400/IMG_4585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558413671728285442" border="0" /></a>De camín a casa los mios pasaxeros xurarón y perxurarón güeyar un osu, col frenazu y los glayíos de la copiloto el osu nun espero a que lu viera y muncho menos a que lu retratara.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSNzq1g0ybI/AAAAAAAAJto/rg4m99zeoiA/s1600/IMG_4591.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSNzq1g0ybI/AAAAAAAAJto/rg4m99zeoiA/s400/IMG_4591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558413544861780402" border="0" /></a>cundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12845605336912253802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612858683492234954.post-87261463255059597732010-06-08T17:47:00.000+02:002011-01-04T14:21:59.090+01:0008-06-2010 La Xistra<div style="text-align: center;">MANANTIAL DE CODE-CUETU VIRTUDES-PICU LA XISTRA-MINES DE TEXEU-L.LAMO<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH_O4jJ05I/AAAAAAAAJrs/0zHjwXXHXec/s1600/IMG_4450.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH_O4jJ05I/AAAAAAAAJrs/0zHjwXXHXec/s400/IMG_4450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558004046314984338" border="0" /></a>A les 8 llega'l tren, de nuevu colamos pa Riosa, el coche aparcau na vera'l Manantial de Code (630), el día murniu y amenazaor.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH_Dzicu8I/AAAAAAAAJrk/12bOY82aY2c/s1600/IMG_4453.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH_Dzicu8I/AAAAAAAAJrk/12bOY82aY2c/s400/IMG_4453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558003855991290818" border="0" /></a>A les 9:15 adientrámonos na espesura del monte, ta tan escuro que paez de nueche, hai senderos pa tolos llaos, casi a gates andamos y desandamos hasta dar col senderu bonu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH-9jwHcGI/AAAAAAAAJrc/bl4ZmrQdL-Q/s1600/IMG_4456.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH-9jwHcGI/AAAAAAAAJrc/bl4ZmrQdL-Q/s400/IMG_4456.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558003748674433122" border="0" /></a>Salimos per una portiella a una pista, vamos a la manzorga pa enseguía siguir per una pindia campera p'arriba, el mugor fainos char goterones de sudu, tamos na L.lampa Cimera (750) unos burros dannos la bienvenía.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH-5jade3I/AAAAAAAAJrU/EAP8uM2qkME/s1600/IMG_4457.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH-5jade3I/AAAAAAAAJrU/EAP8uM2qkME/s400/IMG_4457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558003679864126322" border="0" /></a>Hai una bona fuente, enfocamos el Cuetu Virtudes, namás pasar otra fuente el senderu entama a retorcese, nun güeyamos p'atrás pola medrana a cayer de la paré y sobre too porque la borrina nun dexa ver ná.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH-0IrFz7I/AAAAAAAAJrM/qMZC5f-zsqo/s1600/IMG_4459.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH-0IrFz7I/AAAAAAAAJrM/qMZC5f-zsqo/s400/IMG_4459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558003586786774962" border="0" /></a>Paez qu'el día quier abrir, unes poques de semeyes enantes de metenos na biesca La Muena (1300), ¡Dios! fizose la nueche, cuando salimos ta lloviendo y una sabanona blanca tapezlo too.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH-wWMTDsI/AAAAAAAAJrE/Nb2yczCpfEQ/s1600/IMG_4460.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH-wWMTDsI/AAAAAAAAJrE/Nb2yczCpfEQ/s400/IMG_4460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558003521696239298" border="0" /></a>Algamamos la portiella que pieslla esti camín, ye un dicir, la probe portiella anda estrociá pel suelu.<br />Tira l'airucu fríu, vamos peles camperes llenes de vaques aguantando'l frío hasta dicir basta... col forru y el gorru en su sitiu ya ye otru cantar. Agora toca facer lo mesmo col paragües.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH-sjhFbyI/AAAAAAAAJq8/AfuCspxqveY/s1600/IMG_4463.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH-sjhFbyI/AAAAAAAAJq8/AfuCspxqveY/s400/IMG_4463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558003456553611042" border="0" /></a>Poco enantes d'empericotanos na Xistra, cuando ya se güeya y ya nun cabe posibilidá de perdese, dalgún desasnau pintó una llínea casi que continua de verde fosforitu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH-pOdWdZI/AAAAAAAAJq0/48kuYfliWU0/s1600/IMG_4465.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH-pOdWdZI/AAAAAAAAJq0/48kuYfliWU0/s400/IMG_4465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558003399361197458" border="0" /></a>Meyor nun sacara la testa del calderu, asina reconoceriemos-y toos el méritu que tien el ser marcianu o el ser él tontu del bote.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH-kQGkJPI/AAAAAAAAJqs/5Y97kqZQ3OM/s1600/IMG_4469.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH-kQGkJPI/AAAAAAAAJqs/5Y97kqZQ3OM/s400/IMG_4469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558003313903150322" border="0" /></a>A les 12:15 col paragües na mano nel cumal La Xistra (1766), apenes s'atisben les antenes del cercanu Gamoniteiru. Una tarxetina pal buzón y vuelta pel mismu sitiu, agora abrazando'l L.lagu L.lazaradin pela manzorga.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH-esDWAAI/AAAAAAAAJqk/zzuRIbdGBgE/s1600/IMG_4475.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH-esDWAAI/AAAAAAAAJqk/zzuRIbdGBgE/s400/IMG_4475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558003218326618114" border="0" /></a>Siguimos baxando contra la drecha y xusto cuando más necesitabemos un poco de visibilidá damonos de bruces cola borrina que subía a toa hostia.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH-ZWNSq3I/AAAAAAAAJqc/u9XINmoXWkU/s1600/IMG_4477.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH-ZWNSq3I/AAAAAAAAJqc/u9XINmoXWkU/s400/IMG_4477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558003126563416946" border="0" /></a>D'equi nun baxais equina vos quedais, que si que non, que sacamos l'aparatu... a ver saca-ylu... y fizonos sacalu la bien condergada.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH-UaBn6JI/AAAAAAAAJqU/9AxWsIfY6ok/s1600/IMG_4479.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH-UaBn6JI/AAAAAAAAJqU/9AxWsIfY6ok/s400/IMG_4479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558003041688873106" border="0" /></a>Media hora dempués y cola ayuda del gps damos col senderu ya desaparecíu na mayoría los tramos. Siempre perriba la biesca y a la drecha... que fácil ye dende casa.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH-QHrTe2I/AAAAAAAAJqM/3NF72yh7wAI/s1600/IMG_4480.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH-QHrTe2I/AAAAAAAAJqM/3NF72yh7wAI/s400/IMG_4480.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558002968043944802" border="0" /></a>A ciegues campera abaxo, resbaliando pente les piedres y topetando nel barro.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH-KfUQJVI/AAAAAAAAJqE/tXGZjBkAY8Y/s1600/IMG_4481.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH-KfUQJVI/AAAAAAAAJqE/tXGZjBkAY8Y/s400/IMG_4481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558002871310493010" border="0" /></a>Como paxarinos, empapaos y acariciaos abondo polos artos y d'alguna ortiga damos coles tapiaes bocamines de Texeu (1100), asina que darreu p'abaxo hasta les mines de Rioseco (730).<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH-FMHG_PI/AAAAAAAAJp8/zhvJuvyb34w/s1600/IMG_4484.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH-FMHG_PI/AAAAAAAAJp8/zhvJuvyb34w/s400/IMG_4484.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558002780255747314" border="0" /></a>Les obres paraes, va 5 díes que tuvimos equí, en 5 díes tapiarón toles cases menos una, entramos nella pa xintar y sotechanos un ratu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH-A5_mNQI/AAAAAAAAJp0/lerQfLEOG4Q/s1600/IMG_4487.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH-A5_mNQI/AAAAAAAAJp0/lerQfLEOG4Q/s400/IMG_4487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558002706672923906" border="0" /></a>De nuevu a l'agua, coyemos la pista de formigón que nos dexa nel cercanu L.lamo (555), sotechaos nel llavaderu quitando la folla de les botes... y de les pates mentanto esperamos pel taxi.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH97JGs8nI/AAAAAAAAJps/PxlpXgdG9kU/s1600/IMG_4492.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH97JGs8nI/AAAAAAAAJps/PxlpXgdG9kU/s400/IMG_4492.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558002607650042482" border="0" /></a>Y falando con un paisanu, antigüu mineru nestes mines de cobre, 4000 pesetes cobraba nel 56 cuando pesllarón y charonlos a andar.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH92Ah6JJI/AAAAAAAAJpk/7FByjX7KMWw/s1600/IMG_4494.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH92Ah6JJI/AAAAAAAAJpk/7FByjX7KMWw/s400/IMG_4494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558002519448888466" border="0" /></a>En percorriendo 14 km. subimos 1250 m. en 7 hores y media, quitamos les botes y tiramos pa casa, non ensin antes tomar daqué caliente na Foz de Morcín.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH9vMEye8I/AAAAAAAAJpc/5EmPvc64lLo/s1600/IMG_4495.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TSH9vMEye8I/AAAAAAAAJpc/5EmPvc64lLo/s400/IMG_4495.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558002402288892866" border="0" /></a>cundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12845605336912253802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612858683492234954.post-45666144320590874362010-06-03T10:20:00.001+02:002011-01-04T14:27:18.104+01:0003-06-2010 Ruta L'Agua<div style="text-align: center;">LA VEGA-SAN ADRIANO-MINES RIOSECO-FUEYOS-POLA L.LENA<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2iES4uxJI/AAAAAAAAJiA/L6RAmfY91D8/s1600/IMG_6313.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2iES4uxJI/AAAAAAAAJiA/L6RAmfY91D8/s400/IMG_6313.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556775709918020754" border="0" /></a>Nel tren hasta Uvieu pa coyer la llínea a Riosa, pocos viaxeros nesti autobus, hasta La Vega (340) llegamos Riestra y Yo, al lláu l'ayuntamientu nos posamos.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2iApSnTFI/AAAAAAAAJh4/hwCqPVQUiKY/s1600/IMG_6317.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2iApSnTFI/AAAAAAAAJh4/hwCqPVQUiKY/s400/IMG_6317.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556775647212686418" border="0" /></a>Apenes son les 8:30, col día cubiertu colamos carretera arriba, a Muriel.los podeis llegar siguiendo los goterones de sudor qu'abondo dexamos nel asfaltu. Poner los pantalones curtíos y ¡a pata descubierta! entamar a intimar coles prestoses ortigues.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2h8y72iOI/AAAAAAAAJhw/dDuKI-Y2TOM/s1600/IMG_6322.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2h8y72iOI/AAAAAAAAJhw/dDuKI-Y2TOM/s400/IMG_6322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556775581082093794" border="0" /></a>El mugor del suelu y l'agua qu'hai nes cañes de los árboles amás del sudu, tal paez que temos dientro un fornu. Vamos adulces, dende l'estrenu de xuru que naide repasó la ruta, ye costume xeneralizada, igual va escontra'l drechu consuetudinariu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2h4dYHp7I/AAAAAAAAJho/2is-RjCLMc8/s1600/IMG_6339.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2h4dYHp7I/AAAAAAAAJho/2is-RjCLMc8/s400/IMG_6339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556775506575599538" border="0" /></a>Saltando portielles pesllaes, cualesquier día damos cuna portiella blindá, y tornando llamuergues vamos siguiento les tapes de les arquetes, el día ta abriendo, llorienzu regalanos los primeros rellugos del día.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2hzRtVSmI/AAAAAAAAJhg/6QeMW8vnUD8/s1600/IMG_6348.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2hzRtVSmI/AAAAAAAAJhg/6QeMW8vnUD8/s400/IMG_6348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556775417544002146" border="0" /></a>Ensin querelo tamos na carretera, un enigmáticu llavaderu perbaxo y una capiella perriba, decidimos visitalo too, abandonamos la inseñalizá ruta p'algamar San Adriano (600) l'únicu habitante diznos que meyor pela carretera o per otru camín, a esto si que-y ponemos meyor cara.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2htchQf4I/AAAAAAAAJhY/gNnjSrm7HoE/s1600/IMG_6351.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2htchQf4I/AAAAAAAAJhY/gNnjSrm7HoE/s400/IMG_6351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556775317366931330" border="0" /></a>Siguimos el camín indicáu, finamos igual d'embarraos. Nes Tixeres (580) vuelven a dicinos "meyor pela carretera" siguimos la Ruta L'Agua pa dar nes mines de Rioseco, tan en fase de rehabilitación, despilfarru de dineru públicu, auguro al añu tantos visitantes como convidaos el día la inauguración.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2hoQ7r4HI/AAAAAAAAJhQ/uizvIX8DoSY/s1600/IMG_6355.CR2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2hoQ7r4HI/AAAAAAAAJhQ/uizvIX8DoSY/s400/IMG_6355.CR2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556775228357206130" border="0" /></a>Tal desbrozaura en metá tantu verde la verdá qu'acorvia, na de impautu embiental qu'entovía ta n'0bres. Damos una vueltuca peles instalaciones, el sol calienta perbien. Siguimos col nuesu plan.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2hkuvEAUI/AAAAAAAAJhI/uIHqWFby2Pg/s1600/IMG_6358.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2hkuvEAUI/AAAAAAAAJhI/uIHqWFby2Pg/s400/IMG_6358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556775167637848386" border="0" /></a>Pista arriba hasta alcontriar l'asfaltu, na Mesta (860) damos cola carretera, hai que subir más, casi hasta L'Alto la Segá.<br />Mentanto Riestra va estudiar la carretera yo túmbome un ratu al sol.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2hgs2UCMI/AAAAAAAAJhA/uBDFmIy07RQ/s1600/IMG_6359.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2hgs2UCMI/AAAAAAAAJhA/uBDFmIy07RQ/s400/IMG_6359.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556775098411911362" border="0" /></a>Ente baxar pela carretera o buscar un camín escoyemos la opción de l'aventura, baxamos per una pista hasta entruga-y a un paisanu, que nos echa pala drecha.<br />Xintanos debaxo una castañal y siguimos les indicaciones del paisanu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2hcrtdavI/AAAAAAAAJg4/WXyFoWZy_Ao/s1600/IMG_6364.CR2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2hcrtdavI/AAAAAAAAJg4/WXyFoWZy_Ao/s400/IMG_6364.CR2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556775029386865394" border="0" /></a>Tamos en metá la biesca, no nos casca'l sol, ye lo bono, barro abondo y la salía dificil d'atopar, vueltes y más vueltes... y más maera, rodíaos y vencios polos árboles.<br />Algamamos unos praos... ¡y un camín! tamos nel Venceyal y nel Trechuriu (458) topamos la carretera.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2hYp5hdVI/AAAAAAAAJgw/Yn6grIOijE4/s1600/IMG_6370.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2hYp5hdVI/AAAAAAAAJgw/Yn6grIOijE4/s400/IMG_6370.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556774960181114194" border="0" /></a>Alcontríamos un coche que baxaba, entrugamos si dibemos bien, respuenden: "xubir al coche" ensin pensalo diximos-yos que non, que siguiemos col caleyar, que meteura de pata.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2hUF2s4rI/AAAAAAAAJgo/uTeyCumyEEQ/s1600/IMG_6378.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2hUF2s4rI/AAAAAAAAJgo/uTeyCumyEEQ/s400/IMG_6378.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556774881786127026" border="0" /></a>El sol aprieta y l'asfaltu ayuda poco, subimos hasta Los Fueyos (510) pa baxar unos kilometros, mal medios, coño que llargos los ficierón, hasta Muñon Fondiru (320).<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2hQJrTsmI/AAAAAAAAJgg/aD-9pgFAwgE/s1600/IMG_6385.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2hQJrTsmI/AAAAAAAAJgg/aD-9pgFAwgE/s400/IMG_6385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556774814092604002" border="0" /></a>Na Barraca (300) xiramos a la drecha en busca del primer chigre abiertu, tamos na Pola, d'un tragu un vasu de sidra atarraquitau de cerveza y llimón, d'otru tragu la mesma cantidá d'agua.<br />Pola L.lena alantré, la estación de tren na otra esquina...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2hJy_q3iI/AAAAAAAAJgY/4ZCkZjENm4I/s1600/IMG_6401.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2hJy_q3iI/AAAAAAAAJgY/4ZCkZjENm4I/s400/IMG_6401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556774704924778018" border="0" /></a> Na estación taba'l tren como d'encargu, llegar nosotros y arrincar. Coles pates enllenes de barro y la camiseta sudá pasamos pela capital de camín a casa.<br />Suponíase una ruta enllano, pues subimos 720 metros y caleyamos 20 km. en 8 hores y media.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2g0M7VU3I/AAAAAAAAJgQ/bfXOPrh0r_Q/s1600/IMG_6432.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TR2g0M7VU3I/AAAAAAAAJgQ/bfXOPrh0r_Q/s400/IMG_6432.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556774333928788850" border="0" /></a>cundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12845605336912253802noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612858683492234954.post-54775365123881015502010-05-16T21:38:00.000+02:002010-12-20T13:26:18.429+01:0016-05-2010 Rasu<div style="text-align: center;">LES BEDULES-RASU-RECUENCU-LES BEDULES<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5zLlvArMI/AAAAAAAAJeg/4GVUKwxQkUk/s1600/IMG_3419.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5zLlvArMI/AAAAAAAAJeg/4GVUKwxQkUk/s400/IMG_3419.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552502033539443906" border="0" /></a>Quedamos en Xixón a les 8 y son les 8, apaez dalgún más de los que s'esperaben. Victor torna pa casa, güei nun nos va facer compaña.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5y9Ya0GUI/AAAAAAAAJeY/zZvmdJ4mH7k/s1600/IMG_3426.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5y9Ya0GUI/AAAAAAAAJeY/zZvmdJ4mH7k/s400/IMG_3426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552501789446904130" border="0" /></a>La xente ponse un poco nerviosa, nun se fia, nin muncho nin poco, nun se fia y eso que xuro y perxuro que nun van ser más de 600 metros de desnivel.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5y25d2i3I/AAAAAAAAJeQ/i7uLCpzXuls/s1600/IMG_3435.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5y25d2i3I/AAAAAAAAJeQ/i7uLCpzXuls/s400/IMG_3435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552501678058933106" border="0" /></a>Colamos, la primera parada bien ye afayaiza, una cafetería en Cangues, buen café, meyores pinchos...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5yvF1JixI/AAAAAAAAJeI/4WItXhhuBgU/s1600/IMG_3436.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5yvF1JixI/AAAAAAAAJeI/4WItXhhuBgU/s400/IMG_3436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552501543938919186" border="0" /></a>Darreu seguimos, pillamos un buen atascu, un rebañu ciclistes tiennos un ratiquín entreteníos, nun ye ná, enantes de San Xuan de Beleño atopamos una curia de vaques imposible d'atalantar.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5ylNlOToI/AAAAAAAAJeA/oXk2GSx487E/s1600/IMG_3444.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5ylNlOToI/AAAAAAAAJeA/oXk2GSx487E/s400/IMG_3444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552501374220914306" border="0" /></a> Dexennos pasar cuando dan cola cuadra, un cachu p'arriba de San Xuan coxemos una pista que nos dexa nes Bedules (1084). Tras unes semeyes, dicen que de salía, entamamos a emporcar les botes y ya puestos los pantalones tamién.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5yc_CbdnI/AAAAAAAAJd4/hN_3yNVe8KQ/s1600/IMG_3445.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5yc_CbdnI/AAAAAAAAJd4/hN_3yNVe8KQ/s400/IMG_3445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552501232877926002" border="0" /></a>Nes Biforcaderes (1200) xiramos a la drecha per una empina pista que nos dexa nel Colláu La Mota (1350).<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5yWykg5EI/AAAAAAAAJdw/yms-CY7QabY/s1600/IMG_3446.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5yWykg5EI/AAAAAAAAJdw/yms-CY7QabY/s400/IMG_3446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552501126452012098" border="0" /></a>Ya tamos emporcando la ñeve, llevamos to'l camín mirando de soslayu al gayasperu Tiatordos, tien puesta una ñube a modu de boina, asima de presumios son estos cumales.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5yNk_mMfI/AAAAAAAAJdo/VGzdjIslAyk/s1600/IMG_3453.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5yNk_mMfI/AAAAAAAAJdo/VGzdjIslAyk/s400/IMG_3453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552500968188686834" border="0" /></a>Más nidios muestrense'l Carriá y el Pierzu, imponentes, pero lo que más acoxona ye mirar pal Recuencu, allá arribona pretendemos llegar güei.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5yBWls8uI/AAAAAAAAJdg/wHlpfCX9JBE/s1600/IMG_3455.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5yBWls8uI/AAAAAAAAJdg/wHlpfCX9JBE/s400/IMG_3455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552500758163550946" border="0" /></a>La fueya ruta pon que tenemos que pasalu de toes toes, Gelu y dalgún que otru respiren al enterase que nun fai falta, va ser que non, ye ocional.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5x8XagQOI/AAAAAAAAJdY/b4AruWnniyY/s1600/IMG_3459.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5x8XagQOI/AAAAAAAAJdY/b4AruWnniyY/s400/IMG_3459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552500672485671138" border="0" /></a>Tras reagrupase, chucheries varies y tragos de llíquidos de colores inverosimiles.<br />Casi que to'l cielu ya ta azul, tiramos a la manzorga pente la solombra y la resbaliosa ñeve del suelu y los sabanones que nos cayen de les rames.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5xyK2337I/AAAAAAAAJdQ/UihdqdcSs8A/s1600/IMG_3464.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5xyK2337I/AAAAAAAAJdQ/UihdqdcSs8A/s400/IMG_3464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552500497316306866" border="0" /></a>Les vistes ampliense agora, los Picos d'Uropa paecen fantasmes na borrina.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5xp1epowI/AAAAAAAAJdI/v9pPLBERz14/s1600/IMG_3467.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5xp1epowI/AAAAAAAAJdI/v9pPLBERz14/s400/IMG_3467.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552500354138612482" border="0" /></a>Con no poco esfuerzu, les vistes xustifiquenlu de sobra, empericotamonos nel Picu Rasu (1613).<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5wLebGcsI/AAAAAAAAJc8/uCLfJUgW3jo/s1600/IMG_3468.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5wLebGcsI/AAAAAAAAJc8/uCLfJUgW3jo/s400/IMG_3468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552498733042004674" border="0" /></a>Tras un descansín na cume y la consabía ración de semeyes seguimos crestería alantre enterrandonos na fría ñeve, esquivando, y tirando si nun nos ven, boles de ñeve a cual más grande... peor que los rapacinos, igual de contentos.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5wD26u4OI/AAAAAAAAJc0/5wljClxZzzM/s1600/IMG_3471.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5wD26u4OI/AAAAAAAAJc0/5wljClxZzzM/s400/IMG_3471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552498602178175202" border="0" /></a>Apaeznos de frente'l Colláu Zorru, la muncha ñeve y el pocu tiempu aconseya dexalu pa otra vegada. Tiramonos monte abaxo esnidiando penta la ñeve, enantes d'algamar el Colláu Caldes (1400) desenterramos, miagaba como un gatín resultó ser una rana, ninguna quiso besala nun fuera ser verdá lo del principe.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5v0I19BFI/AAAAAAAAJcs/k5vzUhD5_r0/s1600/IMG_3472.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5v0I19BFI/AAAAAAAAJcs/k5vzUhD5_r0/s400/IMG_3472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552498332112061522" border="0" /></a>Nel colláu plántase la meta del grupu, ye hora de xintar y el Recuencu más que convidar ta amenaciando, vemos como arrenuncia un montañeru, empobinamosnos p'allá.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5vovBkcYI/AAAAAAAAJck/Cx4B-C69904/s1600/IMG_3483.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5vovBkcYI/AAAAAAAAJck/Cx4B-C69904/s400/IMG_3483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552498136202899842" border="0" /></a>Convencemos a unos pocos pa que tornen, nun diben muy convencios. Ye perdíficil siguir, un pasu p'allantre y unos metros p'abaxo, asina tamos cuando Josito entama a baxar, diz que ta muy mal, ya asusta cuando diz que ta bien... asina qu'eso y l'ádene que güeyamos nel Colláu Zorru ye motivu más que suficiente pa tornar y sentase a xintar.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5t5bixXfI/AAAAAAAAJcY/c5GZJFAKsqE/s1600/IMG_3486.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5t5bixXfI/AAAAAAAAJcY/c5GZJFAKsqE/s400/IMG_3486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552496224007970290" border="0" /></a>Jordi entovía sigue peles altures y Victor I. empericotose nel Recuencu, xintamos mentanto los más madrugaores nesti arte de llenar la panza deleitennos cuna sinfonía, un poco desafina, nun será por falta entrenamientu, nesti arte de la roncaera.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5tzHMVYAI/AAAAAAAAJcQ/7ZQ2YqGeFtk/s1600/IMG_3491.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5tzHMVYAI/AAAAAAAAJcQ/7ZQ2YqGeFtk/s400/IMG_3491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552496115465936898" border="0" /></a>Colamos p'abaxo, seguimos pente la ñeve, pasamos pel Escalín hasta dar nes Llampes, nel cruce suigimos pela pista limpía de ñeve y puerca de barro, ya tamos cerca d'algamar el braeru oxetivu del día... el coche.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5tuJBOMUI/AAAAAAAAJcI/pyCcCAhWq2I/s1600/IMG_3493.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5tuJBOMUI/AAAAAAAAJcI/pyCcCAhWq2I/s400/IMG_3493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552496030056853826" border="0" /></a>Y ya nel coche queanos elexir el chigre, baxamos per Viegu pa dar bona cuenta de la cerveza nel Puente Bidosa.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5tigONJLI/AAAAAAAAJcA/7tFBMqON7QI/s1600/IMG_3494.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5tigONJLI/AAAAAAAAJcA/7tFBMqON7QI/s400/IMG_3494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552495830126896306" border="0" /></a>Remenbrando los 12 km, les 6 hores, los 1400 metros de desnivel y esta segunda vegada qu'el Recuencu nos dexa ensin retratiar el so buzón, un poco de vagancia y un muncho de ñeve nun lo ficieron posible.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5tYeMoFTI/AAAAAAAAJb4/zCd_k6NI9XM/s1600/IMG_3496.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TQ5tYeMoFTI/AAAAAAAAJb4/zCd_k6NI9XM/s400/IMG_3496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552495657784710450" border="0" /></a>cundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12845605336912253802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612858683492234954.post-51959690322277236412010-05-01T09:14:00.000+02:002010-12-19T20:08:18.919+01:0001-05-2010 Xenra<div style="text-align: center;">VEGA TEON-VEGA TRAVIESES-VEGA ORANDI-PICU XENRA-CUADONGA<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEizrPLXbI/AAAAAAAAJZw/WIFGnVHbSaQ/s1600/IMG_3300.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEizrPLXbI/AAAAAAAAJZw/WIFGnVHbSaQ/s400/IMG_3300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535243688190107058" border="0" /></a>Güei pasen Ana y Hugo a buscame, quedamos na desviación a Corao colos de Xixón, Milin tamién va en coche. Tomamos un café mentanto llega l'autobus.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEiQx0-4zI/AAAAAAAAJZo/jjGFE_YsP7g/s1600/IMG_3303.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEiQx0-4zI/AAAAAAAAJZo/jjGFE_YsP7g/s400/IMG_3303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535243088663864114" border="0" /></a>Va repletu, baxa Jordi a recibinos y tiramos pa Cuadonga, la carretera a los Llagos cortá, menudu control, l'exercitu acoxona menos, menos mal que llevamos el permisu pa subir.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEhFkD1aZI/AAAAAAAAJZc/KoXZ4ths3jw/s1600/IMG_3307.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEhFkD1aZI/AAAAAAAAJZc/KoXZ4ths3jw/s400/IMG_3307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535241796477872530" border="0" /></a>El día ta murniu, amenaza agua, posasé del autobus y la solicitá semeya de salía, agora ya podemos entamar a caleyar, que guapo, ta too cuesta abaxo, de momentu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEgtRRs_JI/AAAAAAAAJZU/Kk-oRxumtJw/s1600/IMG_3308.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEgtRRs_JI/AAAAAAAAJZU/Kk-oRxumtJw/s400/IMG_3308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535241379118906514" border="0" /></a>De pronto tamos per mediu la Braña Fana (924), hay que tornar, pasamonos de frenada, unos metros p'atás y atopamos el senderu, ye seguir a la contra la renombrá ruta de la Reconquista, camín que dicin siguieron los moros fuxendo de les pedraes de los civilizaos cristianos, que lleciones da la hestoria, agora son los palestinos los que anden tolos díes coles piedres na mano.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEgnIEOI2I/AAAAAAAAJZM/LOR9wpE5QKI/s1600/IMG_3316.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEgnIEOI2I/AAAAAAAAJZM/LOR9wpE5QKI/s400/IMG_3316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535241273567224674" border="0" /></a>Subimos la cuesta les Porqueres p'algamar la Vega Fondos (894) y L'Aspra de Fana (998), reagrupaos pasamos el Colláu Sellón (936), na Vega Travieses facemos un altu pa xintar daqué...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEgbtLYt_I/AAAAAAAAJZE/MO7UEzotEGg/s1600/IMG_3320.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEgbtLYt_I/AAAAAAAAJZE/MO7UEzotEGg/s400/IMG_3320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535241077370959858" border="0" /></a>Los meniskinos, y dalgún grande, paez qu'anden de competición, los repechinos faen entrar en calor y el mugor fai dir con tientu nun arrastrar la cara pol suelu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEgWEFO4oI/AAAAAAAAJY8/YQ3pfShU53g/s1600/IMG_3327.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEgWEFO4oI/AAAAAAAAJY8/YQ3pfShU53g/s400/IMG_3327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535240980439949954" border="0" /></a>Otru reagrupamientu, el motivu esta vegada ye esi, reagrupase, ...y nun te tes quietu qu'enfries.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEgQWf5YHI/AAAAAAAAJY0/WwZx0Q_UBOo/s1600/IMG_3342.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEgQWf5YHI/AAAAAAAAJY0/WwZx0Q_UBOo/s400/IMG_3342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535240882304409714" border="0" /></a>Agora unos animalinos con cuernos faen que los meniskinos paren la so carrera por llegar enantes que naide, que bona llabor faen les vaques, el mundu al revés, les vaques faen de pastores.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEgKBkCTOI/AAAAAAAAJYs/nPNXaEQhd50/s1600/IMG_3354.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEgKBkCTOI/AAAAAAAAJYs/nPNXaEQhd50/s400/IMG_3354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535240773605412066" border="0" /></a>Atopamonos con ríu Mestes, un filín d'agua, dexamos el puente atrías y dudíamos si dir pela drecha o pela manzorga, un poco más alantre cruciamoslu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEf67IffaI/AAAAAAAAJYk/rGSc2iv6Q6M/s1600/IMG_3358.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEf67IffaI/AAAAAAAAJYk/rGSc2iv6Q6M/s400/IMG_3358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535240514181234082" border="0" /></a>Tras saltar una sebe damos na Vega Orandi (520)una pergüapa campera pero poco afayaiza, nun hai piedres y la yerba ta humeda pa posar la culera.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEfv50gBQI/AAAAAAAAJYc/d7VRCzG40Sc/s1600/IMG_3361.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEfv50gBQI/AAAAAAAAJYc/d7VRCzG40Sc/s400/IMG_3361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535240324850386178" border="0" /></a>Alcontríamos posaeres onde xintar seliquinamente, asomomonos a la cueva, vemos desapaecer el ríu, que apaez maxicamente na Cueva de Cuadonga, atractivu turísticu bien asentáu, na meyor que meter a los curas por medio.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEdsOZPEnI/AAAAAAAAJYQ/_YNvqOodniI/s1600/IMG_3367.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEdsOZPEnI/AAAAAAAAJYQ/_YNvqOodniI/s400/IMG_3367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535238062630441586" border="0" /></a>Tras un buen ratu dividimonos, pa un lláu l'esclusivu grupu que va en busca duna sidra bien fresca y pal otru los sufriores, a sudar, a empericotase nalgún cumal.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEdlbgFR8I/AAAAAAAAJYI/3OKZBqBJ27A/s1600/IMG_3368.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEdlbgFR8I/AAAAAAAAJYI/3OKZBqBJ27A/s400/IMG_3368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535237945889736642" border="0" /></a>Adientrámonos na biesca, los goterones de sudu ayuden a amugar el resbalosu suelu, les argomes faen que los pasos sean más áxiles. Coxemonos a la cruz que remata esti cumal, Peña Xenra (756), buenes güeyaes anque'l día nun tenga la visibilidad que merez l'esfuerzu fechu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEdVPHzooI/AAAAAAAAJYA/slRNv34OoS4/s1600/IMG_3374.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEdVPHzooI/AAAAAAAAJYA/slRNv34OoS4/s400/IMG_3374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535237667688784514" border="0" /></a>Tras d'una bona ración de semeyes otra vegada saltando pente los gorbizos, vuelta a la Vega d'Orandi, a la cueva, y llargu ratu asemeyandose.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEc7NGTMOI/AAAAAAAAJX4/ZQgMd6DfCt8/s1600/IMG_3378.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEc7NGTMOI/AAAAAAAAJX4/ZQgMd6DfCt8/s400/IMG_3378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535237220468994274" border="0" /></a>Dexámoslos dientro la cueva, bien pensamos que garrarén el camín más curtiu y apaecieran na Cueva asustando a los turistes, glayando al cayer col remexón.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEbCq5tRzI/AAAAAAAAJXs/7YVKJOZvmzo/s1600/IMG_3379.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEbCq5tRzI/AAAAAAAAJXs/7YVKJOZvmzo/s400/IMG_3379.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535235149705070386" border="0" /></a>Ponemonos no peor al oyer les atronaores campanes, o tan cellebrando la apaición o afogaronse na charca. Na de na, apaecen detrías de nos. Pasamos el Colláu Orandi (533) y pel Monte Auseva... cuidadín nun escorniase.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEayzzZCKI/AAAAAAAAJXk/N17nZVAOBfc/s1600/IMG_3380.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEayzzZCKI/AAAAAAAAJXk/N17nZVAOBfc/s400/IMG_3380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535234877216589986" border="0" /></a>Desembocamos en Cuadonga (260) queanos la afanosa escalera al cielo, perdón, a lo alto la cueva sortiando turistes. Y buscar l'autobus que casualidad, ta no cimero'l llugar.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEaogSZ7vI/AAAAAAAAJXc/qHpEoWQFLlU/s1600/IMG_3381.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEaogSZ7vI/AAAAAAAAJXc/qHpEoWQFLlU/s400/IMG_3381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535234700179271410" border="0" /></a>Son les 18:20, bona hora pa pone-y fin a esta caminata de 11 km. y 385 d'ascensu, p'abaxo fue bastante más. Camudamonos, dalgunes perfumense y too, y recoyemos al gruesu la espedición... nel chigre.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEajHqiBVI/AAAAAAAAJXU/8uXlnHo5X1k/s1600/IMG_3389.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEajHqiBVI/AAAAAAAAJXU/8uXlnHo5X1k/s400/IMG_3389.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535234607670232402" border="0" /></a> Coyemos el coche y sobre la marcha decidimos dir tras l'autobus, taba cargau de tortielles y llambionaes, tras probar casi que de too colamos pa casa, una ducha y a la espicha despedida de Cristina ...esta ye una aventura de verdá, déxalo too y cola pal Africa negra.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEabqEHyYI/AAAAAAAAJXM/vA6qN0eLanI/s1600/IMG_3396.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TNEabqEHyYI/AAAAAAAAJXM/vA6qN0eLanI/s400/IMG_3396.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535234479465417090" border="0" /></a>cundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12845605336912253802noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612858683492234954.post-55133467163228469522010-04-27T11:31:00.000+02:002010-11-03T08:07:00.690+01:0027-04-2010 Caniel.las<div style="text-align: center;">XICHON-BRAÑES ALTES-CANIEL.LAS-COSTAPIEDRA-BRAÑES DE LA FILTROSA-XICHON<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDbzml3-XI/AAAAAAAAJRI/Zlv4tMXo-Dg/s1600/IMG_3225.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDbzml3-XI/AAAAAAAAJRI/Zlv4tMXo-Dg/s400/IMG_3225.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512647623480703346" border="0" /></a>Güei a les 8:00 salimos Angel, Juan Carlos, Bernardo y Yo, nel pantanu de Pilituertu col cafetín y el periódicu esperamos por Alberto, Riestra, Emilio y Eduardo.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDbpytJK3I/AAAAAAAAJRA/Oh2RLTMxaxw/s1600/IMG_3235.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDbpytJK3I/AAAAAAAAJRA/Oh2RLTMxaxw/s400/IMG_3235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512647454933724018" border="0" /></a>El pan mercámoslu un poco más alantre. En Xichón (1060) relluma'l sol, dexamos los coches na solombra la ilesia.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDbV6ywyJI/AAAAAAAAJQ4/OIizeuSEASg/s1600/IMG_3239.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDbV6ywyJI/AAAAAAAAJQ4/OIizeuSEASg/s400/IMG_3239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512647113507391634" border="0" /></a>Mal asuntu, tenemos l'oxetivu a güeyu, apetez más baxar a Cangas, algo de ñeve tien y pindio tien de sobra.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDbP9X0BMI/AAAAAAAAJQw/kAhhosgNn1Y/s1600/IMG_3240.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDbP9X0BMI/AAAAAAAAJQw/kAhhosgNn1Y/s400/IMG_3240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512647011120448706" border="0" /></a>Son casi les 11 cuando entamamos a caleyar, llegamos a les Brañes Altes, cuadres agora feches bones cases, dalguna asemeyase a un almacén nuclear diseñau pol mismísimu Gaudi.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDa_GucxDI/AAAAAAAAJQo/SKACVj4OajY/s1600/IMG_3249.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDa_GucxDI/AAAAAAAAJQo/SKACVj4OajY/s400/IMG_3249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512646721573536818" border="0" /></a>Los del gps cueyen la pista de la drecha, tapecía pola ñeve, agora tienen que baxar un buen cachu p'algamar el colláu d'enfrente.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDax-kDgXI/AAAAAAAAJQg/F4HV1Qj559w/s1600/IMG_3250.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDax-kDgXI/AAAAAAAAJQg/F4HV1Qj559w/s400/IMG_3250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512646496044155250" border="0" /></a>Tamos a la vera'l Caniel.las, ta creciendo'l condenáu, recobramos l'alientu y comencipíamos l'ascensión, el senderu pierdese pente les escobes y les escobes entamen a tapecer les testes.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDaQkvaPPI/AAAAAAAAJQY/WOk8AgACubE/s1600/IMG_3252.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDaQkvaPPI/AAAAAAAAJQY/WOk8AgACubE/s400/IMG_3252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512645922176777458" border="0" /></a>L'alientu perdíu pel camín, resoplíando algamamos el cumal, Caniel.las (1921), debaxo de nos Monesteriu D'Ermu y el fayéu que sube lladera arriba hasta los cumales del L.lagunachu, Rubio, Grachos... tamién hay mines y rastros de mines.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDaK17I0nI/AAAAAAAAJQQ/B-t55ZXX-E8/s1600/IMG_3253.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDaK17I0nI/AAAAAAAAJQQ/B-t55ZXX-E8/s400/IMG_3253.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512645823710155378" border="0" /></a>¡Noticia! un guardia que nin llevantaba la vista nin falaba, solo emitía gruñios, entrugó por nosotros, habíemos pisao una zona restringía.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDZ_mydBOI/AAAAAAAAJQI/5l4LpTBi5Gw/s1600/IMG_3266.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDZ_mydBOI/AAAAAAAAJQI/5l4LpTBi5Gw/s400/IMG_3266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512645630668637410" border="0" /></a>Cuatro arbolucos a la vera una pista que nun abandonamos, al lláu, les Brañes Altes onde taben arreglando una casa, con formigonera y tou... nun parque singularizáu poles mines, les más a cielu abiertu, que dexen basoria abondo y amás nun paguen a los trabayaores.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDZ401l36I/AAAAAAAAJQA/u5IrDA2U4Ek/s1600/IMG_3267.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDZ401l36I/AAAAAAAAJQA/u5IrDA2U4Ek/s400/IMG_3267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512645514180812706" border="0" /></a>Tres paisaninos meten más ruidu que les pales y la dinamita de les mines, pa colmu, entrugau pol meyor sitiu pa tornar, diznos el illustrau que lu metemos nun compromisu que nun sabe si esa lladera ta acotá. Osos nel monte y mastuerzos nes conseyeríes.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDCRNHhmRI/AAAAAAAAJP0/JxSQMyhVefY/s1600/IMG_3276.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDCRNHhmRI/AAAAAAAAJP0/JxSQMyhVefY/s400/IMG_3276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512619544736274706" border="0" /></a>Na señalizao nel mapa, hora de xintar y tentar la bota vino, agradecios a l'autoridá baxamos dando un buen rodeu, algamamos los Altos de Morteiro y Costapiedra (1820) pa baxar a les Brañes de la Filtrosa (1624).<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDBuj8iiFI/AAAAAAAAJPs/5DzrqUBqv4k/s1600/IMG_3289.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDBuj8iiFI/AAAAAAAAJPs/5DzrqUBqv4k/s400/IMG_3289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512618949568792658" border="0" /></a>De vuelta en Entrerregueros (1520) y a Brañes Altes, reponemos llíquidos na afayaiza fonte y seguimos pela pista hastar dar colos coches a les 17:30.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDBadmt6nI/AAAAAAAAJPk/6JcpLvRrDkU/s1600/IMG_3291.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDBadmt6nI/AAAAAAAAJPk/6JcpLvRrDkU/s400/IMG_3291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512618604269267570" border="0" /></a>Damos bona cuenta de la fonte'l pueblu, beber, llavase y volver a beber, agora toca meter los pies, demonios, nun quieren, l'agua casi xelu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDBQcKmVdI/AAAAAAAAJPc/fFdQEqMi_Xg/s1600/IMG_3293.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDBQcKmVdI/AAAAAAAAJPc/fFdQEqMi_Xg/s400/IMG_3293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512618432084202962" border="0" /></a>Falando colos paisanos, nun saben ná de zones prohibíes, si fueramos paisanos teniemoslu ostiao.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDA9fJkqoI/AAAAAAAAJPU/i1gdhoAO2Vo/s1600/IMG_3295.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDA9fJkqoI/AAAAAAAAJPU/i1gdhoAO2Vo/s400/IMG_3295.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512618106467691138" border="0" /></a>Recobraes fuercíes nel chigre de Ventanueva tiramos pa casa, queden 140 km. dempués de caleyar 15, en 6 hores y 4o minutos subimos un desnivel de 1070 metros.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDAy8fZmFI/AAAAAAAAJPM/SCmovrYCgCg/s1600/IMG_3296.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TIDAy8fZmFI/AAAAAAAAJPM/SCmovrYCgCg/s400/IMG_3296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512617925365307474" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>cundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12845605336912253802noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612858683492234954.post-59562155026896436602010-04-14T21:25:00.000+02:002010-08-13T12:41:00.099+02:0014-04-2010 L.lagunachu<div style="text-align: center;">FONDUVEIGAS-GRACHAS-L.LAGUNACHU-FONDUVEIGAS<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFsTwdBqoiI/AAAAAAAAJNo/saVVKwcL35A/s1600/IMG_2902.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFsTwdBqoiI/AAAAAAAAJNo/saVVKwcL35A/s400/IMG_2902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502013092909457954" border="0" /></a>Recueyo a Riestra na estación de Llugo y tiramos pa la Capital en busca de los otros dos espedicionarios, Juan Carlos y Bernardo, en Zarréu paramos a tomar un café.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFsTpOElQnI/AAAAAAAAJNg/vLIcZxElr_8/s1600/IMG_2905.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFsTpOElQnI/AAAAAAAAJNg/vLIcZxElr_8/s400/IMG_2905.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502012968636072562" border="0" /></a>Tamos en Fonduveigas (750) sudando pa dexar el coche, entamamos a caleyar, son casi les 11, el cielu ñidiu y el termómetru empecináu en nun pasar de los 3º.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFsTiw1mZzI/AAAAAAAAJNY/r0_Fe3R4rkQ/s1600/IMG_2906.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFsTiw1mZzI/AAAAAAAAJNY/r0_Fe3R4rkQ/s400/IMG_2906.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502012857709389618" border="0" /></a>Baxamos unos metros pela carretera pa enseguía coyer una pista a la drecha, va a la solombra penta la biesca, asina y too queanos poca ropa por quitar.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFsTdtohHJI/AAAAAAAAJNQ/YiP-v1MNYeU/s1600/IMG_2908.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFsTdtohHJI/AAAAAAAAJNQ/YiP-v1MNYeU/s400/IMG_2908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502012770949864594" border="0" /></a>Ya tamos pisando ñeve, manchuques pequenes. Na Braña Fonduveigas (1517) fina la pista, tras casi 2 hores bien mérecios taben 10 minutos pa reponer fuercíes. Sentase na mesa, tal había, ñublase y char el termómetru a furrular, !p'abaxo!.<br />Poner la chaqueta y p'arriba dando-y ensin parar a les patuques.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFsTXy6RgPI/AAAAAAAAJNI/bRifARui8TE/s1600/IMG_2914.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFsTXy6RgPI/AAAAAAAAJNI/bRifARui8TE/s400/IMG_2914.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502012669287301362" border="0" /></a>Pala manzorga y chaqueta a la mochila, les cotoyes tan separtaes un metro, ficierón una especie de camín, nun vamos nin fozando nin rascandonos con elles.<br />Llegamos a los 1650 m. ñeve abondo, árgomes y monte baxu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFsTSXGMahI/AAAAAAAAJNA/7ChyX30JJyc/s1600/IMG_2916.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFsTSXGMahI/AAAAAAAAJNA/7ChyX30JJyc/s400/IMG_2916.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502012575921760786" border="0" /></a>El meyor camín... !ya tá! una llínea reuta. Más duna cotoya y dalgún rebollu nun lo ficierón del too posible.<br />Son les 14:15, tamos nel Picu Grachas (1862) tira l'airucu fríu y el cielu aborrinase entovía más.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFsTMAPrR3I/AAAAAAAAJM4/6ZdzpV5dGHQ/s1600/IMG_2939.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFsTMAPrR3I/AAAAAAAAJM4/6ZdzpV5dGHQ/s400/IMG_2939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502012466708301682" border="0" /></a>Dexá la tarxeta de los Meniskos nel buzón, que trabayu cuesta escribir, a mi siempre, pero agora coles manes casi que conxelaes nun vos digo ná. Y agora que casi naide les devuelve...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFsTESUVZLI/AAAAAAAAJMw/Eq1Z5F0ro84/s1600/IMG_2950.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFsTESUVZLI/AAAAAAAAJMw/Eq1Z5F0ro84/s400/IMG_2950.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502012334120723634" border="0" /></a>Apenes se güeya Xedré, Monesterio d'Ermu, el Caniel.las, casi ni los que tenemos al lláu, p'atrás aldovinense el Tesu Mular, el Puertu'l Traxeitu, el pueblu del Rebol.lar...<br />Hai ñeve abondo, baxamos pel filu la crestería cuna pata na ñeve y otra nes árgomes.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFsS8zB-njI/AAAAAAAAJMo/IPJpPQJN1qw/s1600/IMG_2952.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFsS8zB-njI/AAAAAAAAJMo/IPJpPQJN1qw/s400/IMG_2952.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502012205463150130" border="0" /></a>Baxamos 100 metros, recuperaos desmenu pa<br /> algamar el cumal del L.lagunachu (1868), güarecios del vientu sacamos les viandes y la bota vino, bon vinu que nos dexó Angel la última vegada que vieno con nos.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFsRhH6xrPI/AAAAAAAAJMc/XvQcskbBTmw/s1600/IMG_2955.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFsRhH6xrPI/AAAAAAAAJMc/XvQcskbBTmw/s400/IMG_2955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502010630522121458" border="0" /></a>Col bandullu enllenu de xamón y chorizu camudamos de plan, tirámonos monte abaxo en busca de la L.laguna Brañolina (1701) atopámosla xelá y tapecía pola ñeve y la borrina, nun se fundio y eso que tabemos enriba, unes semeyes dempués seguimos col caleyar.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFsRb7yx1GI/AAAAAAAAJMU/6c0zIvCoYT8/s1600/IMG_2957.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFsRb7yx1GI/AAAAAAAAJMU/6c0zIvCoYT8/s400/IMG_2957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502010541368005730" border="0" /></a>Tuvierón el sanu xuiciu de cortar les escobes, anque sea solo pal pasu d'un paisano, nun faen falta cartelos, ye imposible salise del trazau. Damos nel Regueru del Torbosu, casi en llínea reuta baxamos un desnivel de 400 m.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFsRG0xdW4I/AAAAAAAAJMM/Cg2PAJTUP18/s1600/IMG_2967.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFsRG0xdW4I/AAAAAAAAJMM/Cg2PAJTUP18/s400/IMG_2967.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502010178706168706" border="0" /></a>Siguimos col trazau, qu'intenta siguir l'antiguu camín. Cruciando'l regueru ya enllana un poco, finamos en Fonduveigas a l'altor la Ermita de San Salvador.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFsQ5sPpjtI/AAAAAAAAJME/gJkw_1_lN4k/s1600/IMG_2996.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFsQ5sPpjtI/AAAAAAAAJME/gJkw_1_lN4k/s400/IMG_2996.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502009953078578898" border="0" /></a>Apenes son les 18:00, lo que faen 7 hores caleyando, 1200 m. d'ascensu y 14 km. recorrios. Paramos como ye costume nel crigre'l pueblu, esta vegada el paisanu insiste en que vayamos a ver los osos. Facemos-y casu, ensin dexar de tocar la tiesta, nun fuera que nos tuviera tomando'l pelo, había osos, pero taben a lo suyo asina que colamos pa casa.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFsQu1F37yI/AAAAAAAAJL8/pEudlyyV1-g/s1600/IMG_3004.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFsQu1F37yI/AAAAAAAAJL8/pEudlyyV1-g/s400/IMG_3004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502009766474936098" border="0" /></a>cundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12845605336912253802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612858683492234954.post-59618029509251971262010-04-10T19:15:00.001+02:002010-08-05T20:09:44.117+02:0010-04-2010 Canillín<div style="text-align: center;">BARCANOS-COLLAU ORDES-VASU-CANILLIN-PUENTE BIDOSA<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWtk-pBxXI/AAAAAAAAJLQ/4B3LIxxgiDc/s1600/IMG_2820.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWtk-pBxXI/AAAAAAAAJLQ/4B3LIxxgiDc/s400/IMG_2820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500493370704905586" border="0" /></a>En Xixón a les 8:15, entama la temporada de los pantalones curtios, ta despexáo y fai un friu de coyones, vamos en dos coches, nun Carlos, Queco, Ana P. y Victor.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWtdyUXyuI/AAAAAAAAJLI/yC6X9LUv6jg/s1600/IMG_2823.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWtdyUXyuI/AAAAAAAAJLI/yC6X9LUv6jg/s400/IMG_2823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500493247137958626" border="0" /></a>Nel otru Yo, nun ye qu'el burru vaya delantre, anque nesta ocasión coincida, ye la costume de nomar primero al que lleva'l coche, Josito, Mercedes y Pilar. En Cangues desayunamos y xúntasenos otra Ana, ya vamos pela V.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWtYcN680I/AAAAAAAAJLA/a_0qRgH4FAY/s1600/IMG_2832.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWtYcN680I/AAAAAAAAJLA/a_0qRgH4FAY/s400/IMG_2832.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500493155305976642" border="0" /></a>Dexamos un coche en Puente Bidosa y subimos los otros dos carretera d'Amieva, en pasando la curvona, nos Barcanes (447) al lláu'l ríu del mismu nome, allí los dexamos.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWtTsKbcrI/AAAAAAAAJK4/1Gnd06GMtvs/s1600/IMG_2833.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWtTsKbcrI/AAAAAAAAJK4/1Gnd06GMtvs/s400/IMG_2833.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500493073686950578" border="0" /></a>Hai xente presta pa facer barranquismu, nosotros vamos caleyando pela pista p'arriba, un toutarren ponnos de polvo perdios, pudo ser peor, taben cuchando con aspersores. Vamos a la solombra un buen fayeu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWtPRV7IpI/AAAAAAAAJKw/0a_PRlLgKUY/s1600/IMG_2834.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWtPRV7IpI/AAAAAAAAJKw/0a_PRlLgKUY/s400/IMG_2834.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500492997767930514" border="0" /></a>El día ta calurosu y el sudor entama la so función d'empapalo too. Les güeyaes a Amieva y a so sierra recompensenlo bien, llegamos al Colláu Ordés (1142), agora si qu'amoriamos.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWtLdtPoFI/AAAAAAAAJKo/rj2skECTBqc/s1600/IMG_2837.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWtLdtPoFI/AAAAAAAAJKo/rj2skECTBqc/s400/IMG_2837.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500492932367491154" border="0" /></a>Sentámonos nel suelu, los Picos nevaos y el Tiatordos, que se pue dicir desti cumal... Vansenos los güeyos, de los picos al muestrariu de chocolates, bebides, ¿na d'alcohol? y la llección sobre les bondaes de les barrites enerxétiques.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWtHa-V8WI/AAAAAAAAJKg/RHhRPfZNpV0/s1600/IMG_2839.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWtHa-V8WI/AAAAAAAAJKg/RHhRPfZNpV0/s400/IMG_2839.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500492862914425186" border="0" /></a>Atalayamonos un poco más arriba pa ver meyor el paraisu entovía ñatural, ensin torretes llétriques nin molinos de sanchu pances... tamos nel Picu'l Vasu (1196).<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWtCWJl0qI/AAAAAAAAJKY/ZoyidQChQVs/s1600/IMG_2842.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWtCWJl0qI/AAAAAAAAJKY/ZoyidQChQVs/s400/IMG_2842.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500492775720080034" border="0" /></a>Baxamos pela Valleya'l Aceu y pente la biesca empicotámonos na Llampa (1152), tamos bien, danos el sol y tamos comodos, topamos un bote pa dexar la tarxeta cumes.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWs8IqXNHI/AAAAAAAAJKQ/reTqGvMkInE/s1600/IMG_2845.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWs8IqXNHI/AAAAAAAAJKQ/reTqGvMkInE/s400/IMG_2845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500492669020222578" border="0" /></a>Dabemos de bona gana por finada la xornada... si llegara l'helicópteru.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWs209KYII/AAAAAAAAJKI/G0MZfheE3Zk/s1600/IMG_2849.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWs209KYII/AAAAAAAAJKI/G0MZfheE3Zk/s400/IMG_2849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500492577831018626" border="0" /></a>Pero na, Victor y el dichosu gps ya tan no fondero'l valle, en metá la biesca, nun se güeya na, tapalo too'l monte, finamos toos detrás del aparatu. La fueya y la folla faen que s'esnidie en forma.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWsxxWx3fI/AAAAAAAAJKA/m3p1KZns0u8/s1600/IMG_2852.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWsxxWx3fI/AAAAAAAAJKA/m3p1KZns0u8/s400/IMG_2852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500492490965376498" border="0" /></a>Ya vemos a Victor empericotau na cume, p'allá vamos, llegamos resopliando, hai que da-y la razón, l'esfurzu merecía la pena.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWsrjHanNI/AAAAAAAAJJ4/B_N5XpXpWuM/s1600/IMG_2857.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWsrjHanNI/AAAAAAAAJJ4/B_N5XpXpWuM/s400/IMG_2857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500492384063626450" border="0" /></a>Les tripes reclamen, ye hora de xintar, xunto a la cruz del buzón; Picu Canillin, 1106, el llugar, tranquilu y vistosu, los buenos alimentos y la meyor compañía y les ñubes que colarón enrabietaes pa Dios sabe onde.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWsjIyw4YI/AAAAAAAAJJw/r_TsNOhmSPs/s1600/IMG_2860.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWsjIyw4YI/AAAAAAAAJJw/r_TsNOhmSPs/s400/IMG_2860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500492239558730114" border="0" /></a>Colamos fastera abaxo, subimos pel Monte los Joos hasta'l Cuetu Jo (971) vamos averaos al abilsu, na Cruz del Picu atopamos el meyor pasu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWsbhMQhaI/AAAAAAAAJJo/jX1kDh1sPho/s1600/IMG_2862.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWsbhMQhaI/AAAAAAAAJJo/jX1kDh1sPho/s400/IMG_2862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500492108669158818" border="0" /></a>Vamos siguiendo el senderu, tiznau con manches azules, cruciamos pedregales pa finar en metá la biesca, pel Seu Los Cabidos algamamos el Ríu Redonda, bucolicu llegar con tabayón y too.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWsU9-dLkI/AAAAAAAAJJg/Aqt4NKK6vvE/s1600/IMG_2866.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWsU9-dLkI/AAAAAAAAJJg/Aqt4NKK6vvE/s400/IMG_2866.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500491996136812098" border="0" /></a>Pente la biesca seguimos hasta algamar la carretera , tamos nel Puente Rilluengu (270), dende arriba vemos que quieren dir p'Amieva a polos coches, convencémosles qu'anque cuesta arriba ta más cerca Puente Bidosa.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWsOyuFo4I/AAAAAAAAJJY/SjyELhx5e_M/s1600/IMG_2877.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWsOyuFo4I/AAAAAAAAJJY/SjyELhx5e_M/s400/IMG_2877.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500491890036155266" border="0" /></a>Un kilometru carretera arriba, agora calienta perbien, Carlos y Josito tienennos prepara la cerveza bien fría, ellos ya van cola segunda, tampoco nesto somos p'atayalos.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWsJXyckbI/AAAAAAAAJJQ/vB3NtBlZ3ko/s1600/IMG_2878.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWsJXyckbI/AAAAAAAAJJQ/vB3NtBlZ3ko/s400/IMG_2878.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500491796907332018" border="0" /></a>Tras camudanos colamos a polos coches, resultarón ser 940 m. de desnivel, 11 km. y 6 hores y media baxo un relluciente llorienzu.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWsAC8yrgI/AAAAAAAAJJI/CKIlOnixuxU/s1600/IMG_2882.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWsAC8yrgI/AAAAAAAAJJI/CKIlOnixuxU/s400/IMG_2882.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500491636694756866" border="0" /></a>Y corriendo pa casa, duchase, camudar de mochila y a trabayar, puntual eso si, anque sea polos mios pelos.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWr3wa1vMI/AAAAAAAAJJA/kdyE1zm6ruE/s1600/IMG_2884.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_88lPRcbeWnQ/TFWr3wa1vMI/AAAAAAAAJJA/kdyE1zm6ruE/s400/IMG_2884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500491494281559234" border="0" /></a>cundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12845605336912253802noreply@blogger.com0