Weather forecasts are the most that can be countered. on some TV channels give good weather throughout the weekend, on Saturday to give more rain. All that remains is to wait and hope, even if the rain we were never prevented from achieving our fields.
Saturday morning we are in place and begin to plant our tents. We have not finished the rain begins to fall, but fortune-tion is not temporal.
are already more than obvious to the mind-Ottavio and Alexandra, Silvano, Richard and Toni.
This small mountain tents and then the Mottarone of squa-driglia.
The flag raising is almost casual, because we are still few.
Afternoon large arrivals.
Enzo appears astride the bike, comes with his children Miriam and Joseph Stefano. Back Silvano, who had been away for a business appointment, with Clare and Stephen, also come with Fabio Lia, Flavio and Franco again and Giancarlo. Partly unexpected, because there was no certainty of his presence, Lucia arrives. Clare and Gianluca who come after mounting the curtain had left for work.
She even Fabio C., infiltrate Agesci, but decides not to sleep.
Arriva Fausto that being on a diet does not know whether to stop and have dinner with us, not having to suffer too much while we were eating and drinking. His Hamlet doubt last a long time, but then decided to join our team, taking the necessary but not to "cheat" with your diet.
Silvano and Giuseppe are dedicated to their usual activities, ie cooking.
In the meantime, we realize the circle for the camp fire, with wooden logs and a grate in the center.
midafternoon chestnuts. They are beautiful brown, thick, properly cooked by Octavius, with a proper splash of wine and salt during cooking.
The lowering of the flag we see deployed, although few, and even if it is not necessary to take sides.
As the evening shadows fast forward, making the fire inside the main tent, and to warm the bones moistened by rain, is to have a second location for the kitchen.
And guys at the table, a table, it's already twenty.
Ravioli in broth, good broth, good ravioli. No follow-tripe and boiled chicken and beef. Can not miss the usual fruit tart made by Clare, the wife of Silvanus.
Although later, when now it was assumed that he would not come, although he had promised to come, Luke arrives.
We are many, the company has expanded with the presence of family and friends and we came to be thirty-five.
The after dinner is lively and cheerful. We're around the campfire that is already burning.
Our scout songs ascend to heaven along with the sparks of fire. In some impromptu dancing on the air of our songs are also involved Miriam and Stephen.
Then, suddenly, the shadows around the campfire, we heard a cry "wolves, wolves, lupiiiiiii" . Akela is the cry that launched him to call the Cubs in their fields.
We have among us the our Akela, Fabio, who was able to conquer the Cubs to their provincial Totem. But beyond that he had gone twice to Lourdes as a scout, to make the stretcher, or go to the station to pick up the sick, unable to get out and move their assets, transferring them from a train on the bus to take them to hotels and then still pick them to their hotels and bring them to the cave and return after the function.
He had a great desire to have a white scarf, FB, FB Clan of Lourdes. You could not help but to oblige and here Ottavio did make the FB with the arms and then NDL also appears a buckle, an original, the FB. Well positioned on a pillow made their entry into the circle and are donated to Akela not expecting it and moved a little hug and thanked everyone.
The hours pass quickly and we realized that was passed midnight. All in bed in the tents, while the campfire launches its latest sparkles.
not cold, the humidity of the afternoon is gone. The night runs quiet and the lights of dawn filter in tents and induce the alarm.
In the early hours of the morning came and Gianluca Chiara even though they sleep in tents, also came Piero and Luca, this unexpected but this nicely. Not knowing how blind they could sleep, have created two beds uncomfortable with the chairs in the tent and there we found them wrapped in a sleeping bag. Clearly demonstrate that when there is harmony and the pleasure of being together in the camp and other scout there are no obstacles. We have them evicted because they need light the brazier for cooking and hopped into our sleeping bags went to sleep in Mottarone continue.
Washed, groomed, dressed, we are ready for the flag raising. Shall, as always, Giancarlo, while others lined up singing Fratelli d'Italy.
breakfast with coffee and milk, Pandora (but not a little in advance?) Pastries, cookies.
The great cooks are now at work.
New Arrivals. Even Enrica is ours. It is certainly an important event, because his busy schedule usually prevent it from stopping.
's Don Sergio as always is to celebrate St. Mass. The altar has already been preparing and you are our next alpenstock with the pennant. We do not wear a scarf around the neck of the Group, but no matter. We know that one of us.
scout chants accompany the ceremony. Before the The man in the man before the offertory Our Lady of the road, the Song of Promise before the ceremony to end, and ends with the Madonna scouts.
The sun shines and warms up the present, too many people, family and friends and also an Elder Brother is with us. Let the news that we are celebrating the 60th since the first promise of the scouts ISEE 1. Missing the first group of Allocation, Vingiano Franco, who despite receiving communications from us will be forgotten. We went to his house looking for him, but was not there and not being able to wait all those present we have not had time to look for the country.
After the ceremony a small reception with bubbles and cakes prepared by Chiara (Smiling Squirrel) and Paola.
time to chat with those present and it is time for lunch.
The cooks were exceeded. An appetizer of sliced \u200b\u200band pan music, grilled polenta with a superbly cooked by Flavio and Giancarlo, the roast.
In particular, at the end of lunch, get a cake with drawn on the scout lily, a colorful banner that reminds our 60 ° and the image of the young man who greets Mock old scout, a symbol of continuity in time. We hope that bodes well for the rebirth of the Herd and Allocation. It is too beautiful not deserve to be eaten, but its sweet end accompanied by a toast with bubbly cheers all. Enrica is in charge of the cut, perhaps to atone for his absence from our fields and outputs.
We have reached the end of our range, it is now late afternoon. Taken down the curtains, the tables are released, we will defend the ammainabandiera. Ammainabandiera is the closing of the Field, and then you can not help but take sides. We close ourselves in a circle and singing the song of farewell . On his notes do not always give us the poignant goodbye, but goodbye.
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