mountains

Text by Carlos Rebella We had reached the end of the path, beyond 1,500 meters, using four-wheel drive and a lot of skill to climb the slope, covered with rocks and stones. There our host left us, along with our camping gear, on the banks of a stream of crystalline waters. As soon as we had finished setting up the tent, we were surprised by the distant bellowing of a deer that began its nocturnal forays very early. Despite the fact that I did not know the field well enough, and that in a couple of days we would have…