Sunday, July 13 at 8:30 in the morning we set out in three of Pallanza on the square to check the feasibility of the crossing.
The night was terrible: the pouring rain, strong winds, storms with thunder and lightning on the lake, cold, all at unpredictable intervals, every half an hour I look out the window to peer without success possible signs of improvement.
At the exact moment we arrived on the lake for half an hour the rain had stopped, and a little pale sun illuminating the opposite side of Baveno, hooded for the entire length from a bank of white clouds that hid the Mottarone and all the mountains to enter the valley of the Toce.
then turn to the north was enough to see the sky very dark and scary, with shreds of low clouds that ran south, and beyond dell'Isolino lake you could see the seething waves and ridges created by the greater, our wind blowing from Switzerland. Far
to Ispra also clearly saw that it was raining from still some dark clouds at mid-height above the lake.
water at Isola Madre was covered by gusts of air at the moment still not enough to raise waves.
Some rift in the sky above us, white clouds muffled, leaving hope for an improvement.
We consulted with some old boatman at the scene, which, apart from the usual consideration that a month of July as this was never seen, we confirmed that the only thing that tended to exclude that it was that could raise the Mergozzo, more dangerous and the wind that would have prevented the crossing, but because it was overwhelmingly the North wind, but that this was likely to take the time to expand very rapidly over the lake and the storm was actually the thing that everyone feared the most: swimming in the water under the lightning is seen, and I think rightly, a very serious risk because the head or arms that emerge during the movement can easily attract a lightning discharge.
At the end we do not feel like leaving for the trip, because the persistence for at least 2 hours of decent conditions was not at all likely.
abbacchiatissimi We were the only thing that we felt to do, in order not to return home without even having wet feet in the water, is was to decide on a nice lap swimming dell'isolino, and the Bani said and done, Diego and I have dipped, accompanied by a few meters from the two most likeable and exuberant children of Bani, and we've been around dell'isolino St. John, an absolutely quiet location, total length of about 1 km and 400 and then a distance of just less than one third of what we should do to get by in Baveno Pallanza.
Our friends of the police escorting us, although obviously the risk that short ride was absolutely minimal, because there was not a speedboat ride to the eye can see, given the precarious conditions of the time, but the Their presence there is always highly appreciated.
After a refreshing swim in makeshift Villa Rusconi-Clerici, coffee, sausage, wine, cakes, chips, etc.. because you knew if it was a late breakfast or an early aperitif, a total of at this point we were a little less than twenty people, including swimmers missed and lost companions and as always it was nice to come together, although at an adventure round hole.
We broke beginning to launch the first hypothesis given by the repetition of this passage we want to do at all costs, confirming that these are fun and interesting pieces of our sports and entertainment friendship.
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