Opening a route is for me like sculpting.
The route setter, indeed, can catch sight of a line that nature has created over thousands of years, and dream about it, just like a sculptor can see a shape and imagine a work of art in a tree trunk.
In the end, giving a name to a route is like breathing a soul into it, like giving it a unique character.
Each name reminds the route setter a precise moment in his life.
This is what "Il ritorno dei compañeros" represents for me.
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