It happens that one day I wake up and feel the need to go beyond the spaces of my daily life. I wake up before the alarm goes off, a ray of sun peeking through the curtains tells me that it is the right day to explore something new that I always see from a distance.
I want to know why the Manfriana peak is called “untouched”, “infinite”, “sacred”. This discovery will be hard, six hours of hiking. Manfriana is almost 2000 metres high, seventh highest summit of the Pollino massif. It has a form of pyramid with a mysterious rocks at its foot, some of them might have been part of an ancient Greek temple. They say, that the Pollino mountain might have been a place of worship in the times of Magna Grecia, when Greek colonists arrived here in the 8th century BC.
Exploring a new place is always like a pilgrimage, you always bring something back. Images of the journey, the cloudy cold summit, the sacred silence of the forest are imprinted in my mind now. I don’t look at the Manfriana from a distance now, it is in my heart.