From the flat, luxurious, and previsible land to the spires of naked rock on the distant mountain. From the thickest and dense gallery of forest to the infinite, optimistic blue of the lake. From theĀ untamed and terrible horizons, to the humble and peaceful paths.

Hearing the thunder of falling water, audible for hundreds of yards. Smelling the fresh, millennial and silent air on the top of a mountain. Touching the grass and the wet stones on a trail, leading to a place where you only will ever leave a trace.

One planet, one atmosphere, one fate. We are aware that we are looking fragments of history who has been and will remain the same thousand of years after us. It’s our responsibility to preserve and maintain them in their natural state.