My first flight overseas.I flew overseas to visit my two Austrian good friends, Gunter and Brigitte. Actually, it was the first time I was leaving my country and flying abroad. Everything looked very different and strange to me. Big cities, highways and the country itself were way different from mine.
But I liked it!. I arrived to Vienna's airport and got picked up by my friends. They took me to their house in Obersdorf, a small village 30 minutes away from the capital city. It was a long drive for me; the highway, the cars, the farms, the colors.. all was new for me!.
Well, I stayed with them for 3 months, learning from them, from their culture, from the country. An amazing experience for me. I spent one of the best times of my life while visiting them: mountain bike rides, motorcycle tours, concerts.. But also I enjoyed traveling with them, and hanging out with their family and their friends.
ApproachingSo, Martin (Brigitte's brother) and Martina invited me for a weekend trip to the Rax Alpen. I was so excited about going with them. I got ready with my stuff the night before and waited anxiously for the next day.
I was very excited!. Martin and Martina picked me up in the morning from my friend's home in Obersdorf. We drove for 30 minutes to Vienna, one of the most beautiful cities I've seen. We passed it and continued driving southwest. I could see the first hills in the distance, and finally after almost two hours of driving we got to the mountains.
We took the road that took us to the highest mountain of what looked like a huge mountain range to me. After 30 more minutes of driving we got to the parking lot, put all of our stuff in the backpacks and started hiking up.
The hikeI saw many routes to follow along our hike, but I believe we took the easiest one. As we gained altitude, the trail got closer to the summit's cliff walls. Most of them armed with ladders and iron cables (vias ferratas). We continued hiking up towards a long ridge from where I could see the remains of a glacier. Martina and I had a picture taken up there and kept heading up to the summit.
GT.I opened up my 40 liters green backpack, my green adventures partner (which got stolen from my apartment 7 years later) and took off a small yellow doggie from it. It was Brigitte's gift. She gave it to me two days before the trip, and I named it GT, as her nickname.
Since then, GT has been my faithful partner in all of my trips, climbs, treks, and more... He has his place inside my backpack's main pocket and in my sleeping bag during those cold nights in tents and refuges. I think I'd feel like betraying him if I wouldn't take him with me to my outdoor adventures. GT, my loyal and faithful partner.