il Clap Savon (era mio padre)

On December 27, 1989, my life was turned upside down after my father, while climbing Clap Savon, never returned home. After 30 years, I climbed in his footsteps to see with my own eyes the great beauty he saw for the last time. I believe the mountain teaches us that we must climb to find meaning in things and that there is no knowledge without suffering.