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A steep and lonely walk on October 20, 2012, in my beloved Ayas Valley.

Up very early in the morning, the darkness of these hours surrounding me and my car during the trip towards the Serra hill and then down in the upper Canavese, driving as fast as I can to reach the promise of a fascinating day of nature and loneliness - the Aosta Valley.

First Light

My destination lies just over the village of Brusson, a reknown ski resort in the upper Ayas Valley. Large and thick conifer forests, the green whisper of high pines, the yellow-red flames of slender larches, carpets of cones and the last flowers on the ground.
Blades of slanted light falling westwards from the Mont Nery massif, just touching the dark blanket of trees laid on the shoulders of the mountains. Old stones, fallen and almost covered by cones and dead leaves, still telling the stories of ordered walls: the last accounts of an ancient, strong and disappeared alpine civilization.

(First shot of my story, fully available at 500px.com/Varasc/stories/61467/lost-souls-the-abandoned-village-of-bringuez-ayas-valley)

Red Fire on the Valley

Almost 1900 meters on the sea level, just over the forest' belt, I sit on old meadows surrounded by doddering walls of stones. Around me, wild cherries all dressed up in red to welcome the change of season, drinking as nectar the first rays of light; a praetorian guard of wild dog-rose keeps an eye on my further steps.

The village of Bringuez appears just over the last trees, congealed on its own, silently waiting the next offensive of the incoming winter. A lump of ancient, low houses, all clutched in few space; ruined angles and uneven stones, broken tiles and unsafe chimneypots, narrow pathways still protected by the remaining walls.

In the middle, the harrowing memory of past merry days: the remains of an elaborated sundial. Moss, lichens, creeping plants and shriveled nettles everywhere.

(Second shot of my story, fully available at500px.com/Varasc/stories/61467/lost-souls-the-abandoned-village-of-bringuez-ayas-valley)

  • October 20th, 2012
  • Canon EOS 1100D
  • 18mm / f/7.1 / 1/160 sec

Alpine Echoes

I glance down in the valley, layers of azure fog created by the autumnal thermal inversion. A restless sea of woods and canals, gorges and glades, dotted by the bright red and yellow of the larches...

(Third shot of my story, fully available at500px.com/Varasc/stories/61467/lost-souls-the-abandoned-village-of-bringuez-ayas-valley)

  • October 20th, 2012
  • Canon EOS 1100D
  • 18mm / f/6.3 / 1/125 sec

Burning slopes

...Smooth ridges of delicate tones fading in distance, climbing upwards the high and triangular summits of the Dame di Challand, the three giant ladies overlooking the lower Ayas Valley.

Small villages, the roofs towered by thin wisps of smoke in the falling rays of sun.

(Fourth shot of my story, fully available at500px.com/Varasc/stories/61467/lost-souls-the-abandoned-village-of-bringuez-ayas-valley)

  • October 20th, 2012
  • Canon EOS 1100D
  • 18mm / f/9 / 1/200 sec

Absence

I sit up there in this eagle's nest, abandoned and imbued with the lack of human beings and cries, laughs and noises, songs and tolls.

I see the old meadows, lacking in cattles and wheats, trying to imagine lost ages of mountain life and subsistence farming.

I sit here and I try to imagine lumberjacks and shepherds, dogs and peasants, aged mountaineers and youngsters, smiling women with large baskets on the back. Hay and scythes, sun and rain, slow transhumances of cattle between the bottom of the valley and the mountain pastures. Mule tracks and hard work, wine and tales to come through the long winter nights, snow and faith.

I sit here and how!, how I miss my friend. How I miss her today, how I will miss her tomorrow. I miss her as this lonely ruined barn still echoes back to the voices and songs, shouts and cries of its forgotten inhabitants.

All lost forever, all gone away in the quiet flow of the years.

(Fifth shot of my story, fully available at500px.com/Varasc/stories/61467/lost-souls-the-abandoned-village-of-bringuez-ayas-valley)

  • Canon EOS 1100D
  • 18mm / f/6.3 / 1/125 sec

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LouisaCatharine
Louisa Catharine Forsyth (inactive)  over 4 years ago
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I can see why you love it so much, a place which speaks to one's soul dear Marco...

GuillermoCastellanos
Guillermo Castellanos  over 4 years ago
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What a beautiful place

sbbslv
Silvia Sabbadini  over 4 years ago
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Bellissime

MelanieMoraga
Melanie Moraga  over 4 years ago
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Beautiful and so very moving, Marco...you have an amazing talent! :)

annab
Anna Carter  over 4 years ago
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beautiful and interesting story....that's life....

ellens
Ellens {...}  over 4 years ago
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Molto molto interessante questa storia del villaggio di Bringuez. Altrettanto vive e bellissime le fotografie.:-)
Un abbraccio, Angelica

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Marco Soggetto  over 4 years ago
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Grazie mille stella..

DanielaCalzolari10-
Daniela Calzolari  over 4 years ago
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Bellisima storia Marco :))

Varasc
Marco Soggetto  over 4 years ago
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Grazie Daniela.

Ashira
Ashira (Stefania)  over 4 years ago
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davvero meravigliosa! Che posso dirti di più?? Ecco una cosa vorrei dirtela... mi lasci con la curiosità perchè vorrei vedere di più... le case sono importanti! Mi piacerebbe vedere qualche altra foto con le case... magari l'interno... :)

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Marco Soggetto  over 4 years ago
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Grazie Stefania! Qui trovi molte altre informazioni e fotografie... E' la mia pagina su Varasc.it. http://www.varasc.it/villaggio_di_bringuez.htm

KHKIM
Kim, K H  over 4 years ago
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Great, loves ur photos :) thank u