Our only escort was the cloud of dust that pursued, with incessant tenacity, the small truck that carried us trough ripio roads, mainly traveled by small trucks of the petroleum businesses. The landscape was flat at the beginning, although in the... (continúa)
I am standing on my board at the edge of the abyss. Half of it on the snow, the other on the air. Just a little more and the mountain will be mine. But not yet. For now. The view is unbelievable and I want to enjoy this for a moment too.
