Perdido en la montaña. Parte 1
Lo que están a punto de leer pasó cuando tenía 17 años, mi sentido de la orientación era peor que ahora y mi sentido de la preservación física se encontraba de vacaciones. Las imágenes aquí usadas son alusivas porque en ese entonces no tenía ni cámara ni teléfono disponibles.
Era mediodía, el verano llegaba, las clases se despedían y los planes sin pies ni cabeza comenzaban a llegar, uno de esos planes fue el que me trajo a esa plaza ese fatídico día (aunque en ese momento no sabía que todo se podría descontrolar tanto) no tenía teléfono y se supone que debía encontrar a mis amigos aquí, pero… No había rastro ni de ellos ni de nadie, solo estaba uno de los chicos del otro grupo que se nos iba a unir ese día. Subiríamos a la montaña, pasaríamos el fin de semana allá arriba y todo sonaba genial en mi mente, alcohol, comida, chicas y muchas otras cosas que solo me hacían desear más a que llegara la noche… No sabia lo equivocado que estaba.
Como nadie llegaba, supusimos que habíamos llegado tarde y que se habían adelantado, hemos decidido subir solo nosotros para alcanzar al resto (nuestro primer error) y subimos, tomamos el camino principal hasta llegar a la entrada del sector donde acamparíamos, comenzamos a caminar, caminamos, caminamos, así por horas hasta que llegamos a un risco que dejaba ver un claro a la distancia y lo que pensamos era el dique junto al que acamparíamos. Solo existían dos formas de llegar a ese claro por lo que podíamos ver, uno era volver por donde fuimos hasta el punto que daba camino al bosque de pinos, eso tomaría horas, el otro era bajando por un camino empinado pero transitable (según yo, claro). Como no acordábamos por cual de los dos caminos ir, hemos decidido lo que creo yo, es una de las peores decisiones que he tomado en toda mi vida: nos separaríamos y cada quien tomaría la mejor ruta para el otro (nuestro segundo error) y aquí, amigos míos, es donde las cosas se comenzaron a torcer.
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Lost in the mountain. Part 1
What you are about to read happened when I was 17, my sense of direction was worse than now and my sense of physical preservation was on vacation. The images used here are allusive because at that time I had neither a camera nor a phone available.
It was noon, summer was coming, classes were saying goodbye and plans without feet and head were beginning to arrive, one of those plans was the one that brought me to that square that fateful day (although at that time I didn't know that everything could get so out of control) I didn't have a phone and I was supposed to meet my friends here, but... There was no sign of them or anyone else, there was only one of the kids from the other group that was going to join us that day. We would go up to the mountain, spend the weekend up there and everything sounded great in my mind, alcohol, food, girls and many other things that only made me want more for the night to come... I didn't know how wrong I was.
Since nobody was arriving, we assumed that we had arrived late and that they had gone ahead of us, we decided to go up by ourselves to catch up with the rest (our first mistake) and we went up, took the main road until we reached the entrance of the sector where we would be camping, we started walking, walking, walking, like this for hours until we reached a cliff that let us see a clearing in the distance and what we thought was the dam next to where we would be camping. There were only two ways to get to that clearing as far as we could see, one was to go back the way we went to the point that gave way to the pine forest, that would take hours, the other was to go down a steep but passable road (according to me of course) as we did not agree on which of the two roads to go, we decided what I think, is one of the worst decisions I have made in my life, we would separate and each would take the best route for the other (our second mistake) and here, my friends, is where things started to go wrong.
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