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Trans Raraul de 1 decembrie/ Trans Rarau at 1 december

In ciuda faptului ca termometrul indica sub -17 grade, sambata ne-am aventurat intr-o mica excursie pe Trans Rarau. Imbracati gros, cu haine pe dedesubt si corpurile tremurande am pornit la drum alaturi de razele soarelui vesel ce ne-a calauzit calea.

In primul rand trebuie sa recunosc ca Trans Raraul in plina iarna nu se asemana deloc cu Trans Raraul parcurs pe timpul verii.

Drumul este ingreunat de un carosabil inghetat dificil de parcurs, ceea ce ingreuneaza urcarea pe munte cu masina, in special in cazul in care nu esti echipat cu cauciucuri de iarna.

Am observat masini neechipate corespunzator care alunecau periculos si nu erau capabile sa orienteze masina in vreo directie din cauza conditiilor de iarna, deci sfatul meu este sa nu iesiti la drum daca nu sunteti pregatiti in totalitate!

Drumul este brazdat cu arbori falnici si acoperiti de nea, troiene mici si mijlocii si culori reci de iarna. Peisajul montan este mirific in aceasta perioada, datorita zapezii albe ce s-a depus incet dar sigur peste tinut.

La pragul Trans Raraului ai sansa sa descoperi prin intermediul ferestrei masinii adevarate picturi ale naturii, opere de arta create de Dumnezeu insusi.

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Peisajul mirific al Trans Raraului pe perioada iernii

Zapada scrasneste zgomotos sub picioare iar gerul este musafirul nepoftit al sezonului infrigurat ce domneste pretutindeni. Insa odata ce ajungi in partea superioara a Trans Raraului ajungi sa uiti de ger si frig, deoarece privelistea si aerul puternic iti taie respiratia.

Un cer albastru si clar domina muntii pudrati de zapada scotand aburi fumurii. Imprejur sunt arbori inalti si impozanti ce se tin de mana intr-un dans muntenesc, respectand parca datina Craciunului.

Un covor alb s-a asternut peste pamant cuprinzand in intregime cadrul inghetat, lasand cateva petice de iarba uscata tarzie, pe ici-colo. Dupa un arbore inalt poti admira soarele in toata splendoarea lui, luminand particule minuscule de zapada si transformandu-le in mici licurici diurni.

Cand te simti prea inmarmurit de gradele cu minus ai sansa de a poposi la un mic adapost exterior din lemn masiv, la o cana de ceai sau de vin indulcit fierbinte.

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… Si un adevar crud

Pe drumul de intoarcere am vazut cadavre – sau ceea ce a mai ramas din arborii taiati cu cruzime de catre oameni straini, neiubitori de frumos. Vehiculele ocoleau curioase si nedumerite utilaje in care urmau sa fie incarcati copacii ciopliti prea devreme, si cu totii aveam aceeasi intrebare: DE CE?!

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Am ramas cu un gust amar la vederea acestei imagini si nu vreau sa ma gandesc la faptul ca in timp, ceea ce astazi pentru mine este un subiect de poveste, maine s-ar putea sa nu mai existe.

Cu totii am sarbatorit ziua de 1 Decembrie, ziua Romaniei ieri, dar dragii mei, intrebarea mea este: In ani si ani, cum vom putea sarbatori o Romanie goala si pustie, fara vegetatie si natura?!

La sfarsitul zilei, desi am ajuns acasa tarziu si nu imi mai simteam membrele, aveam un zambet fad pe fata si o durere in suflet. Am adaugat in sertarasul cu amintiri cateva fotografii ce vor dainui si care in timp vor deveni povesti de spus la o ceasca de ceai fierbinte, intr-o zi friguroasa de iarna, in fata semineului.

Povesti ce poate viitorii mei copii si nepoti nu le vor pricepe… .

English version

Despite the fact that the thermometer indicates below -17 degrees, on Saturday we ventured on a small excursion on Trans Rarau. Thick clothing, with clothes underneath and trembling bodies, we set off on our way alongside the rays of the merry sun that guided our way.

First of all, I must admit that Trans Rarau in winter does not resemble at all with Trans Rarau in the summer.

The road is aggravated by a difficult frozen road, which makes it difficult to climb the mountain by car, especially if you are not equipped with winter tires.

I noticed unprepared cars that slipped dangerously and were not able to steer the car in any direction due to winter conditions, so my advice is not to go out if you are not fully prepared!

The road is bordered by towering and snow-covered trees, small and medium trojen and cold winter colors. The mountain scenery is magnificent during this period, due to the white snow, which was deposited slowly but surely on the ground.

At the Trans Rarau, you have the chance to discover through the window of the car true paintings of nature, works of art created by God himself.

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                    The wonderful landscape of Trans Rarau during the winter time

Snow is screaming underfoot and frost is the uninvited guest of the inflamed season that reigns everywhere. But once you get to the upper part of the Trans Rarau you can forget about cold and cold, because the view and the strong air are breathtaking.

A blue and clear sky dominates the snowy dusty mountains scrubbing steam. Surrounding are tall trees and imposing trees that hold their hands in a mountain dance, respecting Christmas.

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A white carpet of snow splashed over the earth, integrally enclosing the frozen frame, leaving a few patches of old grass. After a tall tree you can admire the sun in all its splendor, illuminating tiny snow particles and turning them into small diurnal fireflies.

When you feel overwhelmed by the minus degrees, you have the chance to go to a small outdoor massive wood shelter, to a cup of tea or hot sweetened wine.

                                                            … And a cruel truth

On the way back we saw bodies – or what was left of the trees crucified by foreign, unlovingly beautiful people. Vehicles were bypassing curious and puzzling machines in which the graven trees were to be loaded too soon, and we all had the same question: WHY ?!

I am left with a bitter taste in view of this image and I do not want to think that in time, what today is for me a story, tomorrow may not exist anymore.

We all celebrated the 1st of December, the day of Romania yesterday, but my dear, my question is: In years and years, how can we celebrate an empty and deserted Romania without vegetation and nature ?!

At the end of the day, although I arrived late at home and did not feel my limbs anymore, I had a faint smile on my face and a pain in my heart. I added in the drawer with memories a few photographs that will last and which in time will become stories to tell at a cup of hot tea, on a cold winter day in front of the fireplace.

Stories that my future children and grandchildren will not understand …