Monday 18.07.05
    Three voices of bells in the village announce seven o'clock in the morning and a pleasant surprise is waiting for everybody who pokes his head out of the tent. The sky is covered with clouds completely and a thermometer points to pleasant 24°C.

    "I wish it gets a shock of its life, I'll break all its legs!" a cry is heard from the Slovak tent where a local dog ate whole food supply over the last night.

    A meteorological situation isn't changing at all and what is more, messages about a developement of storms around Monte Cornizzolo are received.

    Organizers claim a free day today and buses are ready to bring up to the ridge those who wants to fly anyway. A weather forecast doesn't promise any improvement for tomorrow and as I can see very clearly nobody looks like a complaining person.