Dear friends, here long-awaited appointment of Vito, who returns after a long break and on the day of his 21st birthday, who wakes up at 6.15 to be able to go and get Mark to 6.50, which strangely he may be found on time (the day begins with a foot different from usual) and then go to recover by way of Stephen and Luca Zandonai, convinced the target set at the previous days, the cultured Pavia. In via Zandonai notice anything unusual from the start, it appears in the distance a single figure who turned out to be one of the Great Master, who wonder if he knew something of Luke, but the answer is negative. After numerous phone calls to a mobile phone left to itself, we believe that without Luke, but mostly without his pasture, not Covenient reach Pavia, at which point between disappointed and pissed we decided to go anyway and take the exit Pontoglio (BS) and a visit of Castelli Calepio (BG) on the River Oglio. Arrived on the spot, behind a power plant, we settle and begin to throw our lines, but to no avail. Meanwhile we learn that Luke is already on our tracks on Lombard autostarde why you decided to use his leave of reaching that Calepio Castelli. Cirpesfis the arrival of Luke (without Daniel) has a moment of craziness that tends to be a rite for the continuation of the day fishing with 4 bongos which were (do not know why) in the machine of Luke. After this ritual, which has reduced the dignity of the already not very high (see video), we decide change of place, just ahead we see a little park overlooking the river with the comfortable "steps" artificial. Here too, we run our lines, but between a gurgle of a fish stomach and arm the three followers of the Great Master Fisherman leave the business, leaving the hope of scappottarsi. Now at noon with no fish or the like, we decide that it's time to comfort each other in a restaurant decide to leave Vitus and his Tom Tom, which shows that a 2-3 km there is a restaurant just above Grumello del Monte (city wine). Unfortunately, the 'just above "appears to be approximately 1000 meters in altitude, but as you climb all the time we notice that wine companies urge us to rise more and more. Once in the restaurant, greeted by a beautiful waitress start eating and drinking, thinking that this restaurant could come into run-off with the "hunters". The disciples of the Great Master realize that in a one hour meeting have to do their (first or second) love the game of football, but at the same time realize that only Stephen and Vito are able to drive , then Vito and Marco (who falls asleep in the back after 3 minutes, leaving Vito De Gregori sing alone, Battisti and Gaetano) on a machine and Ste and Luke on the other. We arrive at our 15 Cinisello somewhat disappointed not to have taken anything, then we decide that the next day we had to go to Boscherona to catch at least something. This, however, earned only about Ste, Marco and Vito who took respectively 2 catfish the first two and a catfish on the third, leaving Luke, once again, a dry mouth. The
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