I believe. By Ivo Ferrari

Ivo Ferrari and the story of a peg, about truth and memories.
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Tomo Česen and the south face of Lhotse
Hello everyone! I’d like to tell you a "story" that I’ve kept to myself for years... my story. I’ll start by introducing myself, my name is Peg. I was born a long, long time ago in a prestigious workshop, at least, at the time it was.

That day many of us were born, let’s say in series... every day, in the prestigious workshop, plenty were born each day, but not all of us were the same: we, those born along with me, my brothers so to speak, were and are "universal". Many believe we’re the most beautiful, the proudest and toughest...

I spent part of my life in a box, not much sun and a lot of shade, until luckily for me on one particular Wednesday - forgive me if I don’t remember the year - my twin brother and I were sold, purchased or perhaps given to a tall man, dark-haired and with a determined gaze. For a while we saw and "travelled" the length and breadth of the Julian Alps. He, the tall man with a determined gaze never mistreated us, we climbed and descended together with him, hanging off his harness ... as if we were on holiday!

My brother and I really had great fun, at times perhaps we got a little cold, but in the evenings we always returned home...

Then, towards the the end of one long and cold winter, we set off with him… and we weren’t alone, we were joined by our relatives, the "angles" .... Who, according to many, aren’t particularly great!

The journey took a long time, every day my brother and I spent hours in a hot blue container... but it was great fun nevertheless, with my brother I could joke and talk about everything. The trip ended beneath an enormous face, less beautiful than us, but very long and very wide... I’d say a “giant".

One day He, the tall man with the determined gaze, clipped us to his harness once again and we set off upwards, towards the top of that Giant ... not all joined us, a few "angles"... and nothing more! The higher we climbed, the more I felt dizzy, I felt cold… a strange sort of cold.

I was asleep when I heard a loud bang, a noise, lots of noise ... I’d been sleeping and I woke up confused, scared... my brother was no longer next to me, he’d been "mistreated", I saw him looking upwards, wedged into a crack in the rock, I saw him but I couldn’t have him next to me! I screamed, cried and hoped he’d come back, but He, the tall man with the determined gaze, didn’t stop, he didn’t pick him up, he left him there, unclipped him and… My brother remained there, in that crack slap bang in the middle of a Giant.

It was cold, very cold and I was alone, disoriented and my head was spinning, I felt really dizzy… I don’t know for certain if he took us on the Top of the Giant, or we’d been there before, I don’t know anything for certain, I don’t want to know anything well, all I know is that my brother is gone, he remained up there, far away from everyone and everything, only in the cold on that mountain... Many years have passed, I no longer went on holiday, I haven’t seen the sun anymore, I live alone in a new container... and I miss my brother!

This is my story that ends with a wish ... One which is perhaps impossible, to transform a dream into reality: to bring my brother home, in the container next to me and to end a story called Truth.

by Ivo Ferrari




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