For more than thirty years, I wrote as a journalist a countless number of stories about men and nature, from every continent.
I narrated their lucky and unlucky events as well as their dramas and achievements.
Despite who they were, simple mountaineers or experts and nature concerned scientists, renowned benefactors or fine connoisseurs of golf, they all thrilled me with their stories and gave me the chance to personally get to know Parks, Natural Reserves, true wilderness areas and Golf Clubs of awesome beauty, anywhere in the world.
I am deeply thankful to all of them, as they shared their passions with me and with all those who read their undertakings.
Along my career I understood that there are no beautiful or ugly stories but only stories which are either well narrated or not.
I learnt that those very tales could have been written in different styles and not necessarily in words as you would see in a book or a report. An image, a photography, a video and any other communication tool placed to our disposal can be so direct and effective to narrate those chronicles.
So, in time, my work place has become wider and wider.
There are no beautiful or ugly stories but only stories which are either well narrated or not.
