This is a climb we did back a while ago, eight years ago maybe. The name is the Promesse des Profondeurs at Castelvieil in the Calanques. My partner really, really wanted to climb it again, since we'd had some problems route finding the first time around. I really didn't want to do this climb again,... Continue Reading →
Wandering Around With a Rope
So normally, my partner and I choose a rock climb based on how difficult it is, its orientation (facing the sun or not) and various other things. I've never had to fit my brain into the psychology of the folks who climbed a route for the first time. We did a Demetz/Glück route on the... Continue Reading →
The Balls
There are many expressions with balls: dropping them, not having any, keeping them rolling, waiting for them to drop, wax ones, etc. I was supposed to be climbing with seven friends this weekend. Instead I was climbing with four, because two of them dropped the ball. One sort of had an excuse, but the other... Continue Reading →
Moove your cow, and your mind will follow. 