After our memorable Gore-Tex Tour, thanks as well to the clothing from Mountain Equipment, the scratches from the big wall are slowly fading. In the meantime, maybe awaiting next summer, I am preciously guarding the memories of the fjord-filled country and its impeccable granite.
Now back to Spain, a new life, my old life, all over again. One year after first visits to Rodellar with Pau and company, and first painful struggles up the powerful routes there, I have come back with enthusiasm, determination, and new company: Dani and a couple from Cadiz. Just before Norway, on an impromptu visit with Sarah, I got back on a couple of lines I had in mind and figured I could start having projects in Rodellar too, especially now that I am concentrating on pull-ups and endurance as part of my training schedule. Unfortunately, one of them, the first pitch of Ironman, will probably be wet for some time now. However, seeing Carlos Llogroño float over the wet line made me think anything is possible. Anyway, the first objective has been the ever-bouldery, polished, and overhanging Pequeño Pablo. It had me rather scared and feeling incapable last year, however this time it went quickly, although in full sweat, with encouragement and inspiration from Dani. Thanks, bou!
I also left my quickdraws hanging for a day on Maria ponte el harnes, another classic and awesome line that might make me come back as quickly as next w-end. Seeing the almost-locals Rodri, Eli, Marieta, Esteve, and Xavi left me with the good feeling of coming back to a place I enjoy. Despite the tourists and the (already smaller) crowds, there is something there in Rodellar, the atmosphere, the canyon, the zen spirit, and so much peace of the place that keeps me a little enchanted and dreaming of more lines, more limestone, endurance, and pocket-pulling action. Thinking about moves, projects, and new friends. Maybe paradise does exist?
Dave, Helena, and myself at the base of Blaamann, picture by Paul Diffley
Now back to Spain, a new life, my old life, all over again. One year after first visits to Rodellar with Pau and company, and first painful struggles up the powerful routes there, I have come back with enthusiasm, determination, and new company: Dani and a couple from Cadiz. Just before Norway, on an impromptu visit with Sarah, I got back on a couple of lines I had in mind and figured I could start having projects in Rodellar too, especially now that I am concentrating on pull-ups and endurance as part of my training schedule. Unfortunately, one of them, the first pitch of Ironman, will probably be wet for some time now. However, seeing Carlos Llogroño float over the wet line made me think anything is possible. Anyway, the first objective has been the ever-bouldery, polished, and overhanging Pequeño Pablo. It had me rather scared and feeling incapable last year, however this time it went quickly, although in full sweat, with encouragement and inspiration from Dani. Thanks, bou!
Colorful Egocentrismo
I also left my quickdraws hanging for a day on Maria ponte el harnes, another classic and awesome line that might make me come back as quickly as next w-end. Seeing the almost-locals Rodri, Eli, Marieta, Esteve, and Xavi left me with the good feeling of coming back to a place I enjoy. Despite the tourists and the (already smaller) crowds, there is something there in Rodellar, the atmosphere, the canyon, the zen spirit, and so much peace of the place that keeps me a little enchanted and dreaming of more lines, more limestone, endurance, and pocket-pulling action. Thinking about moves, projects, and new friends. Maybe paradise does exist?
Discussing moves with Marc-bou, Rodellar 2010
4 comments:
Hi Julia! Nice to see you again! :)
Merci, guapa, encantada tambien :)
Eiiii Boua,
tu inspiración y determinación salen de tu interior, nada tiene que ver el chico grigui, pero se agradece el cumplido wapa!! :)
Dani
Eii, maku, merci por los complimentos, pero el mas fuerte en este equipo eres tu! A flotar, atorix!!!
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