A beautiful location, a wide valley between snowed-in mountains, sunshine and crisp temperatures - what better place to go to on a day full of rainy forecasts all over Catalunya? A short (but expensive) drive brings one just over the French border, in time to order a true "pain au chocolat" at the Llivia Boulangerie, and hit the warm orange granite running for the gold.
Beautiful scenery of late autumn...
More of the same - Targassonne boulder field with snow in the background
It's been a long while since I bouldered, my most fond memories going back to Fontainebleau. Frozen and cold, it kept us interested and happy for many days, escaping Belgian rock gyms and rainy season. Old times, with old friends, Taz showing off her ankle tatoo while pulling hard on some problem with Scappy in the background, Max and Paolo figuring out the footwork with Dolomite altitude of distinguished Italian mountaineers, Ren trying hard 6cs at Cul de Chien or Sabots, Tim running from one 7a to the next, dynoing up the heart problem, Marc sending 7bs while cheered by Olov. Me never managing to even do a 6a there, falling off many problems, sending a few. Meeting all in the evening to cellebrate with crepes and cidre at the awesome Breton restaurant in the center of the town. Old times, that from far away now seem good again.
I managed to try many boulders in Targassonne as well, falling off most of them, but at least with style: