Tuesday, 6 May 2014


We left Zurich on a gloomy morning with a fully squeezed mobility car. The plan, as usual, was to seek some sun and dry rock. The legend goes that if one crosses the Magic Gotthard Tunnel, on the other end a sunny-Italian-speaking land awaits the weary northerner.

We did just that and had some pretty good climbing in the sun in a crag next to a Sobrio village.

The gang.

Povilas on a 7a.

Cyrill sending a 7b.

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