Aiguille d'Argentière

Eager to get some acclimatization, we went to Argentiere basin for a weekend. In addition to pretty good snow, we got to do some sunbathing and climb a few pitches of ice.

Chulilla

Every-time I go to Spain, I am stunned by the quality and the quantity of bolted limestone. Whether you go to Siurana or Rodellar, there is usually a common theme - an old town, tucked away in a spectacular valley with miles of orange rock stretching in all direction. This time we went to Chulilla - a medieval town with a buzzing climbing scene and we even got to stay in a house build centuries ago.

Moules-frites and golden granite in Corsica

''Is that white mark a tick or a birdshit? '' I heard Saule say in the middle of a pumpy pitch.

Wetterhorn

Ever since the first ascent of Wetterhorn in 1844, the imposing mountain rising up from Grindelwald has captured the imagination of mountaineers. Almost two centuries later, we had a pleasure to climb the ridges and slopes of Wetterhorn on a clear summer day.

Salbit Westgrat

Climbing the West Ridge of Salbit has always been in the plans. Finally, we got round to it. Well, it didn't let us down - a long day climbing along beautiful granite spine was pretty impressive. 

Long night on Midi-Plan ridge and a sunny afternoon in Foehnmauer

It is probably quite a general law of life that when you don’t take something seriously enough, it gets you. Frieder and I (re)learned it one more time after climbing Le Fil a Plomb on Rognon du plan.

Saule on a day we chose to be wiser

Snow

Having escaped the winter this time, it was very enjoyable to put in a few turns upon returning to the northern hemisphere.