Exactly one year ago today I returned from my first trip to Fontainebleau, France. If I had my way I never would have left. I took some footage from the trip and together with Jon Glassberg and Alton Richardson we made a little movie of my time there. There wasn't any rhyme or reason to the boulders I filmed, they were just things that looked nice, or were different than the standard Font fare, or I just happened to have the camera ready. The pictures in this post are courtesy of France and it's beautiful pastoral countryside.  

In a kind of odd coincidence I just brushed-up a very Font-esque arete (replication is the sincerest form of flattery) in a cluster of sandstone blocs near Boulder yesterday. The problem revolves around a long lock-off to a sidepull and the subsequent foot transition required to gain the next sloper. I've found three seperate methods to get the sidepull but none of them allow me to high step and grab the slope. This arete presents a very unique challenge and is very enticing for that reason despite it not being the most obvious of projects. We shall see how this one ends up.