This year has been a very busy working year for me. It may explain my lack of blogging recently. Since late is better than never, I am finally taking a few minutes to talk about my two weeks trip to France last august. Basically, it was a last minute decision. I just wanted to climb as much as possible in different places but also get some rest. Marc-Antoine and I came up with a plan: We flew to Marseille, rented a car and went to Buoux for scary vertical sport climbs, Ceuse for fitness and finally Les gorges du Verdon for some adventures. It turned out to be amazing. I always feel a little jealous of French climbers because they have such great playgrounds. I wish I could import just one of their cliffs. Here are some pictures.
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