Sharp Holds, Cheap Whine and Sunshine

“Maraleeeeeeef” Spain!


‘Perhaps one of the more pressing concerns when taking an overseas trip is how many pairs of underpants should one take..?
This only becomes clear when things go south and your first thought is.. “if only I had taken one more pair!”
This however is not one of those adventures, nor any other type but the exactly the type which you are reading.
‘Located in the heart of Catalunya, Spain.
Margalef, a place known for its most formidable and extravagant olive oil, almond harvest and of course world class climbing.
What some may not know is that 90% of the climbing is on pockets, pockets and you guessed it, more pockets!
Actually I was not aware of this but luckily I was prepared none then less..
Almost missing my flight was not something I was exactly prepared for either.
Making all my plans for the next day of departure it was only per-chance, or “meant to be” as some might say.
On the train eastward bound, a cold shudder ran over me as I realised this was the day!! With a most calculated and precise turn around and packing time, one hour later I was on my way to Sydney once again to catch my ride on the Etihad Airbus a380 over the horizon..
Back at Margalef the Wine was surely cheap. This however was not the time to meddle with such temptations, as to be clear and focused for the adventures and challenges ahead.
As Luke and I explored our way around the Limestone hillsides we where soon joined by Stu-Art, another fellow Australian Rock Frother. Armed with the most formidable healing powers of the Zinc cream, gallons of milk and other extravagant spiky contraptions, we joined forces and continued in our quest for glory.
For myself, I choose not the perfect project but rather sample as much and as many climbs as possible. On-sight climbing being the main name of the game, solving complex sequences on the fly without any rehearsal or prior knowledge.
Just sport-climbing at its purest!
Enjoying every day..
This was definitely not the easy option, as some attempts would be over at the first bolt. Most often either by slip, slop or slap..
Sometimes, a combination of all.
Many attempts would venture a bit further, some even just past the last bolt, whilst others where a bloody fight right till the very, where inevitable would happened and the anchors where where clipped 🙂
The most glory however, was had in the attempts that where a fierce battle regardless of the outcome. Where the reward was the effort itself, in that very moment of my existence.
Many grandest thank’s to Luke and Stu for the best time and company, whilst being away from home in the wild wild west.
A huge thank you to Spelean for the ultimate in rock climbing gear and helping make this trip possible!!!  Outdoor Agencies for the fantastic approach and climbing footwear. Tools of the Adventure for their sensational moving ‘Movement’ pants.
“It is not what we do, but with whom and how.
It’s the he little things, the small details that makes this world full of wonder.”

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