A very cold bit of water, I liked the idea of swimming upstream, getting nowhere, yet moving. I’ve swum here a lot this summer and I wanted to try and film it and capture the tranquility of the place.
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tour de france
So the TDF was passing within a few miles from where I live. Lavelanet is probably the least inspiring town in the region, drab and run down, seemingly more so in the drizzle waiting for the cyclists to pass. After an hour a cavalcade of motorised advertising appeared, hyper cheerful people harnessed to garish trash…
Ariege
It’s been a period of change, flux and transition. I’ve sold my house in Marazion and moved to France, with a fair bit of drifting and driving in between. It’s very strange to have moved, it’s not something I have done much of, now I find myself in the Pyrennes and questioning a little as…
tree
Bouron Marlotte, Fontainebleau. Icy evening, moon, mist and trees. The next morning I watched as two forestry workers cut down a large diseased tree. The chain saw buzzed and sawed cuts around the tree base, one cut and another watched, metal wedges driven in to the cut. I looked at the top branches waiting to…
in between the rain
Amazingly it was dry today! I nearly missed it, such has been the unrelenting regularity of shit weather. Filmed a couple of classics, a lot else was covered in damp glowing wet lichen. I also saw for the first time the damage on the classic arete boulder. It does look like it was intentional. I…
Australia boulder 3D laser scan video
When I first saw the results of the scanning I was quite unprepared for what I saw. It is quite hard to describe, but I can say it was not like looking at a conventional digital image. What I had previously always seen from my perspective as a climber, I could now see from one…
cold granite
‘Arctic blast’ says the weatherman…this means granite projects…muddy paths, not a soul around, slate coloured sky and steel clear sea.
Pit boulder, Ogwen.
Although I didn’t intend to I’ve freed myself from my projects. I was feeling tired and uninspired so I checked out a boulder that I thought might be dry (it was raining). I’d done Harvey Oswald as a stand start some years ago, but I’d forgotten what a good-looking boulder it was. The sit start…
the pangs
I want to describe and represent a visceral recollection of a bouldering session. I’ve been in N wales for a few days and recalling a session yesterday as I sit in my van after a long night’s sleep and write. I’m reading William Finnegan’s ‘Barbarian Days a Surfing Life’ which is most likely one of…
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