Frankenjura again! A short five-day trip, which turned out to be amazing!
I don’t believe that the Frankenjura needs any introduction…
“shall I continue?” he asked whilst hanging on a crimp, gobsmacked I yelled: “Yes, you fool! Finish it!”
Having all the time in the world is a strange position to be in…
We’re in the last month of our trip and our agendas are slowly filling up with appointments in Belgium, Holland and Germany. Things are coming to an end and somehow that seems alright with me.
Yesterday: Benoît Davison – one of Northern-Britain’s finest lads – climbed “Pata Negra”, a true stamina-monster in Rodellar.
A good friend of mine told me I should write about processes. “Nobody cares about raw facts, Micha, it’s all about the process!” Point taken…
Much has happened since my last post! I’ve experienced that resistance doesn’t only exist in theory and we’re doing our very best to destroy our mobile home; hitting walls and balconies (hitting a pedestrian next time)!
Jawollo! It did it!
Last Sunday I finally climbed “Hobby Extra”, a classic test piece just south of Vienna. It was named after an old brand of strong cigarettes, the Austrian equivalent of Belgium’s “Groene Michel”.
Vanaf toen ging het alleen maar beter, mentaal kreeg ik een enorme boost en twee dagen later lukte wat vorig jaar in april nét niet lukte: “Espacio Tiempo”