We went to the Grand Cap rock climbing. We almost bivied but at last moment threw in a tent as it was a ski in. I shivered from 3-5am until I realised that John was awake to. It seemed highly unlikely we would be going rock climbing at 3800 m. How did I just have one of my coldest nights ever in the mountains while in a tent when its 20 C during the day! After a few brews to warm up and having my feet in and out of my touring boot liners to rewarm them we legged it from the tent to route where the sun was already hitting. What followed was sublime day out on perfect rock, all the more sweet as it was so unexpected in the middle of the ski season and having barely touched rock for months. I’d been wanting to climb this monolith for 15 years. Thanks to John McCune for a great day.
Category: climbing
Aiguille du Genepi – SE Arrete
Sunkissed immaculate orange & gold granite, ski in, ski out, climb in t shirts, views to the north wall of the Argentiere basin. 6 pitches to wet the appetite. Check out Cedric’s awesome photos @ http://cedricbernardini.wordpress.com/2012/03/15/watching-birds-and-other-planes/
Point Lachenal Rock Climbing
Cascade Climbing
After a couple days away with work and being desk bound I was keen to get for some exercise and my friend Nico ‘Muscles’ Magnin had been noising me up to get out for a day before his guiding work started in February (www.chamonixguideaventure.com) . I met Nico while training for the probatoire (ENSA entry). Nico and myself both have a competitive cycling background, his on the road and mine on mtbs. One day during our training we had to run from Chamonix to the Pillier Rouge of the Blaitiere carrying sports climbing kit. Nico was about 45 mins quicker than me, definitely quite a gifted set of genes! Anyway yesterday we had a fantastic day on the ice doing 4 lines. I havent climbed steep ice for a few years now so it was good to get some mileage in and regain a feel for it. Thanks Nico!
Gabarrou-Albinoni
With high pressure continuing to dominate it was time to get out and swing the tools with flatmate and Scottish climbing partner Sandy Simpson. Leaving the house were greeted with -12C temps but in the sun on the Midi all seemed more pleasant. This was Sandy’s first time up the Midi on skis and first ski approach to a climb. His 3 weeks of dedicated ski practice had payed off and we were quickly down to the foot of the route. Another pair joined us and to our relief were headed to Modica Noury leaving us to enjoy the route without added hazards. Starting off in the sun it was pretty warm but as we climbed into the shade it steadily got colder throughout the day and despite maintaining a good temp my hands were getting pretty parky while leading the final steep pitch.
The high wind the previous week has stripped back the snow and polished the ice which became more like iron the higher we climbed. Placing a screw almost needed and ice axe to turn it in!
Rapping down was the usual stressful experience. I bounce tested all the anchors, pulling out a peg on one, snapping the cord on another. Another team had been climbing below us and one of the anchors they used was a booming flake of doom so we used an abolokov. After passing that team on the raps it was a relief to get clear at the foot of the route and away from any falling rocks (and get my belay jacket back from Sandy as the temperature was dropping fast!). The sunset alpenglow over the Periades was absolutely stunning and worth being there for that alone.
Sandy’s first valley blanche was to be a mostly night run. The lack of moon was compensated by a decent headtorch and skiing strongly we descended rapidly enjoying looking at the stars around the peaks. Near the Requin hut my girlfriend phoned to see where we were and pulling my phone out of my chest pocket it was sheathed in ice as perspiration from climbing in the morning sunshine had frozen solid.
At the buvette we looked down to the pretty street lights of Chamonix before zipping down the track. To our surprise we came across a couple of guys walking down with their skis with no torch or backpacks. The valley blanche had probably been a bigger adventure than they had anticipated.
Thanks Sandy for a great day.












