On the way down, we stopped at sport climbing crag Châteauvert, an old favourite of ours, and were atonished by the warmth of the sunshine. We took as many of our clothes off as was vaguely decent with a Pompiere training course running next to us, and climbed about four routes in the 'Alex' sector, all 4s or 5s, and absolutely delightful. The day was super chilled and it was so nice being able to climb in near-nakedness after a few weeks of definite winter in northern areas. We spent a week nearby in Sainte Maxime, being spoilt silly by Uncle Guy and Mireille with amazing food and an apartment in return for some painting and decorating.
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Before any of the serious business of work began, we went climbing. Obvs. Adrian, Audrey and kids took us to a fairly local crag, Combe Obscure. It feels remote and quiet, almost a bit other-worldly, as we followed the rocky pathways up into the hillside. The cliff only appears at the last minute of the walk in, big scoops of grey rippled limestone mottled with gaping pockets. The climbing is slabby and delicate on the whole, and we worked through a series of routes following the sun. They were delightfully tehnical, although sometimes slightly too run out for our soft dispositions.