Six weeks spent indoors on plastic has flown by, and we are already itching to refuel our addiction to the sandstone boulders of Fontainebleau; a return to the simple life of climbing, eating and sleeping, away from the complexities of modern comfort. Happily we are leaving tomorrow for three weeks in the forest and although we will miss friends, family and the hospitality we have received while home (and back-to-back episodes of 'Buffy'), it feels pretty sweet to be off once more. It's not all play, as we'll be exchanging some hard graft for a place to stay for a week or two with Helen and her family. We're looking forward to meeting them too and getting stuck into some DIY as well as rock-time with some new faces.
Here's to old eggs to crack and new one's to lay, with fresh company and familiar. Bring on the omelette - once, of course, we've packed up the car...
P.s. Not the topless pics you were expecting? Dirty bugger.