Flexibility is the name of the game

It was a pretty impressive performance from two blokes who thought they were going skiing but ended up suspended from a limestone cliff in the south of France. On the penultimate pitch [which I will concede was airy] Bill mused "At the end of this pitch I can decide if I ever want to climb again!"

Bill Mills and Greg Knott arrived in Chamonix and while the forecast for the next day was okay the weather forecast for the following days was not. It was utter and total crap. We skied the classic Crochue-Berard ski tour on our first day and then during the afternoon downpour we convened a "Council of War" discussion on what we might do with the rest of our time together.
I suggested that we should bin the skiing and jump in the car and head to Provence for some rock climbing. There was no hesitation from Bill and Greg " Lets do it." They said.

The next day we zoomed down to Grenoble and then joined the N75 and were soon enjoying climbing on warm sunny rock in Orpierre.


During the next 2 days we progressed to some of the big spectacular multi pitch climbs and the equally big rappells: descents