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Moon and Honey

They (whoever they may be) say most things don’t go according to plan. That’s why I never really had one grand master plan and that’s just how I like it. But still, I did not expect that one consequence of leaving to work on Ikaria island would be a honeymoon on another Mediterranean island 3 years later. Nassim Nicholas Taleb would call it a black swan event…

Plage de’l Ostriconi & Ille Rousse from Punta Liatoghiu

Ikaria and Corsica share many things (if not the popularity) and it would be hard to decide which one is better. One thing is undisputed though… Corsica has some pretty terrible tasting honey and that alone knocks off many points on my scale. We went shopping and got 4 different honeys and so far 2 have proven to be almost inedibly bitter. 1 was OK (miel de miellat) and 1 is yet unopened. Since then I found both of the horrible ones online but I won’t single out the producers. I have too much respect and admiration for beekeepers and their products. I presume it’s the maquis flowers in the specific area where bees were collecting since the taste is horrible. I know some honeys have a very strong, distinctive taste, some are quite bitter, but these two are in their own league. All I will share is that one is a spring, the other an autumn honey (miel de maquis de printemps and miel de maquis d’automne) with no specific source plant identified. It definitely wasn’t sage, lavender or rosemary (which can result in some awesome honey).

forêt communale between Vezanni & Vivario

One common “problem” of Mediterranean spring time, so familiar from Ikaria, that I hoped we’d manage to avoid this time around, was rain. And lots of it. Simply put we were there 2 weeks too early. Our last days were the first days of summer. Which ruled out many ideas of running around in the mountains. We were only allowed a few brief glimpses at the alpine, snow covered playground. It would have been fine if we had a decent alternative for grey days such as surfing or kayaking.

Col/Aiguille De Bavella (Bavedda) from the east
bergeries de Capelaccia, vallée de la Restonica

Just as well I guess… after an ankle injury on day 4 or 5 I couldn’t rock climb worth a damn, but I also couldn’t scuba dive any more. At least I squeezed in two dives at Calvi & Porto before the injury. Both sides of Scandola nature reserve proved marine reserves can do wonders for neighboring areas with marine life spreading out and benefiting everyone. It was the first time I saw groupers and they were everywhere. The topography was nice as well, add a decent wreck or two and it would have been perfect.

on a coastal trail with a stray dog towards St. Florent from Plage Cadarelli

We did pull off a few climbs though. We spent two days in Foret de Bonifatu close to Calvi, climbing on bolted granite (or some similar rock) routes of secteur Figarella which is conveniently located an easy 10min walk and a jump across the river from the spacious parking lot.

As we were already a bit late we did first two pitches on Passe à l’ombre (4+, 5), then decided we have some more time so we went for the first three pitches of Les Oignons Grognons (5+, 4, 5+). At this point we really did run out of light so we crossed on a ledge back towards Passe à l’ombre believing we were on the exit ledge (see topo). You can buy Falaises de Corse topo guide, but the updates are online for free. Anyway, it turned out we were just below the correct ledge and eventually couldn’t go forward any more. We then abseiled one pitch on a bolt of Passe à l’ombre leaving a carabiner behind.

end of pitch 3, Passe à l’ombre, Foret de Bonifatu

We liked the rock and the general area so we decided to come back the next day after diving and clean the route. But we were late again so we left the last 6a pitch for some other time and came down on the real exit ledge after 5 pitches (4+, 5, 6a+/A0, 6a, 3). At first we were a bit concerned about the grades but after practically walking up the first two pitches it was clear the grades are a bit inflated compared to what we’re used to. At least if you’re comfortable trusting your shoes have enough grip. There’s hardly anything to hold but you don’t really need it as long as you do the correct footwork. The 6a+/A0 pitch had one crux move where pulling on the quickdraw was the only solution we could come up with but was otherwise very easy. As was the next 6a. So all in all I’d say that particular sector could easily drop one grade.

Corsica is a great destination, if you time it right and have some alternatives, as the weather can change dramatically around different parts of the island. But that’s just what makes it so interesting.

Winter 2010/11

I’ve been totally neglecting this site for the past half a year. For some reason or another I don’t find anything worthwhile to write about or I do but then I change my mind and so we go back full circle. So perhaps it’s time to make a little summary of the past few months…

Nothing much happened after the summer road trip to Portugal. At least not worth talking about… Eventually we had a Finnish Xmas in Tampere and a wedding on new years eve near Lahti.

walking on ice towards the western tip of Enonsaari island on lake Vesijärvi.
Lasse & Johanna at the end of a not quite typical beach wedding photoshoot, overcast -10°C & light snow, Pikku-kukkanen lake near Lahti

some more in a slideshow…

Afterwards we had ourselves a quick summer in the middle winter ski trip to Austria. Tauplitz, Saalbach-Hinterglemm-Leogang, Zell am See-Kaprun and Zauchensee on an extremely warm prolonged weekend. No powder to be found anywhere… just the hard packed reality of a lousy winter. We based ourselves at a small bio bauernhof. Nicely priced, convenient location with lots of great skiing within an hours drive and friendly.

X2-West Side Story on Kitzsteinhorn ©Jonna

a few more in a slideshow…

On occasion we managed to get out, do some winter hiking and the like. The photo below is from a ski touring escape, there and back before lunch type of deal.

short break above Baška grapa ©Jonna

again more in a slideshow…

To Portugal and Back

Mixing business and pleasure in travel is something that doesn’t always work but something I try to do as often as possible nevertheless. If nothing else it takes the edge off the boring A to B business travel. There are certain complications, mixing scheduled and unscheduled mindset is just one of them, but at the same time it gives you a rough outline of what you’re doing and where you’re going which can be a good thing (sometimes).

At the end of July we took off on a road trip to Portugal and back. Through the flat north of Italy, into Abruzzi national park, down to La Spezia and Cinque Terre and along the coast to Monaco. Cote d’Azur and Provence are some of the nicest, although incredibly crowded parts of France in the summer. Of course it depends where you try to go as there are quite many Provençal roads that take you to some amazing places where you can feel quite alone. We drove up to Grand canyon du Verdon then onwards to Gorges du Galamus in Pyrénées-Orientales. From there we drove all the way to Portugal in a long single day. Over the mountains through Andorra and into northern Spain where we didn’t have much time to stop as we already spent most of our pre-conference time.

our rented Citroen Berlingo at Camps-sur-l’Agly

Eventually we made it to Avanca (near Estarreja/Porto) where the AvancaCinema conference was held in a small primary school (that was a bit of a surprise to say the least). Things run slowly in some parts of the world and when we got there (on time) most things weren’t even ready yet. So we took off on a hunt for a campsite on a beach as close as possible. We found one in Furaduro which I guess is a typical summer holiday town next to a long stretch of sandy beach with decent waves coming in.

on the beach at Furaduro, near Porto

The conference itself was partially interesting, if nothing else it blew away many preconceived ideas I had about academia and it should take the edge off when I attend the next one. And to further demonstrate how slowly things run, it’s now the end of November and the conference proceedings still haven’t been published even though they’ve promised them first by the end of August, then by the end of October, then….

cliff near Sanxenxo, Galicia

So rather than hang around for longer than it was absolutely necessary (they did have some amazing cakes at the opening dinner) we chose to take off. Not to the south of Portugal as originally planned (will have to wait for some other occasion) but north through Galicia to the bay of Biscay, Picos de Europa NP, the amazing Guggenheim museum in Bilbao and Biarritz/Anglet for some surf scouting.

Pont d’Espagne

We got caught in torrential downpours back in the Pyrénées where we tried to get some climbing done (just one morning on a low granite wall) so we ran back towards the sunny and windy Provence. Swimming at Pont du Gard, climbing at Dentelles de Montmirail… good times.

swimming at Pont du Gard

Dentelles really are an amazing place to climb. A long, serrated, narrow saw of limestone jutting out of Côtes du Rhône vineyard country. Perfectly oriented so that you can either climb on the sunny or shady side of the rock, depending on the season. There is one drawback though. The wind. The maestral/mistral making its way down to Rhone delta can get up to such speed that it can make climbing a bit of a problem. At some point I felt like I might be pulled off the wall and my glasses were shaking like a flag in the wind. So violently in fact I could hardly see. I was stuck in a relatively comfortable position with decent holds on a 5b route but I knew it would be a bad idea to continue. So I aborted, leaving one biner in the wall as a souvenir for someone who finds it.

Dentelles de Montmirail

All in all we did 6555km in two weeks. The kind folks at Citroen Merlak rented us a Berlingo for a price well below the normal rate for which I am extremely grateful. In return we made a proper test drive which revealed some issues I have with the car. The first and foremost being the lack of 6th gear. With the number of motorway kilometres we do in a typical week it would be essential. At an average speed of 69km/h on everything from motorways to mountain roads we got by on 6.1 l/100km (38.6mpg) of diesel. Not bad, but not that great either by my expectations. Simply closing one rear view mirror at 130 km/h will give you a half litre improvement. It has to be said though, those mirrors are amazing while reversing. As is the space the car offers. Perhaps too much for most people, but it sure is comfortable if you’re on the road and living out of the car.

The rest of the photos as slideshow:

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