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Tag Archives: The Pyrenees
Sierra Nevada: Some Helpful Notes
STANDING on the summit of Montardo a couple of years ago and gazing south to a horizon of snow-capped rocky ridges and unknown valleys, it occurred to me that the highest mountain in Spain must lie in the immediate vicinity … Continue reading
Tuc de Marimanha and the Twelve Amigos
STUCK on a ledge. Progress has come to a halt in a sort of juddering fashion. On either side of this narrow and chaotic ridge the ground falls away alarmingly to steep scree slopes hundreds of feet below. A short … Continue reading
Montardo – The Beast and the Beauty
THIS young woman glides effortlessly up the rocky path beneath the forest. In her hand is a furled umbrella, on her back a small sack. As she passes she whispers a polite “hola” then disappears around one of the many zigzag … Continue reading
Pic d’Ansabere – and up the Wardrobe
HAD another strange dream last night. Must really lay off the red wine and cheese. I was in the Olympic climbing team and we had to get on top of a wardrobe. This bloke tried scaling the side and fell … Continue reading
Pic d’Anie – Following the Splodges
WE drive up hairpin bends to Lescun, a hamlet tucked in a high fold of the Pyrenees – a really beautiful mountain village with narrow streets and classic views of the Cirque Lescun, a wall of limestone ridges to the … Continue reading


















