I haven't done anything fun apart from a very good aperitivo at Trombicche's in Siena, where a simple five minutes visit to say ciao turned into a hour and half long chat with many friends and many glasses of red wine.
The plan is to keep my focus, train hard in the hot temps, and become a raging beast in order to destroy UK in autumn, when I hope to score a longer stay than the last one (a shorter one would be very difficult...). In the meanwhile I'll try to reap some mid term goal, as Keith told me.
One small story about the man himself:
when he came here in June 2007, Keith on his last day here tried "Caminati's problem" a supposed 7c that Michele opened many years ago during a Sasso Boulder Party. The problem is hard, still has to see a repeat with Michele's beta, and with the usual push of Keith's psyche, that day we both put ourselves at work, using a powerful, dynamic, precarious campus move. It was baptized "Caminati's problem, the English way", and judged 8a by the man himself. I didn't do it, and that wasn't strange; what was strange was that Keith didn't either. Later that year, I managed to find myself on top of said problem, with my legs trembling from the emotion so much that I had to sit down for a while before getting down. Full of love and joy I ran home and told my girlfriend the big news, and then started asking myself and herself if I could really have climbed another 8a. She said:"If Keith told it's 8a, it's 8a. Keith knows it. He only climbs 8a's".
It's a nice story, isn't it?
The plan is to keep my focus, train hard in the hot temps, and become a raging beast in order to destroy UK in autumn, when I hope to score a longer stay than the last one (a shorter one would be very difficult...). In the meanwhile I'll try to reap some mid term goal, as Keith told me.
One small story about the man himself:
when he came here in June 2007, Keith on his last day here tried "Caminati's problem" a supposed 7c that Michele opened many years ago during a Sasso Boulder Party. The problem is hard, still has to see a repeat with Michele's beta, and with the usual push of Keith's psyche, that day we both put ourselves at work, using a powerful, dynamic, precarious campus move. It was baptized "Caminati's problem, the English way", and judged 8a by the man himself. I didn't do it, and that wasn't strange; what was strange was that Keith didn't either. Later that year, I managed to find myself on top of said problem, with my legs trembling from the emotion so much that I had to sit down for a while before getting down. Full of love and joy I ran home and told my girlfriend the big news, and then started asking myself and herself if I could really have climbed another 8a. She said:"If Keith told it's 8a, it's 8a. Keith knows it. He only climbs 8a's".
It's a nice story, isn't it?
4 comments:
congratulations for the problem. i like your blog.
hey unai!!!
encontre tu blog leiendo el de paul b!!! tu video de "the school" es fantastico y me gusta muchisimo tu blog tambien!!!
perdona mi espanol, ma tenia muchas ganas de hablarlo (escribirlo) despues de tanto tiempo!!!
seria muy guapo ententar ir a uk todos los fanaticos!!!
estabas en shef de erasmus? lore.
ps muchas gracias!!!
Hola. Cuando terminé mis estudios fui a Sheffield solo para escalar, también trabajaba un poco para pagar la casa y la comida, pero todo el día estaba escalando o entrenando. I miss that.
Sería fantástico volver. Sólo es cuestión de planteárselo.
Un saludo y sigue entrenando duro!!!
Unai
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