After a few grey days, the forecast was right on button and we woke to be greeted by wall to wall blue sky. I decided a gentle day on St Jeannet might be the ticket to ease back into things - the last time I touched rock was a cold grey day on Burbage North well over a month ago!
St Jeannet and its soaring rock faces dominates the country north west of Nice, I first visited the place with Graham back in 1984 and 85 when we did amongst other routes the magnificent La Mafia. With eight pitches up to 7a+ it was described in Pete Livesey’s guide of the time as very difficult to free climb - we managed it though.
Today’s plans were much more modest - but who cares, six routes in the sun were pleasant enough - and every Renaissance has to start somewhere!

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