The crowds have gone, and we have slipped easily into a working regime (always keeping half an eye on RockTalk), interspersed with walks in the local area. Mind you Colin arrives back tomorrow!
Lovely warm days and cool nights - perfect!
Knocking Brimham into RockFax format has been interesting - but its getting there!

Dave Gregory arrived on time, as did the sunshine, Toixes West and East, as well as Font d’Axia, were the first three venues, pleasant routes (with one notable exception), a bit of checking and of course good company. Getting behind with the guidebook work but there will be time to catch up.
And its snowing in Sheffield!
Montesa was as good as ever, if a bit windy and busy, with it being the weekend. A bemused local came over to Dave and asked in Spanish - “How old are you?” to which he dutifully replied (also in Spanish) “I’m 72 - and have been clmbing since 1949″ - the guy was well tickled!

Last full day for Team UKC so we had a ride over to the great little crag at Montesa, as with the rest of the week, the weather was best described as mild (and a bit damp)! Not to be off-put we made the most of the gritty texture of the rock, and Alan cracked off the three driest routes including storming the classic of Sense titol 6c+. Myself and Mick dangled. Oddly there were no locals to be seen anywhere - and back in Denia the sun shone!
Sunday was ‘airport-day’ so the lads set off early to Toix East. A recent report of closed roads and rotted bolts proved
unfounded, so they did a quick three routes before the inevitable (!) rain started. They headed for the plane we returned home to sort the place out before the next arrival - Dave Gregory on Tuesday.

Ever since Alan and Mick arrived (the UKC cabal) the weather had been cool, cloudy and showery - typical! We decided to make the most of the day (rain forecast for later which caught the team two pitches from the top of Diedro UBSA on the Penon, though no worries - a leader did emerge!) and headed for the coastal path at Les Rotes. Thirty minutes along the coast is the Cova Tallada (the chipped cave). A scrambley descent leads to a rock bay near sea level, unimpressive at first site though a short traverse and cave entrance leads to the quarry proper.
An amazing place of great antiquity, with the whole headland is riddled with carved out recesses, my guess is that the gritty rocky was quarried for millstones, a couple of remnants lying in a the pools being part of my evidence. It might make a good bouldering spot!

With our house caught by the evening shadow of the Montgo (2444′) it is hard to ignore it, the big lumpy hill that is visible out towards the sea as you travel between Calpe and Gandia. We had been for a peek at the start of the track at the weekend and then it was heaving - today we had it to ourselves.
A good gravel ‘road’ heads towards the mountain, where despite appearances a reasonable path zigzagged up the face before heading out right to outflank the band of cliffs. Back left to the narrow ridge where the views opened out to the south and onto the top, where a biting north west wind greeted us. When we had been on Segaria four days ago it had been 25 degrees, today was 12! The views included Ibiza 80 miles to the east and a looong way up the coast northwards.
A small walled shelter gave us enough relief from the wind to enjoy out butties and take in the panorama - superb. Then is was back out of the wind and a steady descent, our pad was visible far below, still catching the afternoon sun.

The hottest day so far seemed like a good choice for flogging up to the top of the Sierra Segaria. From the parking at the Segaria Country Park we managed to lose the track a time or two despite the way-marking coloured spots. The steep gully leading to the ridge was better, with  an easy-to-follow track and from the summit (c1500ft) the views were superb in all directions. An eagle flew by, being mobbed by a pair of ravens that were half its size. We had a long break on top and passed the time by pulling the cactus spines out of our legs and having a late lunch.

The descent was easier, and we manages to stay with the path this time, arriving back at the car (26 degrees) a mountain biker came by - the first soul we had seen all day.

Exploring the local area has provided a pleasant break from working on a number of projects (they are the “I could tell you, but then I would have to kill you” type of thing), and the walks count as the daily bout of exercise.

Most interesting was the Denia area, wandering along the rocky shore we found some deep cuttings running inland. Turns out they were dug (Roman times or thereabouts) so as to flood a low lying area just inland to create salt-pans. The salt was used to cure fish which was exported round the empire - 2000 years on they channels are still in remarkable condition. The stone was also quarried for building, judging by their extent, they were busy guys!

Four days and no posts? Well we mostly have been climbing - as long as that sun keeps shining (well at least until Colin goes home) though we did have a day off on Sunday - day of rest and all that. The superb beaches to the north of Denia were deserted despite it being the weekend.

Then it was Bellus (hot) Alcalali (more new routes) and today, back to Guadalest to see what the game was - nobody there, no signs

indication that you should not climb, more new routes, access paths improved, looks fine to me!

Fancying something a little different in an attempt to rest tired fingers we thought we have a look at the recently installed Via Ferrate on the Ponoch. A twenty minute walk from the high parking gets you to the foot of a fine pillar, well equipped with metal-work and soaring skywards. There were a couple of teams ahead of us, but they were moving steadily so we set off in hot pursuit.

It was quite strenuous work, but the whole thing is very well organised, we didn’t have ‘proper’ via fearrata gear but managed well enough with a couple of slings each. A cool wind sighed across the pillar, and wraiths of cloud streamed off the summit of Ponoch, encouraging us to keep moving.

800 feet of ascent saw us at the top of the pillar (42 minutes!) where a horizontal path leads rightwards (the descent route from Via Valencianos) following a a good track and some signs. A looping descent gains the upper of two abseils, and a rapid return to base - excellent stuff.

After the unsettled start it has turned out to be hot and clear for for over 12 days now. Colin has been keeping me on my toes, with visits to El Picayo - a big crag over near Montesa, and Bovedon, a huge cave near Gandia with some of the hardest routes in the area - a venue only for the seriously strong!

I sent him up the Montgo yesterday so we got a rest day!