
This would be the climbing trip of a lifetime and the three of us had six weeks to pull it off. The plan was simple fly into London and pick up the car. First stop, Frankenjura for the legendary sport routs of Germany and then down to Italy for the Sharp rocks and gorgeous scenery of Val Di Mello. Up to Magic Wood Switzerland where if the dynamic moves don't kill you the falls will. Finally last but not least over to what many of the climbing community considers the best climbing in the world, the bulbous brains of Fontainebleau France. But of course no trip is complete without experiencing the local culture, festivals, and nightlife along the way.
When we landed in London our premonition was confirmed when it took nearly two days for the airlines to find one of our three checked bags. While stuck at the airport we received a parking ticket in less than five minutes and from there our bad luck continued to spiral out of control. One of our packs was stolen containing all of our cameraman's clothes as well as the majority of our cooking equipment and one of our two tents. Being pick pocketed, having a GPS that contained no actual roads in Europe, rainy weather, and the three of us accused of having cocaine by Italian military who then forced us to call each other names in a language we knew nothing about. But our poor cameraman had the worst luck of us all.
After having a few to many drinks at the Oktoberfest after party our cameraman found himself passing out and waking up to six German bouncers holding him down and shouting. They proceeded to forcefully inject him with a shot of adrenalin just in time for us to bear witness as we returned from the restroom. It wasn't all bad, although we had to skip the towering walls of Frankenjura due to injury, we pushed on. We experienced the dimly lit smoke filled room of the Bulldog in the red-light district of Amsterdam and the roar of countless Germans singing classic songs from the village people in the drunken stupor that is Oktoberfest. But best of all the rock was beautiful, we traveled the country side stopping at small crags and meeting local climbers from across Europe. Cranked on world famous boulder problems, dyno our way to exhaustion, and destroyed our fingers in the process.
This was no vacation; there was no lobster on the beach, only countless jars of nutella and cold soup for every meal, below freezing weather with one tent and 3 men to share it and a life time of possibilities with each crag we came to. There is no other word that can describe this trip but an adventure and one that will never be forgotten.
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Jarret Bray
Trip Highlights:
1. Completing a project in Val Di Mello rated V11, which is the second hardest problem I have ever sent.
2. Visiting the small villages and towns where tourists seldom go and climbing the lesser know problems that accompany them.
3. Boarding the plane home knowing we accomplished our goal, climbed hard, and could finally relax with our friends and family who awaited the wild stories of our adventure abroad.


















