Sometimes we need to parley - with ourselves, with gravity... To disappear to some wild coast.
Sea caves, sea cliffs, sunshine and the distant Spanish shores have called for a while now and I am answering it. Costa Blanca is home to thousands of climbs, many trad routes on the limestone that can be hundreds of meters high in spots.
Sunburn, nesting territorial gulls and the sparkling sea...
The routes often require total focus - placing tiny nuts, wobbly cams, clipping rusted and untrustworthy bolts and sunbleached and frayed threads on wild traveses with sea spray coating you with its saltiness. Steeply overhanging pockets and curious jams and locks to carry you above the sparkling void.
A good mindgame to keep one connected and never straying far from the eternal moment.
All images ©Bennett Barthelemy April, 2016
