Stefan Pettersson on his way in to Rocher de Bouligny, luckily unaware of the fact that Amok still is drenched after the morning mist. This came to be one of many days during the late autumn, where we found ourselfs being chased around forrest by fast moving clouds of fog. In the end I got to climb a couple of problems I hadn't done before, which I was very happy with considiring how the day started.
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