So check it out: Here is some crazy news. It’s raining here in Catalunya. Everything is wet and humid, and climbing doesn’t look so hot! As well, it’s raining in Aragon, which in my personal opinion is even more tragic! Other terrible news from the south, down in Andalusia, is that it is, as well, raining. Spain is more or less out of commission! Straight f-ed, some might say, especially people who are obsessed with rock climbing. The storms that hit our “pueblo” continued flying by, raining all the time and just cruise on up to the neighbor country here and rain there, too! Hold up.
Well, that’s not completely true, the rain in France is minimal compared to here, but if you are a stubborn sonuvabitch, and you just want to climb, for instance in, say, Rodellar, the sickest of sick areas in Spain, then you must tell yourself confusing information in order to make sure you end up climbing in the area you want. Even if it’s wet. Yeah. And it is truly something like two solid weeks of wet, horrible, cold, miserable, rock wetting rain. However, it’s good for the land they say…
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