John Bon Jovi was up there back in the 80s, I mean they built a stage and then just left.
Bernard was a salt grimp, but I had managed to bring him to the Alps where we had spent a great time in the Great Voids of Elvraude.
But there, since he started working in California, he discovered the Yosemite and became a specialist in climbing in the Great Voids and other bivouas as a parois.
This little Peripla II is good.
It was a good week of climbing in the desert, with the old veteran, with a lot of experience.
I was out of two infernal years of creating a start-up. I needed calm and great space.
Bernard, I think, was secretly counting on me to perform a few performances in the Great Voids.
But very quickly, I had to make it clear. I wasn't at the top of my expectations.
I was tired, and due to a lack of training, I suffered.
As soon as I climbed, I became a more physical person in these vertical cracks.
Far from creating a tension between us, it allowed us to live a very strong moment.
There were no more goals to achieve, neither real nor imaginary.
Just two wagas dancing on the red pillar of the desert.
Perfect.
We can see the man who is leading, a five tenet, nothing, and that's it.
He's given enough, compared to a five tenet and a semi tenet.
I was a bit confused.
Yes, you were confused about something, but you were the guy who pushed for something else.
So, each experience with a different partner, with the reliance, I do more things at the level, without a doubt.
With you, we have had more good times on the classic routes.
I don't think I would have had a reliance, because I wouldn't have done them, for example.
For me, it was a completely successful week.
We didn't have a particular goal, we just had fun, I discovered the place.
We talked about life, about everything, about nothing, about climbing.
Perfect, I agree.
I was exactly his age when I was working in California.
The same questions asked me.
I was free, I had a diploma, I earned my life well.
I even proved that I could do good work.
A lot of tracks were offered to me, I just had to choose.
I was a bit late.
Let's take a break, Bernard.
There's worse than in my place.
It's perfect.
It's the same steps of life, the same anxieties, like a balancer who hesitates,
between a place to take in our modern machine, and the name Nomad from outside.
The climber is part of these nomadic routes, which go in search of meaning,
by inventing a path of adventure.
This great vagabond with Bernard in Utah, this meeting of mirroir through time,
helped me to go through an additional step on my own path.
Madame, you?
Little chimney.
Little chimney for business.
Leaving my utilitarian function as an entrepreneur, to find my real job as a researcher.
To seek and teach this new nomadism, which far from being a fruit,
can create a true path of meaning, capable of moving and releasing the transformation forces
we need so much.
