100 OF THE FINEST BOULDER PROBLEMS IN THE FONTAINEBLEAU FOREST
STÉPHAN DENYS TRANSLATED BY NATALIE BERRY
100 OF THE FINEST BOULDER PROBLEMS IN THE FONTAINEBLEAU FOREST
BLEAU BLOCS STÉPHAN DENYS TRANSLATED BY NATALIE BERRY
Vertebrate Publishing, Sheffield www.v-publishing.co.uk
BLEAU BLOCS 100 OF THE FINEST BOULDER PROBLEMS IN THE FONTAINEBLEAU FOREST
STÉPHAN DENYS TRANSLATED BY NATALIE BERRY
First published in French in 2020 by Les Éditions du Mont-Blanc This English edition first published in 2021 by Vertebrate Publishing. VERTEBRATE PUBLISHING Omega Court, 352 Cemetery Road, Sheffield S11 8FT, United Kingdom. www.v-publishing.co.uk Copyright © Stéphan Denys 2020. Preface copyright © Olivier Lebreton 2020. Front cover Nico Pelorson attempts Rainbow Rocket (8a) at Franchard Sablons. Back cover, top left Florence Pinet on Septième Ciel (6c+) at Cuvier Rempart. Top right Baptiste Briand on La Fissure de la Liberté (6c) at Gros Sablons. Bottom left Olivier Lebreton scoping out Le Gardien du Temple (7c) at Puiselet Sablibum. Bottom right Jérémie Cogan on Matrix (7a) at Buthiers Nord. All photographs by Stéphan Denys (except author portrait by Béatrice Volpert). Stéphan Denys has asserted his rights under the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988 to be identified as author of this work. A CIP catalogue record for this book is available from the British Library. ISBN 978-1-83981-049-7 All rights reserved. No part of this work covered by the copyright herein may be reproduced or used in any form or by any means – graphic, electronic, or mechanised, including photocopying, recording, taping, or information storage and retrieval systems – without the written permission of the publisher. Production by Vertebrate Publishing. Printed and bound in Europe by Latitude Press. Vertebrate Publishing is committed to printing on paper from sustainable sources.
Climbing is an activity that carries a risk of personal injury or death. Participants must be aware of and accept that these risks are present and they should be responsible for their own actions and involvement. Nobody involved in the writing and production of this guidebook accepts any responsibility for any errors that it may contain, or are they liable for any injuries or damage that may arise from its use. All climbing is inherently dangerous and the fact that individual descriptions in this volume do not point out such dangers does not mean that they do not exist. Take care.
CONTENTS
PREFACE
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INTRODUCTION Font, mountains in miniature Beautiful Bleau
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100 OF THE FINEST BOULDER PROBLEMS The National Forest Trois Pignons and the surrounding area Larchant and Nemours Buthiers and Essonne
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PREFACE BY OLIVIER LEBRETON
When I climb in Fontainebleau, after one or two warm-up climbs, I like to sit at the top of a boulder, take the time to look around me – even if only for two or three minutes – and make the connection between my everyday life and my life as a climber. This time, contemplative and silent, is extremely important because it allows me to fully understand why I’m there and why I’m preparing to climb. It also enables me to reconnect with and look through the eyes of the beginner climber that I used to be, with a naïve and quite straightforward outlook: an eye for climbing the most logical line. In November 2012, before establishing Le Gardien du Temple, I didn’t hesitate to take this time to think about how to get to the top of what seemed highly improbable. Let’s look back: Patrick Edlinger had been dead for ten days and it was a big shock for me, owing to both the circumstances of his death and what he represented for climbers of my generation. His death reminded me of the fine thread of life, its fragility but also its strength. The name of this boulder is therefore a tribute, a play on words, conveying what remains of Patrick’s legacy and the climbing gym he had built next to his house and named Le Temple. What a sad moment, our God was – in the end – only a man. Of the man that he was, to me he will remain a climber with a capability for fascinating, wide-ranging ease of movement; the desire to climb well correlating with the majesty of the rocks he was tackling. Patrick is considered to be one of the first ascensionists of L’Étrave at J.A. Martin, a boulder problem as mythical as the famous Midnight Lightning in Yosemite. If you had to choose from a few representative boulders to define what is beautiful, this one would undoubtedly be the
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perfect archetype. Put simply: the line speaks for itself and, in this case, it’s not a matter of a method or a line on an image to define it. Coming back to Le Gardien du Temple, the question that arises could be the following: what pushes us to try one boulder problem over another? Answers can be extremely diverse, specific to each of us and strongly associated with our own idea of climbing and what we make of life in general. Broadly speaking, the criteria defining the beauty of a line is one of the concepts that comes up frequently when we talk about choice of boulder problem. But nothing is more subjective than this notion, because one man’s beauty is another man’s drab. Personally, there are some practices that I don’t understand, even though I’ve never been embarrassed to sit-start at the foot of a boulder, an action that could end up making our oldest contemporaries drop their ‘pof’. There is, however, an idea that not everyone may be able to agree on, but which may at least cause people to think deeply: ‘Am I climbing a rock, or am I doing sport on a rock?’ Even if it may seem tenuous, the nuance seems fundamental to me. When we need to do sport, we can do pull-ups, go to the climbing gym or take part in a climbing competition in standardised spaces following certain precise rules. But when we want to climb – understanding this to mean bouldering on real rock – we go to the Fontainebleau forest. Quite simply. Naturally, I’d be tempted to add. If we accept that climbing consists of progressing with our arms and legs to reach the top of a wall or a feature, it is easy to see the difference between the simple and natural practice of a physical activity outdoors and a more standardised and regulated practice which has a similar character as
PREFACE
a framework. On the one hand, we could then classify the so-called ‘logical’ problems, and on the other hand the so-called ‘contrived’ problems that come with instructions, which invite the famous questions: ‘where does it start?’, ‘can I use that?’, without forgetting the classic ‘where does it finish?’ Climbers are generally people who spend a lot of time climbing, but when you spend most of your leisure time, or even your life, climbing, I think that reflecting on how to do it is reasonable and beneficial. Moreover, I think that if we are looking for a minimum of meaning in our actions and, more generally, if we are interested in the presence of human beings on our planet, it is essential to think about what we are doing and the scope of our actions. This way, it is possible to have fun and really enjoy ourselves while being serious in our practice. And when I say serious, it is in the sense of carefully weighing up the reasons why we climb and the global impact of our activities. Being passionate about finding and establishing new boulders, I have regularly shared climbing days with Stéphan over many years. We are often led to make a judgement on the invention of new things through the prism of beauty. ‘Is this boulder problem beautiful?’ becomes synonymous with a certain form of natural inclination to climb it and the fact that the problem is simple to define, i.e. you’re in front of the rock and you climb it. To my mind, in beauty there is no such thing as multiple coloured lines intersecting in a photo with multiple left, right, high, low, and so on, variations. I would even go further and say that, in my opinion, beauty must be associated with a certain form of purity of thought and vision that guides us and that we wish to share.
If we could draw a parallel with the current evils of our Western societies, and following the example of the overflowing consumerism that is cruelly raising the tempera ture of our planet, do we have to climb, brush, exploit, topograph everything in order to feel good? Can we not see in the exploitation of every square centimetre of rock the invention of the concept of ‘junk climbing’, as the counterpart of the ‘junk food’ invented and developed by industrial farming? Do we need to attack every patch of moss to build our virtual highways, as the quarrymen before us disfigured the forest to pave the roads of Paris? There are as many answers to these questions as there are climbers! Incidentally, it would be interesting to put people at the foot of a boulder, and, climbing being a strange sport, see which climber would be the first to turn their back on their partners. Turning their back on their friends not to ignore them, but to look more closely at the rock and put it in the spotlight, like an orchestra’s conductor. Turning their back on them not to guide them through their own vision of what could be, but to show them the simple beauty of the rock and what’s really there ... leaving the superfluous in a digital wasteland. Behind a fine boulder problem lies simplicity. It is this simplicity that Stéphan Denys attempts to convey in this book and through his photographic eye he encourages us to remind ourselves of the most important thing when climbing: don’t forget to look at the rock.
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FONT, MOUNTAINS IN MINIATURE
The Font massif goes far beyond the Fontainebleau and Trois Pignons National Forests alone, extending to the limits of several rivers that criss-cross the southern regions of Île-de-France. Resulting from the sandbanks left behind after the retreat of an ancient sea, sandstones formed on the upper edges of the vast bowl of the Paris basin and on its tributaries and distant run-offs. Despite its absence today, the water undoubtedly gave rise to the chaos of boulders, forming valleys and gorges, while its visible and invisible rivers continue to define the great contours of the sandstone plains and ridges. Thousands of sandstone blocks scattered like collapsed mountains. Horizontal mountains, displaced and shaped by time and the elements, where human beings try to hold on. For a little over a century, climbing has been practised on these sandstone rocks, formerly as a substitute for mountaineering, today as an activity in its own right with its own codes and the name ‘bouldering’ itself. From the lowly heights of the Fontainebleau summits, a concentrated form of climbing with a focus on difficulty was born; one which simultaneously seeks a simplicity linked to respect for the natural environment.
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Maunoury near Larchant, seen from an aeroplane thanks to Jérôme Liabeuf at the controls of a Robin DR400.
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BEAUTIFUL BLEAU
There are so many beautiful things in this world, but beauty itself is unique.*
What an idea to want to write a book on ‘the 100 finest’ of Font! Although the principle has been widely used for the mountains, with prestigious collections illustrating the most striking climbs in a region, the Fontainebleau massif suffers from such a comparison. It seems incongruous to want to bring together the grandeur of the mountains and their summits with those in the chaotic and minimalist debris of the boulders. Conversely, electing one hundred routes in a mountainous region, however large it may be, hardly seems comparable to choosing from among tens of thousands of boulders and all of their problems. Hence the subtitle of this book referring only to ‘100 of the finest boulder problems’ by way of modesty, so presumptuous it would be to define the finest. Apart from these obvious measures of things, even the masculine or feminine gender in the French language determines a difference between these two areas. Between la montagne and le bloc, it is so easy to see a kind of opposition, rather than a possible complementarity. If these two geological formations are indeed part of the same world of climbing, they are certainly at extreme ends of the spectrum in the outdoor arena. In fact, the objective commonality between mountains and boulders is the basic element allowing us to move over them: the mineral. And yet here once again, how can we fail to distinguish between the peculiar sandstone of Font and the granite of most high mountains? On one side a kind of sandpit covered with pebbles, on the other a sort of ice-tray bristling with spikes! Bouldering, especially at Font, is historically associated with mountaineering because climbers excelled at both. Historically, for some, boulders have been a training ground to prepare for bigger climbs, while for others, climbing small rocks is an end in itself. You do not need to see an opposition or a coming-
together in these practices, but rather to appreciate their differences. The boulders are easily accessible without any equipment – it’s almost natural to want to climb atop small rocks, and so much fun, like child’s play. Climbing mountains calls for a deeper, more serious desire, due to the commitment and the equipment required, where the stakes do not have the same consequences. To put an end to all these dubious comparisons, do we not say ‘yet, how beautiful the mountains are!’ (the lyric is taken from the French song La Montagne by Jean Ferrat), but is it credible to adapt this familiar tune to our beloved boulders? After some forty years of traversing the twists and turns of Font, I certainly do not get the feeling that I have completed the full circuit, as in fully grasping the essence of its beauty. However, I had to try to better define it for this book, by selecting a list of boulder problems. Each climber would quickly concoct their own selection of the hundred finest problems in Font, and it’s a safe bet that no list would be identical to another. My perspective is that of an old Bleausard, having discovered Font by chance when he was sixteen and immediately fallen under the spell of the mixture of rocks and forest. It took me a number of years to realise the importance of this combination, bringing together mineral and plant. In Font, sandstone mixes with the forest, whether it’s logged and worked, or wild and untouched, as it seems to have remained in other places. The great variety of the forest is proof of the impact of this mix on its composition. The ubiquitous vegetation makes the rocky chaos even more inextricable, the forest mesh hides the boulders and often limits the gaze to small expanses, sometimes even causing a feeling of suffocation: a sensation so different to that felt on the mountain and its landscapes as far as the eye can see when you gain altitude. So, a boulder poised at the top of an * anonymous quote and idiom.
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airy ridge, at the end of a gloomy valley or right next to a car park, will not have the same value in my eyes. As for the route up a boulder – called le bloc (the boulder problem) by this linguistic shortcut that evokes a certain fusion of the activity and its medium – I have always felt its beauty to be in its very nature. Of course, there are the different disciplines and styles of climbing, but what hits me most is the fact that the rock offers a path, a ‘problem’ more or less difficult to solve, always seeking the one of least resistance. In fact, it is very common to find perfectly simple problems, deemed ‘pure’, at lower grades, because the Fontainebleau sandstone is not stingy with holds and shapes. As the search for difficulty progresses, it is tempting not only to follow the lines of weakness in the rock, but also to find a more or less obvious way up, or one to be defined arbitrarily. Even if there is no lack of examples of ‘pure and simple’ lines that are high in difficulty, they are inevitably rarer. Bouldering – always looking for the difficulties – is practised in various ways, by sitting at the foot of the boulders, traversing horizontally or even going round in a circle. Bouldering is the scene of all sorts of games, but to me, beauty seems to arise more strongly when the rock presents a single problem on one of its faces. This vision of bouldering is simply the manifestation of my own perception of an indefinable beauty of bouldering on rock, and it can in no way be considered the best. At least, it aims to put the rock back at the centre of the activity, encouraging people to look at it and better preserve it. It also enables us to give meaning to our climbs simply by considering the rock, rather than needing to follow the direction of a topo. And then, preceding the exceptional character of certain problems, an intimate relationship can
be forged with the rock, a story specific to each climber involving nature, rather than so-called ‘social’ relationships. Visual attraction is therefore important in my perception of the ‘beautiful boulder’, as a first, very subjective sensation, whereas its objective composition resulting in a unique problem is like a deeper inner beauty. This kind of balance, between the aesthetics of the rock and the beauty of the problem, is becoming increasingly precarious due to people seeking only the difficulty in climbing. The quality of the climbing is also a major part of this search. If, moreover, the climbing itself is exceptional, by its originality, ingenuity or the sensitivity that it requires, then we are touching on a kind of perfection worthy of the greatest routes! As a child, I dreamed of living in the mountains, and finally these small boulders became real summits. Deciphering their itineraries and wandering through the labyrinths of chaos have become passions in their own right, always with new paths to follow. In truth, this selection of boulders is dependent on my ‘vision’, even if many other problems could have been added to it. It is above all a picture book, and despite all my work over the last few decades, I am far from having all of Font’s finest boulders in my photo library. Similarly, my initial idea was to choose only one boulder per sector, in order to cover the entire massif and present the greatest diversity of boulders and climbers, but I couldn’t continue in this vein. The simplest ideas can be very complicated to achieve when you really have to put them into practice. Paths less travelled appear, alternative routes impose themselves, some contradictions surface when trying to demonstrate a potential form of beauty. But finally, when it comes to knowing what makes a boulder in Font attractive, the answer is likely unique and specific to each one of us: whatever it is that causes us to marvel at the mere sight of a particular boulder.
Above As clear a view as you can get sometimes in Font, Béatrice Volpert on the plateau of La Roche Cornue, in d’Huison-Longueville.
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THE NATIONAL FOREST
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ROCHER CANON 7a+
Délivrance
Right in the north of the National Forest area, Rocher Canon is one of the most popular sites in the forest. Its ease of access and its boulders – generally of moderate height and with very flat landings – have made it a favourite spot for beginners and recreational climbing. However, it is not easy to choose the most beautiful boulder, as they are so numerous and at the same time all quite similar. This boulder – also known as ‘The Matterhorn’ – stands out with its sleek slab as though cut with a knife. Délivrance is the most difficult line through the centre, but its two arêtes are equally attractive and worth doing.
One of the beautiful beeches of the forest still standing, just in front of the boulder.
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Alain Suidi lacking an aesthetic pose, but giving it a go for the photo nonetheless.
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BAS CUVIER 6b
Erectissima
At Bas Cuvier, the choice of quality boulders is even more complicated. Not that it’s lacking in them, this area is full of them – think Rocher Canon to the power of ten – but which ones are really natural? This ‘laboratory of movement’ as the old guard described it, could also be called ‘the DIY workshop’, since so many problems have been chipped there. Nevertheless, Bas Cuvier is studded with beautiful faces with perfect landings. Erectissima is an example of the black circuit, on this very characteristic boulder where many problems are remarkable, always demanding the ideal method in order to be climbed. Just to its left, La Dalle au Trou of the red circuit describes this face well when seen from a certain angle, even if it is a rather steep and demanding wall for a very vintage 5.
Maël Serre executes the big moves of Erectissima.
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BAS CUVIER 7a
L’Hélicoptère
Of all the chipped problems in Bas Cuvier, one of the first known 7s in Font is surely the most climbed. L’Abattoir and Le Carnage unfortunately live up to their names and were bound to have been natural problems too before being hammered. L’Hélicoptère is in fact the natural, direct version of L’Abattoir without its chipped holds. A version – or rather a method – found long after the chipping, proving that bouldering, as a practice, can be above all a neverending search.
Urko Carmona, one-legged, not hesitating to attempt this huge, random and airy movement, with such a nasty fall. The perfect example of making the most of his body on the rock.
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BAS CUVIER 6a
La Marie-Rose
Is this Marie-Rose beautiful? She has aged considerably, quite frankly. Yet seeing the number of suitors constantly at her feet, you can’t help but notice her success. Is the attraction the historic grade, or simply a genuine interest in overcoming this wall with such sloping holds? It’s hard to know. You’ll notice the polish on the holds, and then the especially striking, strange cyanobacteria which cover many boulders in Bas Cuvier in a veil of black, the chalk preventing them from covering everything with their dark cloak for a while yet. A necessary evil? 8
Gérôme Pouvreau, then Florence Pinet, move along the white corridor of the Marie-Rose.