After the stay in France it was time to, once again, join the great Petzl family. It felt more like something else than a team now. We didn't just share climbing but everyday life. And that's more than you can say about my routines with my family back in Sweden... We started of at the tradeshow in Freidrikschafen. A massive place with allmost all outdoor companies represented. As allways, Petzl wanted be a bit different and promoted the uppcoming Roctrip in Zillertal with a party at the booth with a pretty clear message. Me, Lafouche and Philippe did the entertaining part and Gerome, Mike and Charlotte made shure that no one was thirsty. I also made did a small perfomance at the Peak Performance booth at their "Black Light" press conferance, met the boys at La Sportiva, Hilleberg and Christian at Verve.


The cow-boys getting ready to climb at Freidrikschafen!

With my man Christian "Verve" Griffith at his booth.

After the show the family moved on to Zillertal in Austria (50 min from Insbruck) wich hoasted one of this years Roctrips (if you happened to have missed that info). Me and Steve got a really nice alpinehut room (I owe you for the kig size bed, buddy!) and we were ready for some more Roctrippin'. This time; rain, climbing, watersliding, late dinners, rain, slideshows, bouldering, sun, more climbing and the big party!

Bouldering at Zillergrund.

Trying Zillmarillion, 8b OS. Photo: Tomas Bartl/http://climbing.tecdogs.at

Legendary Ben Moon and Wills Young at work.

A very nice 8a indeed at one of the towers. Photo: John Evans/www.johnevansphoto.com

The final night at the "Europahaus". Our boys from Iran hade some things to say about climbing and how to dress properly.


The cowboys strike back at the Europahaus! Photo:John Evans/www.johnevansphoto.com

After the big party at the "Europahaus" (over 800 people, there wasn't eaven space for all) that lasted LATE it was time to realize the gathering was to come to an end. The family was to split up. Everyone stared moving in different directions. I took Stevie to the airport and did the 17 hour drive home non stop a muerte. I miss you guys, see next time, whereever that might be...