On Thursday I got a fb message from Wolfgang Streicher. Did I want to go canyoning tomorrow, he asked? Well, yes, obviously. One hour later I had my flexitime day off arranged and the next morning I met with Stephan and Werner at an U Bahn station at the edge of Munich.
A week of canyoning and even some caving amongst the limestone, granite and basalt of Sardinia.
A return to Ticino, the Italian-speaking southern part of Switzerland and a self-proclaimed ‘Eldorado’ of canyoning! Four years ago a novice team of inexperienced canyoners first got their feet (and the rest of their bodies) wet in these gorgeous gorges, and this year we returned: battle hardened, grizzled and with much, much thicker wetsuits.
A trip to a rather drier canyoning area: Death Valley! Followed by some wetter trips in the San Gabriels north of LA
A canyoning trip to north west Italy, featuring lots of fondue, a minor flash flood and some rather excellent canyons.
My first canyoning trip in the Alps. We didn’t really know what we were doing, but somehow we survived.