The June 2nd long weekend is shaping up to be stormy, even from an organizational point of view… We are a huge group and everyone has different plans. The forecasts end up agreeing on one thing: the weather is bad everywhere. Torn between Briançon, the Dolomites and the Verdon until midnight the night before departure, we eventually choose the closest destination. We want to take advantage of the good weather on Saturday to climb the full Ranxerox. We quickly realize it’s unfeasible: in the sun it’s unbearable. After a trip to Céüse with the approach in pouring rain (since it’s overhanging anyway and the sun will come out in the afternoon), we go back to base camp and decide to climb a short but intense route on a fresh wall, even if it faces south. The climbing is definitely physical, on extremely sharp rock. Two hailstones are enough for Lorenzino and Vitto to back off and rappel from the second-to-last belay. I, meanwhile, stuck halfway between two widely spaced bolts when it happens, have time to process things, and as soon as I reach the belay, the Fantozzi-style cloud disappears…