Oltre Finale, day 3

Another day, another crag.  Today it was Red Up.  Another case of terrible directions.  Bravo to the guide book authors!  The crag was very crowded.  We warmed up on Carriola, which was quite nice.  Then I flailed on the ending of Catapulta (7a):  entertaining but way hard for the grade.  Meanwhile the crag was utterly invaded by throngs of climbers.  We quickly put up a short climb not in the guide for Zoe to get on.

  A ZZ-top looking guy with a long white beard hobbled up to the cliff, tied in and pulled off his shirt, revealing an eight pack!  One pack for every decade of life I would say.  These Italian climbers are in shape! We saw him later on in the bar:

Those are his reading glasses on the counter.  I'm not kidding.

Back to the bar for more panini again.  Chloe went for a run, and then we all went to Alassio.  Chloe took the kids to the back and I hit the road to try to get to the Cipressa, but darkness descended before I could get that far.

Through some kind of kid Jedi mind tricks, we ended up sleeping in the same beds as the kids.  This involved all the covers being stolen by them

Dinner was pasta a la maison.