Fixin, by French standards it was a little hard to locate the routes and route finding on some was interesting I had two weeks work in Paris with my last meeting in Nuremburg on a Friday. Kate and Ada were in Melbourne and Lucy was on the Gold Coast so I had two weekends free in Europe. Needless to say, my thoughts turned to climbing. My first option was a return to Beaune, where the family and I had conducted an unsuccessful and very cold reconnaissance of the rock climbing during Easter the previous year. The problem with Europe is finding a climbing partner if Kate is not with me; however, I had recently discovered that one of the team working with me, Jeremy, was a keen climber. So I suggested a weekend climbing trip to Bourgogne and made the necessary bookings a few weeks in advance. French countryside. The view from a restaurant in Fixin while we were enjoying a post climb drink. As with Chateau Verte, I had forg