The constant search of the alpine essence
I was born in the mountains of the La Rioja Iberian System in a wild place far from civilization. I grew up in the middle of lush pine forests playing to explore the valleys and rivers as if every morning I faced an expedition. This solitary childhood in the middle of nature marked my life.
I began to practice mountaineering at the age of sixteen as a continuation of the days of my childhood and went looking for birthing cows in the holes (ancient glacial circuses) of the Sierra de Cebollera. I was fortunate to take my first steps in the world of mountaineering with people like Jordi Corominas, Santiago Palacios or Germán Bahillo, climbers, alpinists for whom mountain activity was a quest, a pilgrimage to the essence of the human . With them I climbed for the first time in the Himalayas and in Patagonia, during a time when the mountain was an exercise of exploration and disobedience.
At the age of twenty I began to work as a mountain guide and to travel usually in search of new places to find geographic and sporting challenges. I have spent twenty-five days in an ice cave to climb Cerro Torre, I have traveled by boat and then by hydroplane to reach a glacier in Alaska where I ski for a week to reach the base of the Devil's Thumb. I traveled on horseback for three days in the Huayhuas mountain range in Peru to try to climb the western face of the Great Siula without success. I have leaved my mark in half a dozen virgin summits in Pakistan. I have descended from many more mountains than I have managed to climb. Mountaineering is a means, a formidable excuse, to visit the last remote places of the earth or to seek the adventure in more transited spaces.
For seventeen years I have been working as a mountain guide sharing my passion for mountains and adventure with clients or young athletes. At the moment I live in Chamonix, in the French Alps, from where my life continues its traveling orbit.