We like to think what we do goes beyond coffee. it’s about the people and the stories that come with it. This one’s about a few of our team and a climbing trip.

Story and words by Ngaru Toka.

Climbing in Fontainebleau is a dream that sits high on nearly every boulderer’s list. The sandstone paradise and bouldering are almost synonymous. This August, we made our second pilgrimage to the forest, spending eight days exploring and climbing.

The magic of Fontainebleau lies in the diversity from sector to sector. Though the rock is almost pure sandstone throughout, each area carries its own energy and demands its own adaptation - from the desert-like, oceanless beach of Cul de Chien, to the family-packed Roche aux Sabots, to the quiet, resin-scented Maunoury.

One thing remained constant: the heat. With midsummer temperatures ranging from 32 to 38 degrees, conditions were about as bad as they get. Despite the heat pressing down, the vibes stayed high and try-hard mode was in full swing. Problems were sent, others shut us down, and skin and strength wore thin with every go. Everyone sending boulders they were stoked with. By the time the tank was empty, we let the lists go and turned to the forest’s circuits - easy, playful boulders. Laughter replaced tension, and the day shifted into exploring, and soaking up the joy of being out there. Team sends were followed by baguettes, perfect French peaches, ice-cold Club Mate, and discussions over what animals we could see in the shapes of the rock.

Aimee/ Sophie and Jon/Sam pictured above.

I found myself wandering through the trees, unable to stop talking about the magic and warmth I felt in the forest. Being away from Aotearoa for three years had left an ache within me. So much of my wairua is fed through connection to place, nature, and the people who anchor themselves to both. The parks of Hackney hadn’t quite filled that space. When I left Aotearoa, I had never climbed before, blissfully unaware of Fontainebleau’s existence. Yet here I was, standing in the forest, feeling a profound connection to the rocks, the trees, the land, and the countless others who have made this same pilgrimage. 

Respect the forest so its magic endures - for us, and for those yet to come.

Until next time, Fontainebleau.

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