In November of the recently past year Pavi called me to do a quick trip to one of the most mistic places for Bouldering in Spain, Hoya Moros. The plan was to arrive to that spot over 2.000 meters high in the Central System, climb some boulders, spend the night there and coming back the next day after a full day of bouldering.
Without doubt I said "Yes, Why not?". So couple of weeks later we were on our way to the beautiful town of Bejar in Salamanca, in the more than used Belmez Face van ready for an intense 24 hours trip.
After doing all the shopping needed for spending all those hours up there we started climbing up that mountain with our full backpacks and the company of a marvelous sun in a stable day.
After what seemed like a long hike we started to arrive to a kind of plateau were the terrain started to get flat and grassy and the black walls of "Los Hermanitos" showed us the way to "La Hoya"
The landscape was something in between a desert and an alpine place and the distance was difficult to calculate due to tireness and those huge rocks everywhere. Simply amazing.
After a quick recovery and some food Pavi got ready to hit his project. An 8A problem that could be the first one in his life. Conditions were perfect, everything was on shadow, the silence was extreme and we were alone up there. I got ready to document all that and went a bit away to let Pavi focus on his bussines. And after 3 or 4 hits well rested in between he made it. He just sent his first fucking 8A in the most beautiful way I have ever seen. Step by step he did each move in the perfect way without doubts folowed by a deep breath that in that silence could be heard from far. In that moment I felt so proud of him and also proud of myself for being able to be the only witness of all that.
We spent the rest of the evening in a more relaxed way hitting some problems and shooting till night came in. We got a long but not extrem cold night surrounded by giant granite blocks and a starry sky only disrrupted by the imposing shadow of "Los Hermanitos"
The day came out pretty late was almost 10 am and we couldn´t even see the sun over the rocky mountains around. But being in the North face of the mountain and almost in winter that wasn´t a surprise. And for bouldering that means perfect conditions, dry and cold all day long.
It was like all the Belmez Face philosophy about the DarkSide was there, where we were. In that place full of immense rocks covered with a green patina, all inmerse in the shadow produced by those enormous peaks that hidden La Hoya from all the winter sun. Making it unforgottable.