My Madmen of the Ventoux Attempt: Or, An Introduction to Hypothermia

I first climbed the mighty Mont Ventoux in 1995, then again in 2000 and 2007. But “only” once a day each time. That seemed enough. And then, I heard about the Club des Cingles du Mont Ventoux. Cingles translates to: Crazy, mad, loony.  Yep, that sounds about right.  Why? To become a Cingles, you have to … Continue reading My Madmen of the Ventoux Attempt: Or, An Introduction to Hypothermia