
It's more of a picnic hamper to be honest. It is made of wicker and comes with leather straps on the inside too hold your plates in place. Has some lovely (fake, I assume) brass buckles and looks the dogs doo daas, if you squint a bit.
See picture.
The assembled gentry are smoking cigars, but did not arrive in a hunting party. They are, however, all boulderers and are celebrating after doing a 7a/b. I forget, but looked good.
The basket in the background is said picnic basket and was used that day to bring our climbing shoes and some coffee and chocolate, all the essentials of a good climbing trip.
We were in Petit Bois, it was my first time there and I was beginning my obsession with a 6a/6b route (that I have tried both times I have been to Font and never achieved on). I have a fairly typical Font guide book in that it says roughly where the boulder is and kind of marks where the route starts, but doesn't give any details on it. So I have never been certain if I have been trying L'Emoreta, Ligne de Force, Sur prises or Le Plat pays. Kind of inclined to think it's either Sur prises or Le Plat pays - it's the traverse if anyone can enlighten me please - but maybe I will never know. Also, if I am honest, I don't care too much - I just want to get the bloody thing done. I have since planned a trip back just to go and do it.
It's like my obsession with Cooper's Traverse (V3, 5c) at the Upper Tier (Roaches) - every time I go I try it and every time I fall off. I can do all the moves individually, but just fall off when I try to link them. Plus it really hurts my wrists! I have done it in the Summer (was far too hot), in the Winter (far too much snow on top, about a foot of it) and in the Autumn and Summer, but alas it eludes me.
Anyway, the basket was found in a bin at Grez sur Loing campsite. http://www.camping-grez-fontainebleau.info/france/caravans/vacations/contact.html. This campsite is great. It's close to a lot of the climbing, it's fairly cheap, the owners are French, but speak English and it has everything you need. The local town has a lovely boulangerie and there's even a pub that you can smoke in - got to love the French. I was throwing our rubbish out and found the basket - plus a couple of, ummmmmmmmmmm, gentleman's magazines.
The magazine's were gratefully taken by the boys and I got the basket.
Good times.