Sunday, April 26, 2015


I am really into making fins now. Editing and filming and making things different. Working with sound clashes and color and transitions. I find myself looking more and more into the wide world of this new and accessible art. I found these vids that really inspire me to make more and I learn from the eye of the filmmaker...


Saturday, April 25, 2015

Maxim Ropes

I put this little videos together from footage taken in Lebanon, Spain, Mexico and Canada over the past 12 months. Just a little thank you to the company that means so much to me...

Thank you.

Maxim Ropes from Ulric Rousseau on Vimeo.

Friday, March 27, 2015

Back from 7 months...

Eva and I got back last night after 7 months on the road. Lebanon, Spain, Netherlands, Germany... Its been long. Its nice to sleep in my bed. The jet lag is up and hitting us hard. We were up at 4am here. 10am Euro zone time.

For some reason. I wake and all I can feel is sad that my buddy Mike was not with us on this trip.

So we carry on...

Thursday, March 19, 2015

Another movie...WHAT!

Big Agnes

For almost a year now, Big Agnes has been supporting my stupid trips, absurd dreams, and cashless climbing trips.

There bags have kept me warm, sheltered from the rain and snow and cold in thier tents and the "hole in wall" jacket is in my climbing pack everyday, and I use it, EVERYDAY.

I want to say...


Saturday, March 14, 2015

Saturday, February 14, 2015

Boreal to the rescue.

Most of you know I do my best to give back. Sometimes it means ruffling a few feathers to get what I want, and it sometimes means going outside my circle for that help. The ends justify the means no? When Evolv dropped me as a rep in 2009, I was on the lookout for something fresh. At the OR that summer, I swung by and met Jesus, the owner of Boreal shoes. That coincidence also brought me to contact him last summer while trying to get gear for kids in Croatia. Man did he come through. It took some logistics, including shipping them to Spain to me, putting them in Klemen's van bound for Slovenia, then my friends in Istria picked em up and brought em back to there home gym in Pazin.

I want to thank Boreal for making this happen. Petzl also sent me a ton of harnesses that went out to Lebanon and to Pazin, as did the NorthFace with chalk bags.

I cannot stress enough the work and hardships that go into getting something like this done. That would be a whole book worth of words. All I can say is that those smiles and those kids climbing are worth every "NO", phone hangups, un returned emails from most companies I contacted, and totting 200 kilos of gear around the planet.

If you feel like working for free and getting no credit, feel free to join me on my next quest. Who knows, you might even get a free t-shirt. LOL


Thursday, February 5, 2015

Best picture...

Renan Ozturk

Aquarium... and more.

We recently has a spell of bad temps in Chulilla. Cold and windy ( gusts at 100km/h ). So we hit the aquarium in Valencia. Its pretty rad. Here a couple pics. Lev and his girl are staying with us for a couple days. Nice to have a teammate here with me. BAM"É

Tuesday, February 3, 2015

La Calle...

Being on the road takes it toll. It seems everywhere I go, almost constantly, I get the " your living the dream " schpeal... But in reality, like a wise man once said, there is no free lunch on this great blue yonder.

I left Montreal in October, after being home only for a month, and hit Lebanon. I spent the better part of a month bolting, breathing in rock dust and speeding through red lights. We then flew to Spain where I have been getting my as kicked for 2 months now. The weather changes. Days are cold, tips are frozen, clothes dirty, and more rope dangling to edit a film. Nights spent in silence with headphones on for 5 minutes of vimeo action for all.

Where is the balance, the center of it all where we find a reason for what we do and a love of who we are? I have yet to conjure up an answer. Maybe you can. Who knows.

We have little to do with the rest of the population. Why then, do people want to live like this? Why are we wanting to be so different and so apart? I lay in my bag sometimes, looking up at the stars, and wonder, maybe, if I should not be a wheel pusher. Cubicle, all in vacations in cancun, and the car payment! then i snap, and realize, that will never be me. never be us. cause what I do, what we do, serves to push the wheel as well. hopefully, we drive you to exemplify what you are in a good way, and produce yourself at the crag early on saturday, and work that project or ski that ridge.

We are all part of this lifestyle. Weather you buy the magazines or make them. We are all culprits and all doing are part to make headway.

I miss home this morning. I miss it very much.

My little brother has two kids, my niece and nephew are my pride and joys. I miss them very much. he keeps me posted on them via the web, but its really not the same. I hope to see them soon and I hope to see them grow up strong and do what they want to do, however they choose.