Marie Da Silva Tortosa

French nationality
25 years old
My first taste of climbing was a sports class in lower secondary school. I’d been doing judo since the age of seven, and I immediately found my bearings with the sport. Later, I opted to give up judo and focus more seriously on climbing – on Saturdays, I went practising on cliffs with the Aventures Soubeyrannes club, where my sports teacher had enrolled me. Then I gradually felt like competing and training to make progress. My work slowly started to pay: I qualified for the French Championships, then reached some finals. I then started upper secondary school, and trained harder than ever for competitions. I decided to sit a science-based baccalaureate. I’ve been a member of the AS Grimper club for two seasons. I’m now studying osteopathy in Marseille – my curiosity for this profession was sparked by many osteopaths who are also climbers.
« Lovely sunshine, turquoise water, great rock – there’s nothing better! »
+ What are your three finest climbing achievements? : 

The routes that have made the biggest impression on me are:

- “Le Combat douteux”, Cimaï, Provence.

- “Panic Room”, SDF sector, La Ciotat, Provence.

- “Loi du chaos”, my first multi-pitch 7a+ on sight.

I’ve really enjoyed climbing in the Verdon Gorge.

And I love deep water soloing in my area!


+ Who do you prefer climbing with? : 
“Poussi-singe”, the George family, “Flodu l’dodu”, the Henrion brothers, Morgane Lagier… and mates from competitions who I enjoy seeing at all kinds of events. And with Team Millet too!!
+ What’s been your best experience, high up? : 
One of the most memorable experiences was when I climbed a multi-pitch route by Lake Sainte Croix in the Verdon Gorge, because it’s been magical for me ever since I was a kid – I share all sorts of childhood memories of the place with my sister. I spent every summer there without even knowing you could go climbing, or that one day I would actually do it. Lovely sunshine, turquoise water, great rock – there’s nothing better!
+ And the worst...? : 
That’s an easy one! When I started climbing, I was scared stiff of “flying”. That’s a real handicap when you’re lead-climbing. My sports teacher at lower secondary school, who also taught me climbing, used to make me climb to the top of an overhanging route and didn’t give me enough quickdraws, so I couldn’t clip in at the summit. Once I was high up, I’d be firmly fastened in, and at that point my teacher would always say “Come on Marie, you can come back down once you’ve jumped – I’ve got plenty of time, just jump when you’re ready!” and he’d give me 12 metres of slack (at least, that’s what it looked like)!! And then came an interminable wait… I’d hang on as long as I could, thinking that maybe my teacher would get bored… No chance! My hands would quickly start sweating, my legs would start wobbling, and soon I began to scream! It was the same scenario every time!