In the thirties, between two performances of the Octobre group, Maurice Baquet would set off to join Gaston Rebuffat who, like Tabarly for the yachting world, represents one of the key figures of mountaineering in France. Baquet, as he still does now, would arrive in Chamonix with his cello, the loyal companion of all his journeys to which he devotes several hours each day. In this film, we see him offer the Alpine landscape a few notes of Bach and give a lesson to Christophe Profit, more at home on a rock face than with a bow in his hand. These images, painstakingly filmed, draw their quality from their even-handedness. And this documentary, that isn’t designed to promote anything apart from a little poetry, deserves to be hailed as a success.