When exactly I climbed it, I don't remember, but it probably was in July 2006, on the afternoon of a warm day. I left my pack at the Dürrenstein hut and went up taking only a bottle of water with me. The clouds to the south looked rather iffy, but it stayed dry.
"Got tight last night on absinthe and did knife tricks. Great success shooting the knife into the piano. The woodworms are so bad and eat hell out of all furniture that you can always claim the woodworms did it."