Route Climbed: from Fersit, I recall Date Climbed: many years ago
Two of my first Munros (not that I'm ticking) climbed with a mate at age 15. We got a bit off route on the descent, and ended up on a broken crag band. He fell off head first, hit a scree slope and slid quite some way on his belly. I let out a pubescent squeek of alarm, but thankfully he got away with a couplpe of minor scrapes
"So I was sitting in my cubicle today, and I realized, ever since I started working, every single day of my life has been worse than the day before it. So that means that every single day that you see me, that's on the worst day of my life."
--Peter Gibbons (Office Space)