Of the near-roadside crags I've climbed (Tremadoc and Dinas Cromlech, N. Wales), you quickly realise the change in perspective when cars appears like toys after the first pitch - with more pitches to follow. Yipes, I've oftentimes said, as my gonads retreated. Heady days. Hahaha !!
"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."