Well, I'm not even really a climber anymore, but had to register in order to abuse my mate Geek. Did climb a bit in earlier life, but mostly short stuff on a top rope, making sure I didn't get too tired...

Climbing King Faisal's Finger outside Riyadh in Saudi Arabia. It's a 100 meter high pinnacle sticking out of the hard sand, and the quality of the rock can best be compared to dried mud. Climbed it with Dr Ken, who was usually quite lubricated all the time from his quality home made wine. Other good memories from climbing in Norway, Sweden (off the mini-golf course in Stromstad), Italy (for about 5 minutes, didn't like the lime stone...), Thailand, Dubai (hot), Canada, Saudi, Dubai and Lebanon.

Belaying Hrik on the first ascent of a new route in Kjerringvik Norway, and making it look I almost let him crater when he fell off from 8 meters up and the first pieces of pro ripped. I stopped him 2 inches about the granite ground, in a bush, while I was chatting with some hot check. His wife. Phriqq survived, left his rack of nuts halfway up the route, which was quickly baptised 'I left my nuts and fell in a bush'.