Hey Rav, good to see you back on the site. How was your sum...er, winter? Looks like I'm going to be getting the BIG "D", as in divorce. I'm not thrilled about it but it's what my wife wants. So, who knows, if I can get some money saved up I could make a trip down to help you on the proud cliff you've been bolting.

See you around... :)

Well, first of all you have to delete 'climbing is tops', makes it sound like you started yesterday. Favorite destination is also extremely dull, Everyone has climbed Railey now, and you have been to some cool places where not every kid with a new backpack and quick-draws with price tags still on them haven't been to. And 'making memories every day' also has to go, come on man, praise the lord. Some good memories for you;
Belaying you on the first ascent of route in Kjerringvik Norway, and timing the arrest of your fall so perfectly that it looked like you cratered, while I actually stopped you 2 inches from the rocks. In a bush. With thorns. While chatting with some hot chick. Your wife.
And how about lending you my rack to climb some long lose desert crack in the UAE, and then returning all of them... almost. One still up there, and another decomissioned since it has your crap all over it. Litterally.
Or just simple stuff like climbing the 12 step wall outside your doorstep and being able to turn the leg of lamb over on the bbq between each pitch and getting a new cold beer. Or sitting around in the forrest in Telemark after a great day of climbing sharing a bottle of hvikksy with friends from all over the place. I could go on, but need to go downstairs to get a beer.

Dude, your climbing resume sucks, sounds like some born again christian sitting around the camp fire singing Kumba Ya My Lord.... Fix it!