At my college which required a year long thesis, once you defended in front of your committee you got to ring the bell. It was about 3 stories up and I stemmed my way up and beat the shit out of it being the first person to ever graduate in 3 years. The downclimb solo was spicy.

I also had a bunch of a4 5 story pure hooking routes in the brick on campus. Occasionally I would place a shitty rivet in the grout to make other people try them, but it was basically if you can't tread lightly, you break your back. I really in a sick part of me enjoyed setting those at night after a few beers.
Gear list was 2 talons, 1 fish hook, and a nut to cinch the rivet. I was a little ott back then.
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