This reminds me of a time when some friends and I decided to climb a frozen waterfall in Ketchikan, Alaska. After an hour of very dangerous work we made it to the top only to be confronted by another waterfall, with sheer cliffs on either side of it. It is a lot easier to go up than down, so we climbed that one too. Same situation, there was another waterfall, with cliffs on either side. Eventually, we had to climb five of them to get out. I thought I was going to die half a dozen times. It was not one of my better decisions.
Yeah. I went fishing on the Roanoke River with my friend Gary Hatfield once and we noticed that on the cliff behind us was a ledge that went from the bottom all the way to the top. We decided to try walking up that. Well, the higher we got, the narrower that ledge became. When it got to be four inches wide and the cliff started to lean forward, I quit and we had to go back. At that point it was mostly just wishful thinking that was keeping us from falling 100 feet to the ground (granite boulders).