This reminded me of the atrocious stuff JackelopeBreeder used to describe when harassing illegal aliens out in the badlands cut up by ancient glaciers. Imagine a paunchy gringo jumping around such obstacles like a mountain goat.
I used to take dares in college as to what I’d climb. Good money. Going on fifty now, still in excellent condition...if the winds were relatively stable I’d give it a go. Great reason to visit Spain on my way to Northern Italy.
It only hurts when you land, and then just for a moment or two. Thanks for the cheer up.
Those kind of walks are good for nimble folks with small feet. I remember when I visited some of the indian ruins out West, like Mesa Verde, et al, where you have to climb ladders, before my equilibrium was laid waste by the labyrinthitis, my enormous feet (and even bigger shoes) made that sort of climbing very risky. =8-0>