My entire climb is smaller than the smallest hold on yours

The other day, or month, I was driving out to climb and headed past that gargantuan and tottering pile known as du Toits Peak. Actually that might not be its real name but for now let's suppose that it is.

I always veer off the road around about there, because I try to see the wall and the line of Renaissance. Very strangely indeed it turns out that more or less the most memorable day of my life (clearly this can't really be true, perhaps it's the 3rd most memorable) was the day Snort and I did Renaissance free in a day from Cape Town. I am led to believe that Snort is now impersonating an orthopaedic surgeon called Charles Edelstein and living in Cape Town.

The thing that struck me is that I was off to top rope a new project which really is smaller (in its entirety) than the smallest hold on Renaissance. That seemed like a very odd thing and I wondered how I had come to be living at the focal point of a high powered microscope.

Renaissance free in a day from Cape Town... Technically I suppose it's all of grade 22 and has holds the size of aircraft carriers, but that is missing the point. It really was one of the best days out.

As a footnote: A couple of years later I tried to do another route on the wall, the name of which I have completely forgotten. I got off route on the scrambling stuff at the bottom and arrived at the big ledge 4 hours after leaving the ground instead of 4 minutes later. And that was more or less that.