These are the events that make mountaineering life's treasures I think I can do it?
My first attempt at climbing something that hadn't been climbed before, was a dry sandstone waterfall. With the binoculars, there was a perfect finger crack that started about 40' up, but I had to climb up a slightly overhanging pedestal to get there, with only one sling around a poor excuse for a shrub at about 8' off the ground, then nothing until the crack. I had just taught a friend how to belay (mostly) and he kept telling me to hurry up because it was Super Bowl Sunday morning and he was missing the pre-game. After the very scary and committing move to get onto the pedestal I was home free----well, until I saw that the finger crack was only a line of dried mud on a blank wall.
Moral of the story (and really, all these stories): Learn how to down-climb!
Happy B-Day, Bob! (I promise not to post the pic of what happens when you glissade with crampons on....maybe.)