[Dan] When Ignatius first asked me to participate in the weekly rock climbing at Yishun SAFRA, I hesitated and was unsure if I really want to go public with a group of AJ's. For some queer reasons, I don't really want to look like Spiderman.

Somehow, I had this tremendous eagerness to go and I went. As it turned out, almost all of us looked like any other straight guys and being obvious in public was not in my mind at all.

When Ignatius told me that ALL the first timers made it to the top, I suddenly had this morbid fear of not adding to the statistics. And when a forty something Aunty made it to the top, I knew darn sure I just had to do it (talking about male chauvinism...).

When I was about to climb, that 15ft (I think) wall somehow looked inscrutably tall and I started to have this enormous vertigo in me but I gave it a try, nonetheless. As I was climbing towards the top, my legs were shivering on a Richter scale of 10 but I gathered enough courage (thanks to Ignatius for his shouting encouragement) to finally reach the top.

For a first timer, the sense of satisfaction for reaching the top is Really Something. All glories to Ignatius, Leslie and Keith for be-laying (is that how you term it?) the climbers and Ben for taking those photos.

I strongly recommend it to all those who are still unsure and contemplating of going. I'm definitely looking forward to the next session if time permits. Once again, Well Done Guys! Dan

[Ryan] Sunday afternoon ... My climb, just nice ... lots of people around ... "You're not coming down until you reach the top!" Ignatius screeches. Bitch. Hands and arms cramping, I make my way to the top, just after Dan. I reach the top!!! "Let me down now!!!" "No, you have to climb to the top!" Leslie teases. "You let me down or I pee on all of you!" I shout back. Leslie complies and I am glad to be on good solid ground. ..........End of day, everyone climbed at least once, some twice and a few, thrice. Others, I lost count. Met lots of nice people, remember like two names.

Tired, but satisfied. Felt a sense of achievement, that someone as chicken as me managed to overcome my fear enough to climb up that wall. The enemy has been defeated! All is well, and we got home, expecting to live happily ever after.. until .... I look in the mirror and scream in horror!

Such a terrible sight I have never in my life beheld. A tank top tan! On top of a t-shirt tan!