Well, he just shot up that wall quick as anything and then halfway up realised how high he was and freaked out and screamed and cried until we managed to convince him to let go of the wall and hold on to the rope so H could get him down.
I figured after that we'd just go straight home but no, he was up again and ended up climbing around for a good hour. Now he wants to go every Wednesday night, so I think it was a great success! Yay!
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