Here are the reasons why I only got halfway up Ayers Rock:

it's too steep, too windy, too scary, too hot, too high, I smoke too damn much, the Anangu (the traditional owners of the Rock) don't want me (or anybody else) to climb it, everybody else is doing it and too many people have died whilst attempting it.






Also, there is a sign at the base of the Rock warning tourists not to climb up without seriously considering the state of their health, `as recovering sick, injured or deceased climbers is a very distressing and expensive operation'.

I respect that. A lot.



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