Last night I had a dream that I was on El Capitán. The scenery wasn't remotely similar to the real El Cap, but my mind knew it was. I started up top in some kind of cave. More like a clubhouse for the Valley dirtbags. At some point, I lowered down and climbed the top 50 feet or so. Also someone started tossing a rugby ball around. Keep in mind, El Cap is 3000 feet high. All in all, it seemed rather dangerous, though not remotely realistic.