Rock climbing

I joined Conventboy1 rock climbing on the Isle of Portland. When I say joined I mean I sat at the bottom and watched  him and his mates doing it. I was terrified! Did he not know how sheer the cliffs were? Or how far down the sea was? Or how narrow the paths were?
Why can't I have a son who enjoys nice genteel sports?

P.S. I was sure there was someone at the top of the rope when I took the photo. I have either cut him off or he scrambled out of sight at the last minute.