I climbed through my whole childhood, cause my parents were/are into it. Stopped as a teenager and got into skating. My parents started to climb in communist Poland in the late 70s, shit was real. You could not buy real gear and they had to be super creative to fix themself shoes and security gear. When my mom and I left Poland we had 100 D-Mark with us. And she spend that money on her first pair of real climbing shoes.
Think it's one of the greatest sports ever, especially outdoors. Having great memories climbing in southern France all the time, camping in caves and doing all the fun outdoor shit. Got to see Alexander Adler trying to redo Action Directe (first 9a) in the early 90s. Two years ago I blessed myself with a trip to yosemite and looked at El Capitan in real life ... it was the same feeling as being to EMB/Love Park/Brooklyn Banks for the first time after studying the magazines for 20-30 years.
Climbing and skating have a lot in common. Street/nature vs. skatepark/indoor, self motivation, spot tourism and more.
Sorry for the nostalgic post by a non-climber.