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Its not the strengt h of the mast it is the chicken in me. I have only had the nerve to get as far as spreaders but I will eventually make it to the top. I have the mast mate for climbing and last time I was attempting the climb the admiral was holding my safety line and she was getting nervous and I think that made me nervous. It might be easier to attempt at night when I can't see. And the middle has increased since my youth. It would be worth a case of beer to get somebody up the mast to replace the achor lightbulb and coaxial cable for radio.
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