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Alex Honnold recently climbed El Cap without the assistance of any ropes or safety equipment. This feat of climbing prowess shook the entire world, with everyone from Jared Leto to Chris Burkard congratulating Alex. More recently the pair of Leah Pappajohn (real name) and Jonathan Fleury climbed the Nose of El Cap naked. They didn't set any speed records but they did become the first to complete the climb in their birthday suits. Pappajohn had this to say on her Instagram:
We Did It!!! @j.fleury and I climbed The Nose naked; the first naked ascent of El Cap! (for you non-climbers out there: "naked" is not a fancy climbing term like "free". It straight-up means I did it without any clothes.) We even broke both of our personal time records on the route: 12hrs exactly! I'm telling ya'll- lightweight is the way to do it!
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