That's wild that Paul's signature hangers are still up there, they prob wouldn't still hold a fall. When I worked as a ranger for Custer State Park Paul showed me his smitty shop at his home in the black hills. He showed me how he made his own pins and bolt hangers bitd and made me a little off set blade. I still have it, I miss Paul, He used to tell me stories from owl's head and the ridiculous antic he had up there with some Quebecouis friends. What a great cliff though, I made the mistake of going there for the first time in mid july, between the heat, bugs, swampy approach, and lack of friction I managed to make it up the Dartmouth Corner to a nice sunset and a shaky legged walk down.