I climb towers in my job as an antenna tech.  Ten years ago, I had colon cancer and was in the VA hospital for 23 days.  I finally got to come home and recuperate. About three months later, I decided i would do a service call that involved climging a small, 30 foot tower and replace the rotor.  I was still wearing sweat pants because belts iritated my wound.  I was all loaded up with the rotor and a rope hooked to my climbing belt and I began my accent.  About 10 ft up, the rope hooked the the belt and running under my helpers foot, pulled my pants to my ankles.  Too bad there was no documentation.