One Trail at a Time

My stomach was eating itself from the inside out, hell I’d even stopped farting.

what makes someone get up on a Saturday morning, stand in a paddock, wave a cow bell & scream their lungs out for 12+ hours

Adam turned to me and in a deep manly voice stated “Alan, if you were wearing my one piece you’d be second place female right now”.

How long is 'normal' to kiss a hard wooden pole without it looking weird.

"100kms? 15 hours? That's good Daddy did you run slowly"?