Yep it certainly was! (And Watto's shin's'll be reminding him about it for several days to come I reckon )
What a classic grand-kid (if we live that long!) story telling night. Had to laugh when someone said we should all rope up going up the snow-field top side of the waterfall
...there's a hill nearby missing its fool...
Watto's a big strong lad but would have needed to be I suspect when the hot water hit his legs. A tough but brilliant evening
There was masses of blood trailed round the course mate which were easily visible in the snow, i think every one (including me) had long bottoms on apart from watto who had his fancy 3/4 lengths on, who said ronhills were for wimps ehh?, but what a AWESOME night that was will remember the till the day i die i reckon running back past the foresty area looked like some alpine oasis AWESOME
I ran and ran until my Muscles burned and my veins pumped battery acid, ....And then i ran some more.