Jay Reeve

I love a boys' trip.

I really do.

So they've done... So last year, the same lads walked the length of Ninety Mile Beach.

Cool.

Just walking and camping, walking and camping, and then... Did they take any fishing rods?

Nah, nah.

And then the year before that, they walked from Makatu to the mount, which is...

considerable long stretches of coast.

The worst part is that what they didn't account for is that generally when you walk on a beach, you walk there and back.

And so you share the camber load on your body.

But when you're walking in the same direction, 90 mile beach is, you know, not quite 90 miles.

I think it's slightly less than that, but it's 55, 55 miles.

It's a fucking long way when you're just on the piss the whole time.

That's what they ended up doing to balance it all out.

But then they ended up using different muscles when you're walking backwards.

Clayton owns a bunch of gyms.

He's fit as fuck.

His old man's got no fingerprints.

That's a story for another day.

Him going through LAX after the terrorist attacks.