Quote Originally Posted by Ash View Post
The discrepancies I find these days between his descriptions and my experience say much about my increasing reluctance to enjoy peril. So his "boring, grassy trudge" is my "pleasant, relaxing stroll" while his "exhilarating scenery" is my "treacherous crest of rock with certain death all around at the first slip of a boot".
I think he was a Billy Big Bóllocks type. I bet he shít himself regularly but failed to confess it.