The December 17 Beatdown: A Gripping Tale of Sweat, Strangers, and the Wind Beneath Jose’s Wings – from Steve
The morning air bit with the ferocity of a thousand tiny knives as we gathered at the trailhead. Steve, our fearless leader, had a gleam in his eye that promised pain and growth—or maybe just chaos. The big news was the triumphant return of Cowbell, whose absence had left a …