Black Ticket Day



You get up at dawn, get dressed wrap your ankles, put on shoes, yak tracks, gloves and hat and hit the trails in sub zero cold, running on frozen mud snow and ice.
It’s Lunacy.

…You say that it feels good, Never guessed that it would, On this black Black ticket day – Glory hallelujah

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