The cry was heard across the land - "Let the Athletic Proletariat unite once a year to celebrate ordinary performances in an extraordinary location"
And so the Kangaroobie Klassic was born. The Adventure Racing Championship of the known universe ( ie Princetown and Lower Gellibrand).
And it was decreed that every March on Autumnal Equinox give or take a few weeks they would wave their feeble arms in the air standing proud and united in stretched lycra and collective mediocrity.
And then it would get ugly!