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The Saucy Chronicles
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The Three Self-Proclaimed "Handsome Trailheads" Hike Vickery Creek Trail, Then Make Tracks To NFA Burger.
Although People magazine has never deemed any Trailhead worthy of inclusion in its annual “Sexiest Man Alive” issue, Trail Master Guy declared, with no substantiation, that he and participating hikers Brad and Patrick were “the handsome Trailheads.” Unsurprisingly, the inflated-headed twosome readily agreed. With an echo chamber of three, who was to argue? Echoes are reassuring and confirming. Lawyers representing the other three Trailheads immediately issued cease and d


Trailheads Mourn As They March, Revel In God’s Crayon Box, And Feast At Owens & Hull.
This was our first outing following Roy’s retirement from the trails, and Trailheads were shaken. Brad was so gripped by grief that he was a no-show, saying he had “pulled his hamstring.” What a lame excuse–– does he think we’re idiots?! Taffy gets pulled, Brad, not muscles. But the other Trailheads all showed up as Trail Master Guy led us on the Heritage Park Trail in Mableton. If you’ve never hiked this path, you simply must lace up and go. Mind your step, though, since


Trailheads Lose A Man, Tramp Through Piedmont Park, And Stuff Their Gaping Pieholes At Woody’s CheeseSteaks.
It is a sad day in Trailhead Land. We lost one of our own, a man in the prime of his life who has hung up his hiking boots and gone to his great reward– if you think playing pickleball, practicing guitar, and perfecting cat photography are treats. On this overcast day, we learned our beloved Roy Tumbles is no more. We know some news sources will jump to the conclusion he met his demise at the hands of a rabid squirrel or fled the country to avoid incarceration for any numbe


Roy (Roy Tumbles/The Great Indoorsman) Trimble Is Hanging Up His Hiking Boots.
In a move that had been anticipated since the group was formed, it was announced today at Trailheads World Headquarters in Atlanta, GA, that Roy Trimble, better known as Roy Tumbles and The Great Indoorsman, was stepping away from the trail. As a child, he avoided the outdoors. With devastating allergies to trees, grasses, and pretty much everything that grows, he found the outside air not to his liking. He is currently midway through a five-year European allergy treatment p
roytrimble
Oct 30


Roy Runs Out Of Believable Excuses, Trailheads Rally To March With Thousands, And In Nature, Then We Engorge Ourselves At City Barbecue.
We witnessed a miracle this week as Roy rose from his bed of frequent minor ailments and major excuses to join his friends for a hike. Joyous Steve dropped to his knees and cheered, “Hosannas” at the sight of the prodigal Trailhead’s return to the fold. George is still exploring the wilds of Oregon, hiking along with Carole and a couple of jokers named Lewis and Clark, who are so adept in the wilds they don’t even need the AllTrails app. “Is this the Oregon Trail?” George as


Trailheads Reunite, March Civil War Site, And Attack Smoked Meats at Owens & Hull.
Hail, hail, the gang’s all here, but where in the hell has the gang been? The last dispatch was a month ago! Patrick was on a cruise celebrating 40 years of marital bliss (and since his wife, Donna, didn’t push him overboard, he may have a shot at 41 years). Roy was assisting with his talented wife, Karlenne, who participated in a Birmingham art show. Who said Trailheads don’t support the arts? (Check her incredible artwork at karlenne.com ) Over the past weeks, the other


Trailheads Say, “Cancel Us If You Can,” Hike/Walk Ol’ McDaniel Farm, Then Devour At Dreamland BBQ.
Trailheads’ motto is On The Path to Truth and Barbecue , and we take that mission seriously. Seriously. The only way to get to the...


Lost Trail Master Gets All Philosophical, Fio Preaches, And We Devour Owens And Hull.
For this week’s adventure, Trail Master chose a site that General Sherman and his troops visited during their march to Atlanta, Cascade...


Trail Master Tries Killing Us, We Survive And Prank Brad, Then Feast At Herb’s Rib Shack.
Incredibly, five of six Trailheads rallied this week. The only one missing was Roy, who listed enough ailments to keep the Mayo Clinic...


A Trio of Trailheads Conquer Bowmans Island Trail, Talk Manly Man Talk, And Say “Sayonara” To Socks (Who Loves Barbecue).
While the official roster of Trailheads consists of five outdoor-loving, hiking enthusiasts – and one air conditioner-loving,...


Trailheads Offer A Movable Feast For Chiggers, Spiders, And Snakes, Roam Aimlessly, And Chow Down At Fat Matt’s Rib Shack.
A worried world heaved a collective sigh of relief as Trail Master Guy assembled an almost-full crew to hike this week. Hiking fans...


Trailheads Welcome Lobster Boy Home, Draft A New Trail Master, And Are Celebs At Big Shanty Smokehouse.
Brad returned from Maine to join his booted mates. Although we didn’t ask him, we’re confident he hiked down the Appalachian Trail for...


Trailheads Go Trippin’, Curse Cyclist, Befriend Sasquatch, And Hit Socks’ For Tasty Barbecue.
It was an action-packed hike in Trailheads Land this week. Trail Master Guy rallied Steve, Brad, and Patrick. George tapped out because...


The Trail Mother Joins The Trailheads To Hike The Beltline, Explore Zombie Tunnels And Eat At Fox Bros Que-osk.
We posed for a selfie by a fallen tree and noticed something on top of it.
There were a couple of kinky Teddy Bears bound together. Had we discovered a toy BDSM scene? What’s wrong with kids these days?! Would we soon see a Ken doll with a red gag ball in its mouth? We blushed and walked away in disgust.


We Scale Amicalola Falls Mountain, Leave A Man Behind, And Discover Four 41 BBQ In Canton.
Amicalola is a Cherokee word that means “Tumbling waters” in English. And, oh, does that water ever tumble—729 feet from the top of a...


Trail Master Announces Death March, We Hike A Slick Trail, And Chow Down At City Barbecue.
A leader must always be on guard for dissent among the troops. The undercurrent of grumbles can rise into a chorus of bellyaches, and...


Trailheads Debate Their Origin Story, Hike Old Forest, See Teddy Bears in Bondage, And Attack The 57th Fighter Group Restaurant
We posed for a selfie by a fallen tree and noticed something on top of it.
There were a couple of kinky Teddy Bears bound together. Had we discovered a toy BDSM scene? What’s wrong with kids these days?! Would we soon see a Ken doll with a red gag ball in its mouth? We blushed and walked away in disgust.


Trailheads March On Battlefields, Obey Rules (For Once), And Retreat to Dickey’s Barbecue Pit
Trail Master Guy rallied Brad, Steve, and Patrick for this week’s hike on Hardage Mill and Noses Creek Loop Trail in Kennesaw. We hadn’t hiked this Civil War battle site since January 2024 (read about that adventure here).
The missing Trailheads had decent excuses. George was flying back from vacationing in London, where he had been pub crawling with his wife, Carole, and trying to join The Rolling Stones. (Mick blackballed him.)
Roy was on vacation with his wife Karlenne and
Patrick Scullin
May 18


Evil Trail Master Leads Us Off The Grid, We Almost Die, Then Feast At Jim ‘N Nick's Bar-B-Q.
George and Roy are lucky stiffs because they missed this week’s adventure. George was with his bride in London for rest and recreation–...


Trailheads Brave Drizzle, Welcome A Female Guest, And Trail Master Demands Praise At Socks.
It’s been a busy time in Trailheads Country, which is a lot like Marlboro Country without all the macho cowboy crap, chaps, heavy...
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