The Saucy Chronicles

Trailheads had our fourth annual holiday party at Brad’s pad, and everyone had a grand time. Our lovely mates somehow survived an evening of our hijinks, made worse when fueled by alcohol. Brad makes Manhattans that Patrick swears were Timothy Leary’s original recipe. Despite our recent legal squabbles and infighting, the room was filled with merriment, love, great food, and joy. We even made special Trailheads ornaments to adorn the tree. Charlie Brown got nothing on us—exce

It’s a mad, mad, mad, mad world after all. Up is down, wrong is right, and the lion lies down with the lamb to count sheep.   Weeks ago, three hikers declared themselves “the handsome Trailheads” (read about it here) and were sued by the two less-attractive members and the recently retired-from-hiking-but-not-from-lunching member, Roy Tumbles.  A worried nation girded its loins (which is more repulsive than erotic) and hoped the gang could resolve the matter amicably. They

With George on a film production in L.A., Steve doing businessy things, and Roy hanging up his hiking boots to practice guitar for his upcoming world tour with Nine Inch Nails, Trail Master Guy led Brad and Patrick on this week’s journey into the past. Our destination was Lithonia to explore granite gneiss– the stone of Arabia Mountain.    What exactly is “gneiss?” Well, non-geology friends, keep reading. Read about a previous hike on the mountain here.     This hard rock is

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

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’ motto is On The Path to Truth and Barbecue , and we take that mission seriously. Seriously.   The only way to get to the...

For this week’s adventure, Trail Master chose a site that General Sherman and his troops visited during their march to Atlanta, Cascade...

Incredibly, five of six Trailheads rallied this week. The only one missing was Roy, who listed enough ailments to keep the Mayo Clinic...

As Thin Lizzie used to say, “The boys are back in town.” This week, Steve was our only no-show. He, unfortunately, felt under the...