I decided after many moon's rest to put the bramble feelers out and test tread upon the idea of reforming the once guilded, Anarchist Ramblers of Scotland and England.
Regular readers of this walker's oeuvre may be able to tell you that at one time there was nothing more noble to the hinterland trekking cause, nothing more reassuring, more impenterable and more tighter than A.R.S.E.
In dark times ladies and gentlekind, we begate our greatest members in the hard struggle to free this nation's walkways, fords and bramble paths from the crushing fist of privately controlled tyranny. Our members were murdered, had their reputations smeared and their berghaus defecated upon. Yet never did we crumble in spirit. Our members may have scattered beyond the fields of justice. But with such names as Alex J Walker, Buck Tremaine and Findlay Vinecreep upon mine shield, I shall set forth to rebrand A.R.S.E. We can rise again. We can break free from the amistad of barbed field gates, streams deliberatey polluted with nematode worms and lusty, erect bulls. We can embark on the long, lonely road to freedom once more!
Over stile with style!
Up the A.R.S.E!
Bob Rambling.
