ROVING RANGER

Kicking back around the campfire, it wasn’t all that hard to let our minds wander and think about staying here the night. We’d done all the hard work. We’d set the Titan Ranger up and been all over it with a fine-toothed comb. We’d stretched its legs on a few offroad tracks and put its dirt credentials to the test. We’d even checked out the inside and given it a thorough going over as well.

“THE GLASSIES, AS THEY ARE KNOW BY LOCALS, ARE ONE OF MY FAVOURITE TESTING GROUNDS ON THE NORTH SIDE OF BRISBANE.”

With that all done, all we wanted to do was enjoy the rest of the afternoon around the fire, cook up a feed in the well-appointed kitchen, then snuggle up for good night’s sleep in the shadows of the Glasshouse Mountains.

But alas, we could not. Talk about poor planning!

HITTIN’ THE ROAD

Earlier in the day, we’d made the