An unlikely band of bro’wers
While most self-respecting humans are enjoying their warm beds and fluffy doonas, a clandestine group of Goolwa gentlemen is braving near freezing temperatures at an ungodly hour. But the camaraderie that sparks when these men come together, creates a warmth that thaws the chilliest of hearts.
They’re known, impolitely, as the Goolwa Ol’ Farts (GOLFS) and more politely as The Goolwa Scullers and I’ve been invited to join them on a morning training run. Whilst a weekend warrior of Goolwa myself and a keen paddler of
