I love looking at the tracks in the winter because you get the whole story, what's chasing what and who is hunting who.

Baker Mountain is one of the few wild, trail-less mountains. Just take a map and a compass, you won't find anyone.

Those are bunny wipe-out marks. See where a rabbit was running and hit the ice.

People just love to see the sprinting events. No one wants to watch a kid run around the track 12 times.

I had a go at changing history - maybe not all by myself - I fought at the battle of Normandy, I slogged through the Ardennes, and I celebrated the liberation of Paris on the streets with beautiful French girls throwing flowers at me. I said good-bye to my first true love and discovered what I really wanted to do with my life.

The future for me is already a thing of the past -
You were my first love and you will be my last