It’s a muggy friday morning in the Ozarks. A leanly muscled man in cowboy boots, denim short-shorts, and a tank top that looks painted on is standing in the bed of a parked pickup, addressing a crowd of hundreds. “It’s hot, guys. It’s really hot,” he says, using a microphone plugged into a beefy PA system. “What do we need to be doing today?” “Hydrating!” the crowd answers. “Beer!” someone yells.
More about 24HHH can be found in this Arkansas Outside Article by Micheal Roys.