Who are we?
We’re a 3-man, 2-legs-short, 6-legs-long operation out of the “Dad Taxi” division.
• Dad: The captain, navigator, and official snack commander. He’s got the brains, the dad jokes, and the knees that remember 1998. His job is to stay light, point, and shout “left!” at exactly the wrong time.
• Son 1 & Son 2: The engines. Trained on years of carrying laundry, groceries, and the occasional sleeping dog up the stairs. They’ve got youth, bad knees not yet, and a competitive streak that flares up every time Dad says “I could do that faster.”
What’s the team all about?
We’re proof that family teamwork beats solo heroics. Our whole strategy is built on one ancient principle: divide and conquer, then carry.
The mission statement is simple:
1. Get to the start line without a single “are we there yet?”
2. Survive the Freycinet terrain.
3. Get Dad across the finish line with his dignity mostly intact and his feet never touching the ground
