Yep, Mears all day long.Mears, there is no way he maintains that weight on fucking bark and moss tea. His jacket must be lined with an assortment of Gregg's sausage rolls, doughnuts and tuna crunch sandwiches.
Grylls would want to run about and climb trees and shit and eat road kill raw. Fuck that.
You know where you are with Ray. Just sit there at a roaring fire as he told you stuff about Canadian bears.
Having said that if you were out trecking with him and he came across a fork on the path the fat bastard would sit down for lunch.