I once met Ron in the Australian outback. Basile and I were on a hiking trip, and we met Ron in a camping ground. Basile was pouring some MET-RX shakes into crushed ice as I heard a crackling sound. I looked up and I was swooning at the sight. Big Papa Ron was standing a few tents away from us, and he was fixing a sattelite receiver so he could receive the webcast of the 2014 Arnold Classic. Unbeknownst, the three of us were soon after sitting in Ron's tent watching the webcast, drinking chilled protein shakes, and talking about Getbiggers.