KILL SLAYER

So for the last 3 years i have been looking for this old car/truck that subaru made in the late 70’s and through the 80’s. The only reason I think that i have wanted one so bad is that is a car that really fits me as a “person.” It is well known that “people” need to drive, thus the Brat found its way into my heart. So after much looking and negotiating with people around the country I found one about 2 hours away from home. She is in great condition as far as “mind, body, and soul” goes, but i will be adding a lot of my own touches to her in the months to come. I’ll show more videos as they “come up.” (i’ll stop using unnecessary “” now.)

From the start of the trip I knew this year was gunna be crazy. From silverthorn to salt lake it was none stop.

The first night of camping treated us to a crazy flash hail storm. It didn’t ruin the fun because shorty after the rain stopped we ventured into the woods to find the scary house we herd about the year before from con-man. We stumbled appon the house after a mile hike in the pitch black night. I shinned my headlamp on the tiny shack and yelled “were friendlys.” Not a second later a light turned on and a girls voice came from the house “come on in.” at this point carl, who was behind me, almost shit his pants. Tory and Alejho were the first ones to follow the voice in. Inside we were greeted by the ghost people and offered up ghost weed. Carl was busy filming the inside of this creepy hut saying “oh my god I bet you we will read about these two people that were found dead years ago, and we are fuckin talking to ghosts man!” Turns out they were pretty cool and we went on our way back towards camp to find a tree to chop down. It’s tradition.

The next morning we went on our way after breakfast to Carbondale to ride the full pipe. Jeff went in inverted and blew all our minds. From there we hit the bridge jump to watch Roilen gainer off the middle. But the fuzz showed up and we had to bounce. We hit new castle park and rifle park before goin on to Palisade. The ramp here leaves a good taste in your mouth because of it’s smooth tranny and perfect coping. We were so tired but not enough to session this ramp. We then ventured up to the dirt pit camp site to enjoy some beer and rest our bones. Nothing to crazy, and no fireworks this year, just some good laughs.

The final day put us to our favorite McDonalds then off to the grand junction thrasher bowls. On the way our tour van got in a bit of a food fight with the Schudes van. Covered in chocolate syrup, cottage cheese, baby food, and garbage. We flew down the highway hanging out the windows battling to no end. Until we called a truice at the pool and washed off the mess in the showers. We had a good show on the diving board at palisades pool until the alarm was rang and everyone was ordered out of the pool due to some rug-rat taking a shit. It was like a scene straight out of caddyshack. We all yelled “duddie” as the lifeguard surfficed with goggles and rubber gloves holding a little peice of shit. The pool closed and we ended the 10th annual Colorado roadtrip only to give hugs and say “see you next year” to all our new and old friends. The love and tradition continues at the edge of a mountian range a decade in the making. See you next year!

Made it to salt lake. Next stop japan…

So I arrived in Denver in time to make to Adam bender’s wedding. All good things. Now it’s the first night before the roadtrip starts and I got a good size posse hanging at my moms pad before we set off. Chillin watchin the olympics, eatin some BBQ, and hot tubbin.

At the Anarchicist workshop in Kansas printing Colorado roadtrip shirts. Jeromey has this great set up for all your screen printing needs. Also working on some art pieces to cronicale my andventures.

Shelley and I landed in Kansas this week and have been hard at work. The Noth show goes down tomarrow so we are setting up and making shirts. check out our write up here.

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