Between gadgets and soccer balls, nobody should ever be bored on a Volcom tour.

Unless, of course, such simple things provide you no amusement.

The fantasic Seattle park, in the shadow of the Space Needle. (Photoshop courtesy of a retarded squirrel.) 

Everyone was there...

novices...

benevolent Mickey Rooney types ....

hungry pros and happy kids...

small dogs and their Cyborg masters ...

new parents...

multi-generational bros ...

wandering lords of dark metal...

master lensmen...

and, of course, purveyors of excellent griptape jobs. This dude shreds, too. 

Rune.


Suski.

Stratton, in classic form.

'Should we go?'