Back to the Deathwish trip.
Posted: May 25, 2011
Several afternoons of this, if you can believe it.
Next thing you know, Shane found a spot.
Furbs came up on a hot move.
Of course he did.
Father's cough medicine.
Fast forward to Las Vegas. Hella dirt gaps.
Garbage everywhere, some more valuable than others.
Reminds me of the Z-Roller jump ramp ads of my youth.
Mesmerizing to a 13-year old.
Then everyone got annihilated at a spot Neen dubbed 'the sponsor-me gap.'
We were here for hours.
'I can smell my own blood.'
'It's disgusting ....'
Things sort of disintegrated from here.
Don't worry. They'll be back.