(stolen from Brett’s Blog) 3:30 a.m and a rain/snow mix. off we go. Harleys reflective leash looks cool

our camp was on the edge of Round Pond

Harley would run ahead. then stop just to make sure i was coming. every 20 ft. without fail.

Meet Hawkeye. He rules

Hawkeye does not care for water obstacles

take 5 at Boquet Lean-To

This dog is part coyote. He is a thief and a scavenger

Hardly as innocent as he looks

Crossed Blogs

5 miles in till we first get a look at our snow covered destination. All the rain we had overnight was snow at higher elevations.

Story of this hike include that the last few miles are basically vertical and start at the base of some rock slides

First snowball toss of the season

Def further and steeper than it looks

First yellow snow of the season

I think this is where i told Brian we were “almost there” but i had no idea and was def wrong

still on the right path

almost there

High winds, blowing snow and bright sun…coulda used some Thermonuclear Protection

Windchill factor was prob in the teens on the summit of Dix. elevation 4785 ft.

Note the blood on Harleys front paw leaking all over Bretts stuff

This tired little hiker was looking for anything soft to lay on. Little did we know we still had 5 miles left back to camp

Tired? still got 2 miles to go

baby Deer pose

Tired?

follow his lead

One man tent, one sleeping bag. it was an oven in that lil thing. Guess who was the first one in and last to leave…

8′x3′x2′=home sweet home

Round Pond is nicer to wake up next to when the sun is shining

Parking lot watch dogs

Next part of our adventure was was to hit the open water. Neither dog had ever been on a boat, let alone a 16′ canoe. wasnt really sure how well it would go over.

we had one curious sailor on our boat

Sit where you feel safe

This happens to be the moment when we shoulda gone the other way i think. All blame was placed on the guy who gave us the map. He obviously has no idea where we were going since he only grew up on the lake.

MAN DOWN…This lil sailor was over the sight seeing at this point

Reclaiming my land legs on the Dock in Saranac Lake

Another Fall in the Adirondacks…many more to come

long car ride made easier with a good ol’ etch-a-sketch

it quickly turned into a game of “here, hold this for a picture, but you cant read it”

ray has a great sense of humor (sometimes). he can laugh at a name created out of a serious situation. (if you dont know what the nickname “speed bag” came from you dont know ray)

classic

early a.m. first stop

dont just assume cuz it wasnt me

next stop…and it was a short one

a real short stop for obvious reasons

4″ high approach, tons of concrete and steel…CONGRATULATIONS…you built the only pile of shit that will withstand the next terrorist attack

this place fucking rules

one look at this 8 yr old kids grip tape and i realized the little fucker was calling me out…

the parking lot for this park is also shared by a huge pool with a water slide and high dive. the locals call it their pool, i would call it a toilet and shower for a bunch of out of town sweaty skaters

on the road again

this place fucking rules and is 20 min away from the last.

after about an hour a tsunami hit

rep your colors

more of “here hold this”

this is what happens when you leave your camera in the car while going into the gas station for a drink

a “textbook” body

hate to break it to ya but peep the ring on his finger…..he is taken

sunday a.m.

8 feet wide… 5 feet deep…steep as fuck..this little waste of space is tighter than your 10yr old girlfriend

Park Builder #1: “hey, the park is all finished, whats in this box?”

Park Builder #2: “oh yeah, the handrail we ordered”

Total piece of junk, steeper than most ladders. next time, just forget it

NEXT

huge bowls, a cradle and a place tie your horse

some call it vandalism, some call it art, either way whoever drew this masterpiece i will call “pure genius”

crunches

birdseye burtleman

to the builders of this park…next time take your leftover concrete with you or just make statue of a pile of crap

still reppin

on the way home…from the highway you can see this place

ironically i slammed in the bowl directly on my ipod and broke my headphones during this…

double shaka

“here hold this” on the way home

pic is too dark but it was only the beginning. i wish you could see the sweat on his forehead. stuck in dead stopped traffic on a major highway his asshole was puckering

all lanes stopped means entertainment for everyone. (video documented)

look at that sigh of relief?….roadside blowouts is why god made socks

all this in 2 days. great crew, great times. all parks were free and pretty much within 20 min of each other. leave your helmets at home.

pitcrew

coach said i had the fastest most unforgiving bike on the track. great

“there is no front brake, put it in 2nd gear and EASY on the throttle” its that simple

this is my new pal ralph. Track photographer and easily the best guy ever.

this is his business card. with his “wife” he says

how its done

spread out…here come the idiots

dark and blurry i know

me and kipper on the final turn to the checkered flag. it was a photo finish.

easily a very addictive hobby. ready to go again. the amount of improvement from our first practice laps to our last race of the night was huge. i only came close to hitting a wall once. no broken bones. no broken bikes. thanks mark. where we racing this weekend?

every year a friend of mine has a huge get together on a farm down near quakertown, his father-in-law blows thousands on the “entertainment”

start them young…(note:all spectators were 75yrds away, only a select few are involved in the lighting)

Defusing

i always get the job of reloading the mortars cuz im always the only sober one. it sucks. fingers are numb for hours afterwards. this year we were short a guy so kipper was helped reload as i loaded and lit fuses

1 0f 2 tables full of small cakes, with plenty supplies to reload

mortar crew, waiting for dark

fire in the hole

click here for a firsthand 20 sec clip of us turning Q-town into Baghdad. (our view)

and a cell phone video from the spectators view

no severe burns, nobody hurt, god bless the U S of A

Whiteface Mtn. near Lake Placid,NY. Top half is still hidden by the clouds in the a.m.

top of gondola, a little over half way from top

clouds rolled out…top of Whiteface

parking lot is dead center

looking down on the top of the gondola

pat fell and had a slight yardsale at the bottom of this section. pat is at 4 o’clock the brown spec at 9 o’clock is his favorite hat

Buss is a ham for the camera

gondola life

if only this was a sequence

leaving a lil mark in the parking lot for the locals

winter olympic training center

long jump towers

no bladder control

whats a guy gotta do to get a little privacy around here?

last night in the big city.

an attempt at a traditional meal. Our food ambassador was given free range to order for all of us but some of what Po wanted to order for us was not highly recommended by our waitress. ex. pigs hoof…she said “you are not ready for that”

low carb

only one bowl got shredded on our trip and Heezy killed it with the most style

Night is not over. a little rest so he can rage all night

“me llamo Ballins”

homeward bound

im smuggling home a cankle. hope i can get it through customs

thats a wrap

the train stop for our home. My spanish is bad but i think is pronounced Licky-you

Taking one pair of shoes that are too big for you to begin with, bad idea

610 Posse rolls deep in spain

Ans kills. Ninja style. just a silent killer. He got tons of footage

another piece of graf i wish i could claim. whats that mean in spanish?

i have never seen PoHeezy eat shit so hard in my life as he did at this spot. and in case i missed it. he did it again 5 minutes later. Just as hard as the first, if not harder. i saw both

back lips

nosebluntsss

birdseye view

This locals ride screams “all business”

is it too early to recycle the “blunt to lip” joke?

I was asked to document the architecture for a certain lil lady so i did

as seen in a lil movie called “fully flared”

across the street

and across the other street

and across the other street

whats guy mariano or mark johnson got on heezys line?

a downhill, smooth approach and dudes. cant ask for much more than that

“mongo”

When in Spain bring back a real souvenir. LoLa Garcia at LTW. i cant thank her enough for canceling another appointment and fitting me in, and for doing two appointments worth of work in one.

done.

tattoo shop art

“DUDE’

never too early

these stairs appear to lead to the end of the earth

i set my camera dead center on the floor and pulled the trigger

dont know allison, but she didnt have to draw anymore attention to it… shit was big

local watering hole

local

enough..tomorrow we visit the best spot ever

nothing fresher then meat right off the pigs leg

for $50 you can get tons of fresh seafood for breakfast…and a beer

new favorite fruit

serious knocker

for $3 you can fill any oral fixations you might have

ballins got a heater

his pops RBC would be proud. ask him about RBC.

yes it says %100 Wild in 7 dif languages. perfect

more street performer bullshit

never mind the cigar, peep the mustache at this point

assault weapons for sale

all aboard

stunt junkie

pole trickster

did i mention his creepy “kid toucher” mustache

from what i heard the view up here is amazing. not today

next time we go inside