563 miles

What a freaking whirlwind week. Almost 600 miles on the Bangburban from Thursday till today.
Rewind a bit, on Tuesday I flew to Costa Mesa and showed surfers and skaters (that hate snowboarding because the worlds largest brand has tainted their area with there own store and over distribution) our new wares.
It didn't take long and I was back in Seattle on Wednesday in time to see my boys basketball practice.Our rep Emmett and J.C. from the House came out on Thursday for a pre line of 09/10 product. Picked their asses up after noonish, kicked ass to the shop, did the tour and got rolling on the lines. By 6 we had a beer in hand and were on our way to the hill for a night shred. Of course Em's passion is food and the connoisseur had to stop at every freaking super market along the way in his quest to scour the North West for its finest ingredients. On the hill by nine and joined by former mid westerner and House employee Ky-borg and Capita Blue. Shredded till ten, rolled down to the cabin and watched Emmett prepare salmon, oysters, crab and halibut cakes like a pro.
Dinner wound down around midnight and called over to the Whistling Post to see if we could roll over for a few. Bill said it was shut down but he'd stop by for a couple.

Hornito's and Traditional bottles were consumed to the tune of rock paper scissors and our lists of top ten snowboards ever were made, remade and argued about until 3:30AM. Then it was bed time.

Up and at em for a sunshine hard packed rip thru Stevens Pass during the daylight hours the next day ate up a Friday. Watched some of the Open Season Rail Jam that we sponsored and then drove the donkeys back to Seatown and grabbed a bite to eat before sending them to SeaTac International for a red eye home.

Milo wakes my ass up at 4AM Saturday morning as he's ready to drive up to the Summit for the Greenhorn games. A quick explanation that the Summit was less than an hour away and I was back to sleep. That is till 6AM hit and was guilted out of bed with "Dad, you get up earlier than this for business trips, now get up!"

Roll up to the pass by 8AM and help Krush set up some banners while Milo did hot laps getting prepared for the days events. Local Northwest hero's came out to judge the 13 and under event, such as Tim Eddy, Sean Genoseve, Austin Hiranaka and Austin Sweetin.

60 little guys hucked their meat that day while John Logic and the SnoCon crew cooked up some fine Dog Hogs for all to eat. You got to love Logics hat set up in this picture. Regular beanie on the dome, with a set of Oaks over them, then a visor beanie resting on top of the head for extra steeze. Don't bother sending this new jack statement over to Neff, COALs already got the prototype, called the ILL-ogical.

Milo didn't place top three but the dude was stoked. He hiked his ass off for almost 3 hours and had a blast ripping that place apart with a bunch of other groms. Hats off to Krush and the crew at The Summit At Snoqualimie for one of the raddest contests ever.


Back down to Seattle, picked up the wife and other rat and back to the cabin. Out cold Steve Austin and we got a good afternoon shred in at Stevens then some serious hot tubbing and a morning drive back to the shitty to get this week of work in before SIA in Vegas on Friday. 563 miles total, 4 days shred, 1 gourmet meal, no pow, park jumps, smiles, 2 bottles of tequila, 2 rail contests all in the name of work.