As if driving back from Baldface for 7.5 hours on Thursday, and arriving home at 2AM wasn't enough. I got to work at 8:30AM as Marty and Eddy from Euroland were still in town. So, needless to say, not a lot of sleep after 4 days of murdering pow in Nelson. Anyway, the rats somehow convinced Moms and I to go back to Canaduh to go to Krushs Greenhorn Games in Seymour. So back in the Silver Bullet I went to cross the boarder and settle in for Saturdays fun-ness. We stayed at some smokey ass CumFort Inn that smelt like someone had just been murdered, but that's a different story. Off to the hill by 9AM, and as soon as we get in the parking lot, start rolling into heads left and right as a foot of new fell the night before. The entire Dinosaurs Team was there, with Keenan leading the charge. Then there was all sorts of industry dudes there ripping. Dave Birnie gave the boys and I a guided two run tour of the hill naming every famous hit there. Seymour is like a giant skatepark, with man made hits all over. Then word was that Devun and Iika were there for his birthday, and the wife saw Torstien in the parking lot leaving. Heavy talent at this tiny ass city hill for sure.
We roll up to Seymour and this is the first thing I see, mint vintage year one CAPiTA in the racks. Next to the Jenna deck from Sims.
Moms kept a firm eye on the competition.
Mac got some nose press shit going.
...and some swivel front boards.
Milo just hucked his meat all over the place for 2.5 hours.
Burtner talked for 2 and a half hours straight.
Mac ended up with 2nd in 9 and under.
Milo won his class an added another Lib to the sales rack to contribute the dollars to the next adventure.
Once again, Krush's motto held true, Greenhorn Games...the funnest 13 and under contest in the world.