I love this photo. This is the Idaho Falls park. Some punk kid surviving Mormonville by learning to ride concrete.
Oct 2009
(3)There is a very good chance, the only person to skate this mini-ramp is in this photo. Few people love skateboarding as much as Dave. One of my favorite people of all time. Haven’t seen him in a few years. Ha.
Dave Phillips. Pivot to fakie on an atypical transtion. Classic.
Ah, a moment of silence. The roar of the Bell 212 had trailed off. The only sounds were a few human voices that I was doing my best to ignore. Otherwise the solitude of the mountains on a blue bird day was providing silence. I only had a few seconds to take in the grand scale and complexity of the mountains close to the spine of British Columbia’s Coast Mountain range. I was standing on a mountain top located right on the border of TS’YL-OS Provincial Park near the Bridge Glacier. My few seconds alone came as Lee, my fellow guide, led the group away. I stood in silence. I got my moment that I was looking for.
I love the Coast Range. The Coast Range is such a vast place. It has it all: rain forests and fjords in the west, ice fields blanket its core, and deserts are the norm on its eastern flanks. For the most part, access is tough and expensive. Few people live there. Snowboard mountaineering trips are endless.
Places like this inspire me. Bridge Glacier, BC.
Zones like this are a dime a dozen in the southern Coast Range and are totally off the hook. If you plan it right, they are easily sled accessible. Then put the skins on.
The is one of the coolest road signs I've ever seen. Wild horses. And you will often see them on the road side. Chilcotin Mtns, BC.
It seems like I do a lot of media interviews for my job. Most of them are pretty polished with small and major media outlets from around Canada and sometimes Internationally. At times, it feels like we do more of them than some politicians. This was written by a journalist getting his foot in the door in Revelstoke. It is a little candid and rough, but for its rawness it reveals a bit of reality rarely expressed. I like it.
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My life changed when I was about 12. I’ll never forget learning to ride a skateboard. I never stopped and it shaped my life. All aspects of it. It is only now, do I realize its vast and super positive influence on me. In many ways it set me free.
Skateboarding was an avenue for me to be creative with my lifestyle. I think back about music, where I’ve lived, my attitude, relationships, and even why I came to the mountains. Skateboarding.
Skateboarding was the basis for me to pick up a snowboard and head to the mountains, which in return lead to climbing them on rock and snow. In a way, snowboarding for me is simply an extension of skateboarding. Climbing is simply an extension of snowboarding, by being in the mountains. For me they are all connected. That is awesome.
I’ve always had a way of evading authority and the norm. A gift of the 80′s and early ’90′s skateboarding lifestyle. Everyday I go to work and see people that clearly can’t see outside the box. I go to the coffee shop and see people confined by the norm. They simply can’t see out.
I am now at a point in my life, where I can see outside the box on so many levels. Rules don’t apply. We make our own. We decide what is right and wrong for us. We don’t have to play by the confines our our society at any time during our lives. Our jobs, marriages, raising kids, and how we live can all take unique and beautiful paths.
Thank you skateboarding.
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Since November, my life has taken an alternative unplanned path. I’m working pretty hard not to go down a bad road and stay super positive and healthy. I’ve also managed to have a bit of fun along the way. For Christmas, I traveled to Hollywood to visit my sister and my parents came out from Detroit. Seeing them was awesome.
Little frontside air. I was there for two full days and I had the opportunity to skate the Venice Beach park one afternoon for a few hours. The bowl there is downright awesome and the locals are great people.
For a few weeks each year, I have the opportunity to work at TLH Heli. I traveled directly from LA to Tyax for staff training and set up. Such an awesome crew of people to work with. We didn’t get tons of shredding in, but was nice to cruise the east side of the Coast Range in a jet black A-Star. I love the Coast Range.
New Years, I uncorked a bit and a buddy and I ended up in Bralorne for a party. That place is cool and way remote.
Wrapping up a rescue scenario.