It almost always seems to work out, that you show up to your trip destination in the dark. And when you wake up, you get stoked to enjoy it.
We woke up and made some breakfast, Kitt was the man of the trip, making coffee in the morning, shredding everywhere, always stoked, driving the bus, eyeballing Lucy. We did some dialing on a lip to get the big line rideable.
The ramps were crazy. Those guy's seriously busted their ass on everything to get it running for the jam. I can't imagine how long it took then to build a skatepark out of trash, in a field, and still have it be that bad ass. I had so much fun riding all of it.
Here's some random pics from throughout the day.
Red Bull Dave was getting sick.
Media Bomb, And Señor Beef. Beard Beef
Vicio in the mix.
It was awesome to see all the Florida dudes and girls. Always nice to see Slimer, Carl, and the Zebra,
Grumpy, José, Aaron, and the flying squirrel.