Our last day in NZ was spent in the presence of our brother from another....galaxy, Arie. He illegally drove to The WAZ compound in a crap box mini car with his bike and gigantic radio. Stuffed Me and Bubba in there with our bikes(don't know how it all fit with that radio) and brought us to a full pipe.
We taped flashlights to our heads, pointed the radio into the tube, and started carving.
Your legs gave up before the pipe did. and you could hear the tunes forever. Love riding this stuff.
Thoughts of Nick Ferreira..
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