alaska 2010 - the beginning, next stop graveyard

so this is the start of the journey, that is after a drive to seattle, a flight to anchorage, a bunch of hours at that airport then the dingy flight to king salmon. its quite the bitch to get up to that state but well worth it. go now.

a few from the last plane including a wing shot for my man george who hearts those things.

garlic gulch as it is called, a few double wides owned by italian families that have been shredding these waters since the sailboat days. aka home for the first few days which are spent in the town of naknek running around trying to make sure everything is ready.

lots of hours in this dark whole as well making nets and listening to the god station on the radio. ouch.

a few eagle sightings right away. these bastards get old real quick. the pigeon of the north, but ever so regal and junk.

my captain harlan sporting the raddest jacket in town. contemplative as hell.

the best two piece, man and woman, cover band in naknek. todd and wendy. just dont even think about playing rap music in the red dog saloon. or pissing in the pool that does not exist.

a long road ahead.

back from the great north

had a pretty to really amazing season on the salmon tip, but more bout that later. got a few pieces of photographic evidence from my trip back to the bay left to throw up so here they are. feeling a bit of a lack of creative juices at the moment so just check these couple pics and shit...or as always, dont.

saw this smiling face first thing off the train, we got after it real quick. hella blast was had. giants, party, wandering soldiers, dopeness.

matt brow, bvrs and i hit up the old thrasher park the next day. i think bvrs was killing it, i was haggard. they are switching the park up a bunch, its a fun session, plus getting to see the whole ol warehouse crew and saw v is a guaranteed good time.

that handsome fella showed up, martinis were had, camera was left. luvs these dudes. ross on the hospitality scene as usual.

my cousin lauren (roger) moved into my old stomping grounds, or i should say i moved here in. it was a nightmare but her pops, my goddad, gave seegs, other cousin lindsay (louie) and myself a ride down to the game. beautiful day, amazing looking friends, a win all combined for a golden day.

then it was time for this sunday. no words can describe and these are all the pics i have but if youve been you know already. san diego group sex crew represented super hard, jt was mvp, nick p and i were besties and maddness all around. rumor has it they are trying to shut this down. good fuckin luck i say.