We left Vancouver April 5, 2 days after my 21st birthday. It had been exactly one
year, four months and 7 days since the seed had been planted. The mission I had
taken on. Drive to Tierra del Fuego.
Right.
A year later and the only plan I had was to head south.
Destination Unknown.
Irrelevant.
Head south.
Live out of the Landcruiser and head down the coast.
Surf, Skate, Live, Love. basically. wow....cheese....
We meandered our way down to Seattle and up and around the Olympic Peninsula.
Once we got on the 101 we mostly kept to it and spent a frustrating 2 weeks trying to
make the truck run on Vegetable oil reliably. We were skating at burnside having already
been in Portland for 3 days when we pulled out the map. Where do you go when you have
nowhere to be and a free way to get there? We stuck to the plan. Head south. Southern California.
Pick up my surfboard and catch a few. We are in Newport Beach right now with my buddy James.
Were gonna head down to San Diego in a few days and then surf california going north back into
Oregon to visit Caleb. Duh. I stood you up once. I'm not going to let that happen again.
weak.
From there we cut east with Adam on his Honda 650L down through Northern Nevada,
across Utah and into Colorado to see Miss Marsh, Boulder, and visit Hunter S. Thompsons grave.
Then down into Arizona for the grand canyon and death valley back in California.
Go skate a pool in the salton sea (http://www.youtube.com/watchv=QhB2ZvHVFls), and
head back to Southern California. Meet up with Fabian and his Harley Roadster, and
then we all head south into Mexico.
Thats about the plan right now.
I think.
Everything is subject to change.
And probably will.
-Krisavage