At home He's a Tourist...
So I'm in my own little Tinker Creek, way up north hanging out with people that love the crap out of fishing. Pretty insane stuff. This is some of the stuff that's been going on, I'm trying to shoot film while I'm up here, I shot some wild, wild, wild stuff and I have this super good project on the go. You'll see. Anyway, I'm going to try and call some of you in a minute. If not, email me, skate_airborn@hotmail.com
I almost missed this one. Bram kind of slept through his alarm, we wound up waiting forever. First propellored plane ride. I'm gonna go out and land on water sometime before I come home..
This is what I looked like after working 36ish of my first 48 hours in camp. We're down to about 25 people in camp now, it was 65 when I got here. That's 65 breakfasts, lunches and dinners. Pretty hard when you have no idea where things are or what there is.. I have things wired now, I worked about 7 hours today.
My Room.
My sweet lamp
Cool stuff that was left behind.
And I get my own bathroom.
Some random camp photos..
A fine day - and outfit - for swimming.
Robert and I have a pact to swim everyday. Notice the rain..
This is my "going to see the bears" outfit. I found the plaid in one of my dry storage lockers, I figured not smelling like cooking was probably a good idea. I could have touched the damned things..
Allright, so that's pretty much it. I work quite a bit because it keeps me busy, I swim, work on projects and so on. It's pretty great up here, at least when it's slow. Anyway.. Zine to follow sometime in January. Probably only be home for 2 or 3 weeks, then off to South America.. More blog soon..
So I'm in my own little Tinker Creek, way up north hanging out with people that love the crap out of fishing. Pretty insane stuff. This is some of the stuff that's been going on, I'm trying to shoot film while I'm up here, I shot some wild, wild, wild stuff and I have this super good project on the go. You'll see. Anyway, I'm going to try and call some of you in a minute. If not, email me, skate_airborn@hotmail.com
I almost missed this one. Bram kind of slept through his alarm, we wound up waiting forever. First propellored plane ride. I'm gonna go out and land on water sometime before I come home..
This is what I looked like after working 36ish of my first 48 hours in camp. We're down to about 25 people in camp now, it was 65 when I got here. That's 65 breakfasts, lunches and dinners. Pretty hard when you have no idea where things are or what there is.. I have things wired now, I worked about 7 hours today.
My Room.
My sweet lamp
Cool stuff that was left behind.
And I get my own bathroom.
Some random camp photos..
A fine day - and outfit - for swimming.
Robert and I have a pact to swim everyday. Notice the rain..
This is my "going to see the bears" outfit. I found the plaid in one of my dry storage lockers, I figured not smelling like cooking was probably a good idea. I could have touched the damned things..
Allright, so that's pretty much it. I work quite a bit because it keeps me busy, I swim, work on projects and so on. It's pretty great up here, at least when it's slow. Anyway.. Zine to follow sometime in January. Probably only be home for 2 or 3 weeks, then off to South America.. More blog soon..
posted by Miserable Lies at 7:08 PM
5 Comments:
Sick, that looks like a good time. You look like a lumberjack.
That last one was me. Isnt it gay how they stopped calling them, rock 'em Sock 'em and started just calling them "Don Cherry 11" and so on. its gay.
^ it's for sure gay.
keep it real james.
love,
jimbo.
p.s last night we drank beers on my porch and threw the cans at mcgee while he was peeing and now there are cans all over the yard like a sweet frathouse-type-situation!!
BLOGGABLE!#
make them hire me again!!! i emailed wayne and everything apologizing for screwing them over. the city is the bunkest business ever. i want my room back. p.s. apparently the chambermaids have those crazy photos of mine....get them back on the pronto side of things, and i also left a whole can of pastel fixative in my room..so maybe you could investigate that one. wait a minute...i bet someone drank that already.
hot damn, that's rustic.
so...where exactly are you?
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