two hours into day 4, chris aka keith richards went tumbling head over heals over 2 missing busch beers. apparently benji knew who took them. tensions were running high to say the least. the headlock that followed mellowed it out enough to get us on the road with no bloodshed. early mourning passing through the desert of oregon and into the mountains, we were thrilled to see snowfall knowing skateparks and chicks were six hours away. passing through a lonely town we were told by a geisha girl we could make a meth deal in the bathroom if we waited long enough. we declined and headed for ashland. after hearing collette bitch constantly about the trailer slowing him down, ed got pulled over(for the 3rd time) at uhaul. we put a trailer hitch on the rental, even though we were told not to tow with the rental. at uhaul, brewces smooth lines got us a big discount and quickly on our way. ashland greeted us with smooth concrete, friendly locals, and near vertical experiences. finally, our first skatepark, after 4 days in the car, soar muscles and bad attitudes quickly went away. we had made it to oregons mecca of concrete parks. that day we skated 3 parks: ashland, talent, and medford. later that nite we partied with eric dawkins, the designer and builder of these parks. here we saw the correlation of drinking, skating, and girls come together and the team began scoring big points immediately. day 1 in oregon was a smashing success. relieved, drunk, or exhausted, the team slowly fell asleep in uncomfortable positions anywhere that they could find.

next day

talent overview



click for a medford pano


a broken glass collection