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Archive for July, 2007

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Tuesday, July 31st, 2007

i don’t really like posting photos of myself on here… but this one made me stoked about skiing in the summer.

sunnies+ fannels+ sw 7’s =stoked.

I went to Vancouver Island. We tried to camp in Tofino but there was no room. The cops tried to tow the car and steal our tent at 11:15 Pm. Thanks. That would have been really great. For a communist country you would think Canada would care a bit more about our people.

I got a new camera. Stoked. So no more Alec Sloth blog biting for Nate.

bite |b?t| verb ( past bit |bit|; past part. bitten |?bitn|) [ intrans. ] 1 (of a person or animal) use the teeth to cut into something in order to eat it : Rosa bit into a cupcake | [ trans. ] he bit a mouthful from the sandwich. • [ trans. ] (of an animal or a person) use the teeth in order to inflict injury on : she had bitten, scratched, and kicked her assailant. • [ trans. ] (of a snake, insect, or arachnid) wound with a sting, pincers, or fangs : getting bitten by mosquitoes. • ( bite at) (of an animal) snap at; attempt to bite : it is not unusual for this dog to bite at its owner’s hand. • (of an acid) corrode a surface : chemicals have bitten deep into the stone. • (of a fish) take the bait or lure on the end of a fishing line into the mouth. • figurative (of a person) be persuaded to accept a deal or offer : a hundred or so retailers should bite.

Vancouver island is the reason there’s no surfing in Vancouver. Shame on Vancouver Island. It’s still a super rad place to go camping and get away from it all. This is from the ferry ride to the Island

For some reason i like shitty dashboard view photos.

Night in Tofino. We couldn’t find a campsite and we slept on my buddies lawn. The cops tried to kick us out. I guess the cops patrol private property in Tofino.Kinda wierd. Orwellian shit to me.

The view about 1 hour before the cops came.

As well as shitty dashboard photos I like average fire photos. I don’t know why, guilty pleasure. So here’s one.

Because we couldn’t stay in Tofino we camped in a place called Ucluelet. It was still rad. When do things go as you planned them anyway. Ucluelet-boat leaving harbour.