Sepulveda Dam, California

I entered this year’s Red Bull Illume contest and ironically enough, of the four photos I submitted, the one that made it to the semi-finals wasn’t even shot on my own camera. I was too lazy to bring mine along that day and Jeff Z was kind enough to let me borrow his. He’s the guy crouched down on the bottom left of the frame. If you have a minute, click his name and browse around his photo site because he’s literally one of the best BMX photographers on the planet. My roommate and riding buddy, Ryan Fudger, is high up on that list too. They both have multiple entries in the top 250 and each time I see their photos (whether it’s in some contest or not), I get more and more inspired to step up my game. They’re my go-to guys whenever I have photo questions and though I still have a long ways to go, I already feel like I’ve learned plenty. I don’t mean to get sentimental about this but it’s one of things I love most about living down here. I get an inspirational and educational experience I was never able to get when I was in school and best of all, the people who help make it possible are my friends.

Tank Tops

Tan Lines

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My roommate and I placed bets on games of Leisure Ball. I lost.

So… I have this amazing tan-line that I got when M****** and I went on a trip to Austin and Nashville. It kinda makes it look like I’m wearing a light tank top at all times. I’m not sure if that webcam pic does it justice but you can see it pretty well in that roof jump video.

Sooooo… we had been sitting in the blistering heat for the past five hours or so, waiting in line for Conan O’Brien’s show, when this girl came walking down the line, soliciting some business. She had a booklet full of generic drawings and a sign which read, “$5 Henna Tattoos.” Bored and with a half-dollar coin burning a hole in my pocket (and against my better judgement), I struck up a deal with her. 50 cents and she could draw whatever she wanted… which happened to be a dick on my arm.

It was funny at the time so I didn’t really care. I figured it’d last a week at the most but I neglected to consider the fact that I get dark very easily. Combine that with standing in the Bonnaroo heat for hours upon hours each day and I end up with some serious henna regrets down the road. I didn’t realize the longevity of this thing until my roommate pointed out the other day that the lingering remains on my arm are actually tan lines now… which means it’ll probably be there ALL summer long.

On the plus side, it compliments the trashiness of my tank-top tan line very well.

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