Summer 2011
Last time I wrote in here I was talking about trying to update more often, man where have the last five months gone? Well, today I’m a bit under the weather so I’m at home on the couch well suited for a good ramble. So I’m 30 now. Made it through my 20’s some how, but more than being amazed about making it this far I’m wondering where they went? I remember like yesterday, my 21st birthday in Pittsburgh, going out with Bittner and the boys. I never drank before I was 21 so becoming legal was just as much of a treat for me as it was for everyone who was lucky enough to be with us that night. The first time I ever got drunk, one of my fondest memories of the night was being on the dance floor at the club full of soul brothers and sisters. I was one of the only white fools up in that piece and I was kinda trippen’ like, Man, are my friends trying to play a joke on me right now?” Anyway, made it out alive but the coolest thing about that night was when I woke up the next day with no hang over. Zero. Fast forward to my 30th birthday. Allan, his wife Mary, and I drove out to Vegas on July 1st which was Friday. To make a long story short, we went to the pool all day and went out all night for the next 2 days straight. On Sunday morning, Allan and Mary went back to California but Phil [Tinstman] arrived late on Saturday evening so the party continued. Monday was my actual birthday which is July 4th so we had that off work. Back to the pool we went and my dumb ass even went out for a bit on Monday night. Phil and I woke up at 3:45am on Tuesday morning to drive back to San Diego and I will tell you I finally think I got partying out of my system for quite some time. I suffered through the whole day, was so tired and dehydrated I feel like it literally took a week to recover from the lack of hydration and overload of booze. I don’t know if that was a message that simply states, “Happy 30th Birthday, the dream is over.”
The week after Vegas was Southpark, one of my favorite races of the year. I decided to fly Brooke out last minute to help with a clinic that Justin Travis and I put on every year on Friday before practice. For the first time in all my years going to Southpark, Friday was canceled due to rain. Saturday morning was practice til 11, race til 5:30, then they ran the Pre-Race that was canceled on Friday, so by the time our clinic got started it was 7:30pm. We only ended up having like 10 kids in the clinic but it was fun anyway. I ended up getting 4th in A-Pro but was so depleted after 3 motos that my arms and legs were cramping before the main. Embarrassed to say it but man, Vegas did a number on me. I’ve never cramped after 3 motos, pathetic.
The following week was the indoor race at Southpoint in Las Vegas. I headed out to Vegas on Thursday morning and met up with GBum for a night ride on the strip from the Luxor where I was staying, down to the third world country that is Freemont Street. AKA Downtown Las Vegas. Downtown has changed in the last 5 years I’ve been gone. I saw every character you could think of posing in pictures for money. Mickey and Mini Mouse, Sponge Bob, Spiderman, Peewee Herman, Tupac, Rick James, a Panda Bear, etc. Literally saw about 30 different people in full blown costumes you’d see at Disneyland, not some fake Halloween store suites. I was amazed thinking, “I wonder how many of these people are strung out homeless heroin junkies posing in photos with kids to support their addiction?” Jason Richardson once told me, “The world is a ghetto.”
The race was really fun, though. The track was 700 feet or so but pretty cool anyway. The first straight was a short sprint with nothing to really slow you down. I wasn’t drinking this weekend, but I thought one of the coolest things was the bar upstairs which parents/riders were able to sit in and drink while watching races. I think every indoor race should have this cause it was pretty funny to go in there and see all the bmx parents getting loose. I won 5 of my 6 motos on the weekend and got 2nd in another. We had about 25 riders which made for semis and I made it through both days. I even raced Friday night and ended up 3rd behind two AA Pros so that was pretty cool. Saturday in the main I had a good start, edged out in turn 1 by Josh Oie and ended up high siding on Lee Lewis for an epic spill. A week later I still have a big ass bruise on my tailbone. It’s been a while since I’ve crashed, luckily. Sunday was the treat. I had gate 7 in the main and was feeling pretty fresh. Weird what it’s like to go to a race and not be hung over or sleep deprived. When I left the gate, I rolled back into some girls tire who was next in the gate for her Jr. Devo main. Luckily there was some crashes, giving me a 4th place present or I was well on my way to an 8th. I tried to get the ABA to re-run the race like they did for Khalen in Phoenix but they said it was my responsibility to make sure no one is behind me at the gate. I was dumb founded but, lesson learned. The trip was fun, I made $380 and am having fun riding again and that’s the reason I started this shit in the first place, right?
All my riders departed for Copenhagen yesterday for the UCI Worlds. I opted out of that one as it would have cost Haro around $3,000 to send me. I could have gone and been a contender in the Vet class but winning that race wouldn’t mean much to me, and if I’m going to blow our budget out I’d rather spend it on Nic, Brooke and Khalen. So while they’re over there shredding I’m going up to LA on Wednesday to shoot photos of Enarson, Kerley, Harrington and Nyquist at the X-Games this week/weekend. The following weekend is the Nike 6.0 Surf/BMX comp in Huntington Beach and I’ll be up there as well. It’s been a while since I’ve been behind the camera but looking forward to it. Most of all though, looking forward to Tuscon in 3 weeks to get back on the gate and try and get back up on that podium! Bmx is the word, as Stileman would say.
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