Friday, December 31, 2010

Merry New Year

After a few years of utter FAIL, 2010 was one motherfucking great year for me. Looking back I'm not really sure what made it so great. It started with a canceled Xmas/New Years shred trip which led to epic surf conditions at home. 6+hours a day spent surfing caused my first major case of Surfed Out in years. January to March was pummeled with one good swell after another and somehow I was able to time it right and surf my balls off. Then a large chunk of April was spent surfing warm water and dodging drug cartels in Mainland Mex. The summer was,, I have no idea what happened all summer but I think it was fun. Next thing I knew, fall arrived and I was throwing in the towel on Santa Barbara, quitting my job, and leaving for Indo. Then I appeared in Idaho. And here I am right now. Where it's going to be -20 degrees tonight. Can't wait to see what 2011 brings.

Saturday, December 25, 2010

Merry Christmas

Picked her up in beautiful Twin Falls. Just to her right is the mound of dirt that Evel Knievel used in his failed attempt to jump the Snake River.

Went up the Ganjola to mid mountain while I shred the gnar.

Drove north over Galena Summit, past Redfish Lake to Stanley.

Lunch at Tim & Becky Cron's Sawtooth Hotel.

Hope you have a wonderful Christmas. Mama Recluse has been in town for her first Sun Valley Christmas so I've been showing her around beautiful Blaine County. Today we open presents, see a movie, and have a delicious dinner. Have fun everybody.

Monday, December 20, 2010

Big Dumps

Dig Dump from Brown Recluse on Vimeo.

Life has slowed down and so has the rage. After the last year of epic surf and now unfuckingbelieveable shredable pow, my rage meter is at an all time low. Now a days, the only assholes I get to yell at are the retards on the mountain. Mainly fuckers who slash too close to me. We got a big mountain to shred, no need to get all cozy and shit. We've really been getting pounded with snow 'round these parts. We're at an all time high of shovelin and snowblowin. Ahhhh, the simple life. My brain is already shutting down and my career assperations are in the shitter. It's all uphill from here.

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

endagering species

You got stuffed polar bears laying around your storage unit?
Didn't think so.
Idaho does.

Friday, December 10, 2010

mountain rides

Getting to the pow requires awesome fucking vehicles. Two of my all-time favs appeared before me today. The first was the AMC Eagle, the 1980's version of the 4-wheel drive station wagon. AKA...The Birth Control. You will not get any relatively hot female to set foot inside, but who the fuck cares. These things were so futuristic only computer programmers understood their radness. Then the next was the big yellow 4-wheel drive van. God created vans in his own image. You just cannot beat the incredibleness of a mobile butt-hut with 4-wheel drive capabilities to get deeeeep into the backcountry to dispose of the evidence.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

soo bahk do, no?

2010 is the fucking raddest year ever! I'm letting the ADD/ADHD run my life. My shit's been all over the map. Carpe diem. I'm not fighting it, I prostrate myself. I'm just along for the ride. This Nuevo Hefe is getting his shit centered and aligned and not sweating the details. Moving to a new town equals joining a new martial arts gym. So far so good. Haven't had my face crushed by little old ladies just yet.

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Festival of Rights

Really been getting after it and makin the legs burn like pistons the last couple days. The snow's starting to pile up along with the Ibuprofen use. Been wall riding and smackin da leeps of snow like I'm surfin. I really like that shit. The funny thing is that I surf goofy but snowboard regular. So it's as if I'm crankin some power gouges on stoney right points that go on for 3000 vert. Crank....smash....crank...smash...crank...smash. That's it. At a couple points today, my board MIGHT have lost contact with the snow ever-so briefly. Scary as FUCK. More mountain should open tomorrow.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010


River Run Side

Warm Springs Side

Lovin the commute each day. Less than 1 mile to shred and 1 block to work. My world has shrunk to a 1 mile radius and is completely walkable. It takes more time to warm up the car each day than it does to actually drive my lazy ass to the base. I got to the bottom today and ran into my bro, Billy Olson. If you ever feel the need to drink beer, eat gigantic burgers, and enjoy bicycles as art hanging on walls and in tables, then you should stop by his place, Powerhouse, in Hailey, Idaho. I spent the better part of the day ridin with dude and rediscovering some tree runs and shit. Plus, with the birth of the new gondola, there's a few new runs. It's now 2 pm. I'm gonna pile my sack of shit body into the bed and take a long nap before work.