20 January 2010

2010 - CA - Mammoth New Years Bash

New Years Party at Mammoth Mountain, California.

Ahhhhh.....winter......

There is nothing quite like the drive up the eastern sierras. It is absolutely unbelievably undeniably indescribably awesome and beautiful.

We left LA at 5 am on new years eve and drove 4.5 hours north to Mammoth Lakes. We headed straight to the resort and got in a half day of skiing on the mountain. No pix of skiing unfortunately, but i will post some fun helmet camera video later.


Brianna J. wrangled us a cabin in the Snowcreek condo development that housed our motley crew comfortably. It was a New Years/Bri Bday party. Thanks Bri!!!!

The view from the deck on NYE.


It was a merry bunch of close friends.


To summarize the weekend I'd say -
20 bottles of Champagne - 13 people - 6 different illnesses - 4 days of fun in the snow.


Drink from 6 - 12.

Midnight - 2010 - the NEW DECADE. See ya 2009 and the last 10 years! WOOHOO!


(I must say, in my opinion, this was the worst NYE New York show I've ever seen.)
Just look at the excitement.


Make-out at 12:01.


Take some pix on the deck at 12:30.

Take pix inside at 12:35.

Laugh and have fun at 12:45.


Play games at 1am.

2am refuel with Jetfuel.


pass out at 2:30.


It actually didn't happen just like that, but I thought it'd be more interesting as a time-line.

Some of the party players...I'll add more later.





Erika is camera shy...why? I don't know


Beards are mandatory in the mountains. Doug would never let us down.


The ever presentable Kearney-meister.

Oh yeah...In case you were wondering....

All the world IS a beer cooler.

29 December 2009

2009 - CA - White Elephant

This is what happens when the grand ole "WHITE ELEPHANT" gift exchanges goes horribly wrong...



I guess kids need to learn things sooner or later and somehow.

17 December 2009

2009 - CA - Sean's XR250R

Editors note: Clearly, dirt bikes are the theme of the month.

First things first.

Sean O'brien is a good guy. We call him SOB, but it's just not true.

Last week, Sean bought this 1997 XR250.

(no chain? It's a long story.)

The guy he bought it from hadn't done anything for something like 7 years. It's a honda...what is there to do?

So we tore it up last night and tried to see what kind of lemon Sean brought home.




We cleaned up some crust and looked things over.
The wheels didn't spin well because the drive train was caked solid with glue-like mud.

The crusty chain needed to go.



Of course, we put in a new Spark plug.


That took the two of us about 4 hours. Must be a record of some sort.

Overall, with some more tweaking, I think this 250 will be a great little ride.

15 December 2009

2009 - CA - MAKE IT STOP!!!

I know...

Charlie knows...


This guy knows...


Everybody knows that changing a carburetor is just plain fun.

I started upgrading the xr400 a couple nights ago.

First off, I swapped the stock Honda PIA carb for a pumper carb made by mikuni. It came pre-jetted from xrsonly.com for 3500ft.

Changing the carb on these bikes is a rather involved process. It took approximately 8 beers.


It probably should have taken 20 minutes...

In the end. I installed the Mikuni, flipped the gas, kicked twice and the old beast fired right up. Whew!



Oh...and one more thing.


You might have noticed there are now 4 in the garage.
Sean OB picked up a nice 97 XR250 last night.

Who wants to join my biker club? We ride this Sunday...
Maybe I'll shoot some vids.

08 December 2009

2009 - CA - Additional Arrows for the Motorized Quiver

It's been said that "You can never have too much of a good thing." I agree. And when it comes to dirt bikes, I currently triple agree.



08 XR100, 97 XR400, 08 TE610.

I picked up this 1997 XR 400 R the other day...

Because it was registered before 2003, it's technically grandfathered in as a street legal bike in CA. A big plus - as just crossing a paved road on a dirt-only bike can get you cited.

What sold me was the condition of this 13 year old engine.

Pristine! It prrrrs. Very snappy throttle response. Runs smooth through all gears, sounds great.


The 97 Honda XR400 and the 08 Husqvarna TE610.

Now if i could just figure out how to ride them at the same time.

Nat's learning how to ride on this 08 XR100. It's THE best bike to learn how to ride on and is also just plain ole fun to mess around on.

This is Rowher Flats. This magical place just opened on November 7th after 2 years of closure due to a forest fire. This place is great! Lots of fun trails and large areas to putz around and explore.


Here's Sean and Charlie, holding down the fort. Good times.

11 November 2009

2009 - Halloween 09

The Creepmore 2nd Annual Hellgate opening was a success.

Great times again. Thanks for playing everyone.



The night was full of friendly chatting, reggae music, black-lit atmospherics, heaps of food and a drinking game for the foolish.

It goes without saying that "Team Men" was the powerhouse team to beat.


Obviously, the art of slamming a cheap beer and flipping the cup onto it's top is gender biased.


What wasn't so obvious is why Doug would proceed to smash chairs after slamming and flipping the final Men's cup.





The party players in costumed anonymity -













Taking best costume -

Obviously...they're "2 buck chuck."


The night begins innocently for most. But there is always one that goes too far.



Coffee-mate kills.


04 October 2009

2009 - MN - TripleF



It's always nice to return home in Autumn. It is the best time to visit Minnesota.


Severs Corn Maze in Shakopee, MN.





This years theme was PIRATE ADVENTURE!





































2009 - CA - Rats are cute

Wild kingdom.

Ever since the fires turned the nearby forest into a desert, I've been finding more spiders, seeing more coyotes, and smelling more rats. I guess the animals know when to leave the forest.

Charlie takes full advantage of this.

06 September 2009

2009 - CA - Station Fire - Post Apocalypse

DAY 11 - The Station fire is now the largest fire in Los Angeles County History.

The fire still burns out of control. But most of it has been contained deep in the San Gabriel Mountains, a steep and mostly inaccessible range spanning the Angeles National Forest.

Directly above my house, the danger is gone. Everything that could burn, burned. But because of the work of the crazy firefighters, a fortuitous lack of wind and improving weather, thousands of homes were saved.

To date:
155,000+ acres burned.
89 homes damaged or destroyed.
3 commercial properties destroyed.
104 outbuildings destroyed.
2 communications sites destroyed
.







Last Wednesday, the morning following "the end of days," these firefighters gathered a couple blocks up from the house. They coordinated, planned and prepped for about two hours at the base of the hills.



(A fire fighter tells a local resident he can't go back to his house.)




Helicopter water drops bombarded the flames which were dangerously close to homes.

Sikorsky S-64 Skycrane


The synchropter Kaman K-MAX





.

Yesterday, I took a moto ride up to the mouth of the mountains to see what I could.

The CHiPs had the road closed to anyone except residents and the cop said he had no idea when it would re-open.

From what I could tell, the San Gabriel Mountains were destroyed. It looked like the moon.

(Looking North up Big Tujunga Canyon)

My preferred DEV - Disaster Escape Vehicle.



On my way to work on Thursday, I spotted this nonsense...

What are two guys dressed up like cops doing near a fire evacuation zone at 8am?

01 September 2009

2009 - CA - Station Fire

August 32nd


It's now Tuesday...morning...early...like 3:45am early. Ash is falling like snow outside and the sky is glowing a nice orange. I can't sleep.

A peak out the blinds in my living room reveals...



Now in it's fifth day, the so called "Station Fire" in the Angeles National Forest (ANF) is raging completely out of control. Over 100,000 acres have already been torched. The official ANF site says fire danger is "very high." I'd say the danger is more like "ridiculously insane!"

And it's not even fire season yet! BWAAHAHAHAHHA!!!

It's been a real hectic couple of days, to say the least. With 100 foot flames and 20,000 foot clouds of smoke above my little town, it's hard to motivate and go to work, when you just want to sit on the back porch with a garden hose, drink a cold one and wait....

(Wes at his home in La Crescenta.)

But the wheels of commerce keep on rolling and I must do what I must to make a buck... to pay for a house that is made of wood...and in the shadow of 655,000 acres of tinderbox forest that has not burned in 50+ years.


The first day the "Station Fire" sprang to life, it seemed like no big deal. I didn't even take a picture. It was small and seemed like it would be contained quickly. It appeared to be a typical little fire with a simple name that made me think it was burning near a fire station. Aren't those the easiest to put out? The guys are right there.

But on day two, things had changed...

This is what I saw as I drove down HWY 2, into the city.

And, this is what i saw when i came home! DAY 3.


Wes, a comrade down the road from me, sent his wife and kids up to NorCal to get out of the smoke (only to find themselves evacuated from another fire, 8 hours away). Mandatory Evacuation Orders had begun just above Wes, and he had decided to hold down his fort, so i thought I'd join him for moral support.

Only a couple blocks up the hill from me, I drove passed the evacuation lines. Police cordoned every street heading toward the fire, taking names and info of any one going out, making sure no one goes back in, and more importantly, that no looters or lookie-lu's make it through to the empty neighborhoods above.

Soon after arrival, Michael showed up to gaze. So we circled some chairs, grabbed a couple cold Coors lights and watched the show.

There is really nothing funny or fun about any of this...

Day 4 - The fire doubled in size. 20+ structures burned. Two fire fighters died in a tragic accident near Mt. Gleason. Their truck rolled 700 feet off a fire-road.

DAY 5 - Estimates are saying they will have this fire contained by the 15th of September. Ouch.

LINK - MAP OF THE FIRE - LINK

I came home from work last night and had to make a stop at the Albertson's parking lot to stare in awe. A small crowd had gathered to chat and socialize about the impending doom. The flames spanned the entire mountain. Everything was glowing. Flames were raging. And it was coming down the mountian. WoW!


I was relieved and happy to see about 50 firefighters eating a healthy meal before heading back into the thick of it.

I thanked a couple of the burly, dirty FF's for their hard work. They looked at me and my camera and grunted, as if to say, "Hey panzy, do something useful. Can't you see the world is burning?"

Tax dollars in ACTION!

I love you "Governor's office of emergency services!"


From my front yard...


California dreaming.

25 August 2009

2009 - CA - THE GREAT BLACK WIDOW HUNT

Every so often, I find myself staring down a giant, female Black Widow spider.


For the most part, I don't mind bugs, insects, critters, spiders, etc.
I can say, however, that I am not a fan of the Potato Bug mini-aliens, mosquitors or ants.

(Potato bug)
As for Black Widows, my feelings are locked and unchangable...they gotta GO! I will admit they are fascinating to observe, and in my experience, BW's are reclusive and skittish and not aggressive. Statistically, the BW bites are very rarely fatal to human adults. Although painful, the bite usually heals...usually, you don't lose a limb or digit.

(Pic pulled from the Net - suspected BW bite - day 6)

Black Widows have a bad reputation because they've been seen killing their little, harmless, brown, male, counterpart after courtship...oh yeah, and they inject a toxic venom that attacks the nervous system and is one of the most potent venoms secreted by a living creature. Woohoo!

I hadn't seen a Black Widow around the house for a few months, until last night. I pulled into the driveway after a late movie and there she was, hanging fully spread out in the middle of a messy web. She was a big-old-beast and had threaded a couple of lines from the bumper of my perma-parked jeep to the ground. I could see her in the headlights from 20 feet away.
I learned a while back that where there is one BW, there are many BWs...and so the hunt is immediately on. The Black Widow Hunter in me comes alive!

BWH - JOIN my BLACK WIDOW HUNTER CLUB - It's EASY! Simply head on down to your local tattoo parlor and have them scratch this ugly BWH mark on your inner right forearm, take a pic and send me $100 bucks. and then BAM! YOU'RE IN! Happy hunting!


Anyway...
I went to the garage, put on a headlamp, grabbed my gloves and a shovel, and went straight for the Jeep. I found three new, smaller BW's immediately. BAM BAM BAM! I had already named the big one in front of the jeep Isabella and decided to capture her in a 5-gallon bucket for further study.

(ISABELLA IN A BUCKET)
This hunting/killing/squishing process may sound cruel, premeditated and unnecessary to the dedicated critter lover out there, but, If you own a small dog (like Charlie) and you like him alive (like I do), you need to hunt the females down. Charlie is a curious, furry little moron and he likes to bat bugs around, put them in his mouth, spit them out, pounce on them, lick them...you get the idea.

(Charlie is not afraid of Black Widows and that is not an evolutionary advantage!)

A Black Widow bite does have the potential to kill or severely cripple a small dog (or child!)



With Isabella in her bucket, I continued hunting around the house.

99.8% of the time, at night, the female will be hanging in the middle of her web, less than a foot from the ground. The good news with that fact is that you will rarely walk face first into one, the bad news, in California, we like to walk around in shorts and barefoot.

(The following BW pics were taken post-squish!)
Found one here.


BW's love the garage and they love stuff on the ground, crates, cardboard boxes, wood piles, holes, bricks - generally, heaps of stuff..on the ground. The BW web looks very chaotic, there is no pattern, just loose, thin fibers.

Found one!

One here.



One here next to the cornhole boards...


When the hunt was done, I gathered the little toxic, squished spider carcasses, boiled them in vinegar and drank the mixture from an old boot. Not really, but I thought about the power that might have given me!

The HUNT was a success!! 7 BW's squished.

But, I will need to have another hunt soon. Tonight, I saw a new, gigantic BW in the garage that scurried away before I was able to gather my tools and wits to go into her dark corner.

She was as fat as i have ever seen, so I need to find her before she lays a billion eggs.


Remember to get your tattoo and send me $$$$!



THE GREAT ISABELLA (pre-squish)

04 August 2009

2009 - UT - Duck Creek Trip - Motobeer Vacation - UPDATE



UPDATE - UPDATE

Lesson #452
Always carry a tow-strap.

I took my Husqvarna TE610 into the local shop after the electrical shut down in Utah. (Full story here)

Turns out the Varta battery went bad after only 1450 miles. The side of the battery case was caved in....probably a sign something was wrong.

The joys of electronic fuel injection have been revealed! The bike does not run without a battery and I can not realistically carry a spare.

The only real fix would be to get a carbureted motorcycle.

26 July 2009

POVLA - 02 - White Tiger gonna get me.

Life Lesson #451:

When you put your hand on a 250 lb. white tiger's face and try to push it away as it jumps on you, you can not apply enough force to move the kitty away.

The tiger will just keep moving in the direction it was moving.

White Tiger gonna get me. from LONGERDAY on Vimeo.

15 July 2009

2009 - UT - Duck Creek Trip - Motobeer Vacation

Finally, a plan that happened! Not just talk. No way! This is talk followed by real action.

UTAH...



I've made some great friends over the years, and my comrades Keith, Garrett and Joe are some of the greatest.

The four of us hatched a plan to head to southern Utah for 3 short days of motorized chaos. We chose Utah because it was in the "middle" of all of us. Joe drove from Nebraska to Colorado where he met Keith, who came from New Mexico, and together they drove 12 hours to Utah. Garrett came from central Idaho and drove 13 hours. I started in southern California and drove 7 hours. Pretty even, I'd say, considering that I had to drive through the Mojave desert.

I left Los Angeles on Thursday at 7am. It took 4 hours to get to Las Vegas.

I made a pit-stop at the Husky dealer to pick up a 14 tooth countershaft sprocket because I knew I'd be needing more low end control to follow Garrett and Keith in the technical spots.

Another 2 hours northeast of Vegas I hit Cedar City, where hwy 14 takes you up into the mountains, toward Brianhead ski area and our destination, Duck Creek ohv.

I was the first to arrive at the Duck Creek campground (8700 ft elev.) about 40 miles east of Cedar City. This place was really spectacular. There were trails everywhere.



Keith and Joe showed up around 4pm. We shared a beer and some laughs.

The one and only Turfdraagster


Joe - Diesel Mechanic & Great Wall Erector.


Garrett didn't show up until 3 am Friday morning. More beer, more laughs.

BTW, Garrett lives the good life.



The dirt was our food and the beer our water.



Well, not actually. We did eat breakfast and drink coffee.


From camp, Duck Creek Village was a short 2 mile drive or a fun 4 mile 4x4 trail.


Fun Fun Fun.





The trails were long and straight with some fun curvy sections, but for the most part, the riding was moderate, relaxing and fun.

We'd come back to camp to tinker and refresh.
There is always something to be fixed, tightened or improved on these moto trips.

Keith fixes a slow leak.


The culprit was obvious...


Garrett stitched the giant crack in his tail fender with a nail, some stove gas and bailing wire.



This worked like a champ and the bailing wire came in handy when we needed to hot-wire the Husky.


The new neighbors were kind enough to let us know what we could expect from them.


It was great to see old friends, catch up and spin some dirt in each others eyes. The trip was a total success.

Well, except for my trusty Husqvarna.

This is how my bike started.


I was plagued by problems. The new lynx headlight fairing broke off on my first ride of the trip. The base bolt sheared off at the triple-clamp and the fairing began flapping like a leaf in the wind.
No problem there, just remove the entire contraption.
It was the unexplained electrical issues that stopped me dead, 15 miles out on beautiful trail #7, my last ride of the trip. Getting out was a real challenge. Keith had to tow me most of the way with a 6ft tie-down and on a motorcycle, that's no simple task. I lost the bike once and jumped off just in time to watch Keith drag the husky like a roped calf. We made it to hwy 89 right as it got dark and soon became stranded on a lonely turnout. After some deer crossing the road jokes, a few inappropriate stories and a funny mishap that re-broke my kickstand, a sheriff spotted me wrapped up in my silver space blanket and stopped to check in. We ditched the bikes in the bushes and the copper took us back to camp.

Earlier, Garrett and Joe had left us to go get the truck with the intent of driving it down the 4x4 trail and picking up my dead bike. But with Keith's towing abilities, we were able to get out of the forest. So Garrett and Joe searched the woods for two hours, finally seeing our tracks to the road and heading back to camp.

Garrett and Joe pulled up 10 minutes after the sheriff dropped us off, and when we saw them coming, I asked the cop to cuff us for their arrival and he said, "should I have you at gun point?" We laughed and decided that would've been a little much. After the fact, I think we should have done it anyway.



If you look carefully you can see the weld that fixed the last crack.


By the time the trip was over, the te610 didn't run and looked like some bad custom job.


Oh well...Sh*t happens.

2009 - NV - Wild Kingdom

I forgot to post about my last Las Vegas adventure.

Nothing really happened. We just laid around a Luxor cabana, and played with lions and tigers.




08 July 2009

2009 - CA - El Segundo - 4th of July


The Evite read -
"4th of July Party and Drunken Parade!"















- and so it went, something like this...







The Place


Zack Stoller
- Patriotic Party Producer -







After some celebration and tasty hydration, the parade began with a drum-roll.

Some shakers and a dozen kazoos.
Don't forget the flags and homeland cheer!







And when night fell...
fireworks.




Finale!


After the fireworks, the party moved to "The Tavern on Main."












The next morning,
Charlie was hungover when he woke up in a hammock.

15 June 2009

2009 - CA - ANF moto ride - Advrider

A fun day in the Angeles National Forest and San Gabriel mountains.
A day full of mist and dirt and broken bike parts
The meeting place was the 7-11 off of Osborne in Sunland, CA. 8:30am.
I got there around 9.

When i arrived, there was only one adventurer.

I made it two. Both of us are on the '08 Husqvarna TE610.

Xymotic just bought that bike two days before with 126 miles on it. Basically new. By the end of the day he had more than doubled it.


Around 9:15, Espiritu showed up on his shiny KTM 950 adventure.




No more waiting and we were off.

We got nice and wet plowing through a thick mist and rain on the way up Little Tujunga Canyon. "Little T" is a great little 15 mile stretch of the twistiest curves on the planet. Very fun, but a little nerve racking when wet.

At the very top of the canyon (near where Nat and I spotted the CONDOR) is a turn off called Santa Clara Divide (SCD) and it is an old, cracked paved road that turns to dirt and runs for about 30 miles across the San Gabriel Mountains.

Off of the main SCD road there are a couple of old Nike Missle sites. All that is left is the concrete slabs that cover them up. Interesting history on those missile sites.















That's me in the mist.
For the first 5 miles of SCD, the visibility was 10 - 50 yards. Horrible.

Here's the best example of what it was like to ride through it.


The clouds/fog cleared up about 15 miles later.
Then the fun began and we could open it up a little!

Espiritu crashed his shiny 950 in a sandy turn. He was the first to go down, thankfully, at slow speed.


He almost put it down again just for the pic.

Espiritu and Xymotic on the dirt.


Then it was Xymotic turn to crash on the 4N24 hillclimb. 2nd gear, throttle all the way open? Don't think so. Here he is giving the advrider salute.


After handling Xymotic's 300lb TE back into an upright, downward facing postion, i found my sleepy little baby here.


.....Kickstand snapped while unattended....
















Notice the nice little crack. Bad news but not a show stopper.

Here is my new $13,000, orange kickstand which included this sharp looking kickstand attendant.



We continued up into the mountains again and over the only water crossing of the day.
We debated which line was best through the water to avoid the underwater rocks. I had always taken center, but Xymotic had always thought right...

Right line though the water...


Center line. Looks like Xymotic is just floating on water...

Espiritu's came out of the right line swinging to the side. He hit something...so...Center Line it is!

This is the view about three or four miles up from the water crossing.
This road is called 4N24.


Xymotic in action.

Back into the clouds at the top of the mountins. We road another 15 miles, over pacifico truck trail and on to a little mountain-top restaurant called newcombs for burgers and a pitcher.

Then it was 30 miles home on the beautiful 2 - the Angeles Crest Highway.
Great ride!

27 May 2009

Sony HXR-MC1 camera setups

As promised (to a few of you out there) -

CAMERA MOUNTS and SETUPS for the HXR-MC1 POV CAMERA.


CLICK HERE TO WATCH A VIDEO OF SOME MY MOUNTS IN ACTION - vimeo




My little disclaimer to you litigiously inclined finger pointers:
Mounting any camera on any motorcycle or any mountain bike or any moving vehicle could cause extreme bodily harm or even death. In fact, placing any foriegn object anywhere on any moving object could create a potential for disaster, injury, problems, malfunctions, warranty voiding, depression, anxiety, blindness, shortness of breath, dry mouth, bleeding from the ears, nausea, etc. (In-other-words, having fun and trying new things adds risk to both equipment and the rider.)
I am not recommending or promoting any of these ideas, mounts or setups. These aren't even good ideas and the mounts are pretty sloppy. Do not try this at home kids, you might and probably will break something expensive!!

That being said...

Here is what I started with.

I started with as much as possible, so i was able to make as many configurations as possible. This stuff isn't cheap. Next time I will search harder for used hardware. If you have any questions about any particular item, just put it in the comments and I'll answer what i can. Most of the hardware above was purchased at Filmtools in Burbank. Great store - great owner!

You might notice that I have put a quick release on every setup. The last thing I want to do when riding and shooting solo is change camera plates every time I want to move the camera.

ABOVE - MOST IMPORTANT! The quick release and plate and a small ball head.

From there, I was able to start building.


ABOVE - THE BEAST - A very sturdy and versatile handle-bar mount. BOMBPROOF!




ABOVE - THE QUICKIE - This is my favorite mount for the MC1. Put it anywhere! The smaller ball-head makes this less sturdy than THE BEAST, but this thing is SOLID!




ABOVE - THE SLIK - This is a great handlebar mount for the Record Unit. Got this SLIK CLAMP HEAD 32 at Adorama!

The next step is to attach the steel arms and get crazy.


I attached Cardellini Clamps at the corners of the luggage rack and elsewhere.


Then I used Grip heads and connected them with 5/8 and 3/8 steel and aluminum rods to form a triangle. Weight is the key to making this setup work. Next time I will use only steel rods. I love the shot this position provides, but I have not reduced the vibration enough to make it a very useful setup. I'll keep trying.


ABOVE - This mount is rock solid!





ABOVE - This setup creates a very cool shot angle, but is probably the most dangerous to ride with. It affects steering, vision, and can act like a hook in the trees! The vibration on this setup is better than the rear setup, but could be improved.


Here is a similar mount for my mountain bike.ABOVE - This is the only Mountain bike setup I shot. It is very similar to the Moto mount, except that it only uses two arms. Vibration is minimal at low speeds but this setup can NOT handle big shocks! I used only short aluminum rods. Very dangerous for both camera and rider.




ALSO AS PROMISED.

I sent my camera to Todd Moen in Oregon. He's a partner in a great little flyfishing e-zine called CATCH MAGAZINE. Check it out! Todd built this sweet little underwater housing for the HXR-MC1. This worked great for him and I will post some of his underwater results later.

I DO NOT RECOMMEND THIS AT ALL! But...

This sure is a great way to get your MC1 underwater for under 50 bucks! ACE HARDWARE has everything you need.

What was used...

3 inch PVC pipe (fits the century optics fish-eye lens), a rubber glove, zip ties, a piece of glass and some water-sports super glue!


Down and dirty cheap!

Questions, comments, concerns, additions, help, ideas, and general thought puking is welcome.

16 April 2009

POV LA - 01


First camera tests with the new Sony HXR-MC1 POV camera.

MUSIC BY SOMATIC MEDIA - www.somaticmedia.com

05 April 2009

2009 - Home Sweet Home

2009 - Charlie Bear Highway



This dog is always down for a ride up the canyon.

Above photos by - Sean O'brien.

S.O.B - Circa 2009

2009 - Do you love your job?

"Thanks for shopping at VONS.
32 years.
I still love my job.
Do You?"

2009 - STUPID MOP



The mop can't believe it either...

2009 - When Friends Drink

25 March 2009

2008 - ALASKA video