Well as we speak the cops and drugs dogs have the van surrounded as I sit outside of Caribou Coffee stealing internet with a brown bag full of empty been cans, alone. He asked me what I was doing and I explained the situation, if you are reading this and there is no day 5 it is because I pressed “publish” before going to jail. That being said, day 4 was another great day. Didn’t get many photos taken as Alex’s camera ran out of batteries but it was still great. We went to a sweet little park where everyone got lines and tricks, and then right up the street to a square drop rail, see pics, and my dumbass locked the keys in the van. Thanks Michael for saving my life. Time flew as we got a little later start then previous days and before we knew it we were back at Chris’ house drinking beers and logging footage. I wish there was something more interesting to say then the fencers we saw in the park, or the sweet misty flip that happened, but I would be lying. Just another day handling business with the best dudes around.
