gnar is what you make of it. whether it be the whisper of your board slicing through an epic powder run or a completely unexpected adventure far from the mountains... it is gnar.
05 December 2010
go west young man
And so it starts. The long trek towards CO. Of course it had to snow at the lake the night before i left. No snow really until December. And then it started. The roads were snow packed. And this song came on the radio as i pulled through Empire for the last time.
First stop was Chicago for a couple nights. And it snowed for the first time there too. The snow is chasing us westward. Tonite we're in Iowa City for a short stopover. And on to Denver tomorrow. Our season starts now. Let the gnar fall...
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