The Journey to Big Bear

Well, I guess this post was a long overdo. After constant nagging from the fellow squatters on this adventure, I've finnally uploaded some classic jpegs and some words to accompany them.

enjoy you sleews.


Derek was sooo stoked to go to the snow, he felt like wearing his beanie around and made a really dope mix for the truck ride



After we left the dismal city known as iSla vIsta, we ventured down to NP, better known as the little town on the side of the highway where we kicked it at Landy's for a little, but than we got tired, so we went to DerDer's to get ready for bed.


Mormons are everywhere in Newberry Park, and one blessed us with her presence. Unfortunately, she called us all out on being lame for going to bed at 10:30...we all laughed at her face and told her she was a Mormon.


Jimmy really dug our sleeping arrangements...dreams were plentiful and vivid thanks to Mitrovich's Darvy's--good looking snitch!



We got an early start on the road, but decided it was best to stop for some food and fill our stomachs up right with some 'Murican food to honor our close friend Luke Rogers.




The drive was long, and often times scary with DerDer behind the wheel...but seeked refuge by singing our lungs out. This was definitely one of the faves......Sex is on Fire


We finally got to Big bear, where we rented some ghetto ass gear, found a parking spot, lost DerDer, found DerDer, and eventually made it on the snow where we shreaded Snow Summit all Morning.



In a series of catastrophic events, jimmy lost his iPod and my camera died, but fortunately, we got one video of yimms "the walrus" ciardello sliding some extra slippery sliders. Watch closely and you can see his iPod fall out in the video.




In the afternoon we cruised over to Bear, where we were coridally welcomed by all the SoCal bros wearing obnoxious color schemes, and the BroHoes rocking wife beaters and fake titts. Nonetheless, the park at Bear was pretty legit and we stuck around until four cruising all over the mountain.
We eventually decided to cruise back home. We got an eclectic selection of chips, threw in some lipper, picked up a hitch hiking meth addict, and came home to the city where Heritage is cheaper than bottled water.

Epic Trip Boys!

dk