I’ve gota start by saying the biggest up to Lucas, his family, the CMP crew (Gold Black, Dogga and Tone) the man with the horse and all the other class people that made me feel so welcome in their beautiful country

Day one
eleven hours and one seriously discrepant flight later I’m able to stretch out them long lanky legs of mine, I arrived at Sao Paulo with a 5 hour wait till my connecting flight to Porto Allegro, so I settled down for a spot of people watching.
This was the first time in a agesI had travelled alone, which made everything all the more exciting. Waiting waiting waiting, shit I hate waiting, After watching countless beautiful women go bye, an a few munters, It was time for me go get my plane.
When I left home I was so chuffed to be getting away from the rain, but guess what, its raining, I’m not even joking.
Finally made it to Cabure mountain board park accompanied but the Patrol (Lucas) and techno Tony doggy, already seen two eagle’s an owl you could fit in your pocket and shit loads of bright yellow birds, this place is beautiful!

Day two
I sleep walked last night, something about a tap, I put it down to the heat. Just been for my first ride, the park is sick, don’t think I’ve ever sweated this much in my life though. Me an doggie are chilling on the porch stroking the dog with crazy eyes. I feel right at home, the 13 odd dogs are gona drive me crazy though!
Stacked it twice today, did have mega flat tyres though, excuses excuses ey.

Day three
Last night was the hottest night of the year, an don’t I know it, no blankee, sleeping in a puddle of sweat, gota get a fan! Had a class night last night, Lucas did a barbeque an we sat up all night drinking cashasa and eatin meat, chicken hearts and some more meat. had a fun little jib on the porch this morning, landed a kick flip and a pop shovet, we had a jam in the forest this afternoon sat on a log, good times, then Jards hooked us up with some sweet grub yet again, bedtime.

Day four
Been out grooming this morning, the jump went from looking like a hairy p*&&y to a fine Brazilian wax ; Tom, don’t forget there is 20 real’s in your trouser pocket! Had a pretty exciting action packed day, at about 12 we headed into Porto Allegro and got some lunch at a grimy little café, love it, you don’t get places like that in the uk. After a hearty feed and a glass of guarana we shot off to the local skate plaza where I had a skate off with some locals then to a meeting with mr Nike sb, that chaps got a nice job!, after that we went to another park, this place was one of the coolest things id ever seen, an old school snake run from the 1980s full of guys and girls on long boards boosting mega airs an shit.

 
spent the rest of the evening sitting on the street in crystal drinkin beer then we went for a meal at the most crowded restaurant I’ve ever been to, you should see the wasps over here they are some evil looking mothers.

chapter two coming when i get round to it.

all t shirts will be sent on the 4th of January 2010, this is because they are all made to order as we are only a couple of chaps working with limited facilities. the t shirts are screen printed using high quality inks and fabrics. please go to the t shirts page to purchase one of these puppies, by the way this will be the only time you can get this print and colour.

thanks very much,

tuai, pume and the gang xxx

After a huge drive to silverstone, we got there to find it was absolutely pissing it down with rain, and none of the organisers had any idea who we were or what we were doing there. Eventually, we got started setting up the ramp when the rain stopped. The “security” were picked up from the side of the road or a nearby ghetto, so joe thought they stole his wallet which made him a grumpier chap than usual, and he proceeded to remind everyone of how much money they owed him so he could have some for the weekend. That weekend it was fricking hot, most the people there were pretty darn posh, we looked just as pikey as usual, and even though we were event staff they wouldn’t let us in the free drink and food area! the camping was quite far away from the racetrack, you had to walk through some woods then across a field. people weren’t impressed with tom read’s “vomiting”. but then we weren’t impressed with them massively either. we caught the end of calvin harris’ set, then started the most epic rave which was quality, ready bum was going for it, probably sweated more doing that than riding to be honest. as for the rest of the weekend, well tuai worked his magic with the girls running the kids play area, some epic games of table football went down, and i found i can’t climb for sh*t. the shows were at their usual standard, although i forgot how to 360 by the last demo on the first day. tell you what though, i never want to see another bastard mini ever again.

thanks for reading,

bag o’ poom and a bottle of rum xxx