Friday, September 30, 2011

#22 - See a Bison



The American Bison is a massive, awesome, beast of a beast. Seeing a herd of them up close is insane. The power in their stance is powerful. The rumble in their grunts is rumbly.

If they wouldn't have killed me I would have given em all a bear hug. Screw that. I would have given em a big ol bison hug.

Go to Wyoming. See a bison. It's perfect.

Thursday, September 29, 2011

#21 - Drift the Snake River



What's better than drunk rafting down the Snake River?

Not much. Maybe eating a great sandwiches while riding a T-Rex, but other than that...

My first visit to Wyoming started in the Teton National Forest. The bosomy snowy peaks of the aptly named Teton Mountain Range are best viewed while drifting down the Snake. So, I did.

With no planning at all I somehow lucked into the perfect combination of shocking yellow and red fall foliage and crazy hot summer weather, so getting into the chilly water felt amazing.

During the spring and summer the river rages several meters higher than the mellow depth we cruised at, making it a rush for whitewater enthusiasts. However, I wouldn't change the dreamy pace and serene views we took in while creeping along in the calm, shallow waters.

Wyoming is a beautiful place and I'm stoked I got such a great first impression.

Monday, September 26, 2011

#20 - Party on Hollywood Boulevard



Yes I'm from San Dimas, CA - home of Bill and Ted, and yes, I have had some excellent adventures. Thing is, even though I grew up a mere 30 minutes from L.A. - and I've been out a few times in L.A. to some rad bars - I've never actually rocked out on Hollywood Boulevard. Ever. One time I drove a friend around for an hour looking for the Hollywood sign which we didn't find. We ended up drinking and running into the ocean instead.

So when my brother's 31st birthday came around we spent that Friday at his office in LA just around the corner from the famous Kodak Theater. 5pm, beers flowed, and skablamee - I found myself swilling whiskey at a Hollywood pool bar.

I saw a red carpet, people posing with tourists, the walk of fame, the friggin Hollywood sign, and a few excellent bars.

I can't wait to get back to NY, but after seeing a different side of LA, it ain't as crap as I thought.

Well done, LA. Well done.