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the mammoth man lifestyle is not one to be taken lightly. we shoot guns. we play hard. we drive fast.
so, when we rolled up on the k1 race track in phoenix, the onslaught of awesome began.
so, when we rolled up on the k1 race track in phoenix, the onslaught of awesome began.
parsons [aka "the dude"]
sloan [aka "the professor"]
to the untrained, human-eye, when the mammoth men hit the race track, they might see something like this.
but, with our cat like driving abilities, the world around is a blur, and the mammoth man focuses on the one thing that drives him... victory.
you get to drink from the fire hose... you ready billy?
coming up next: smart water jowling.
as noted by my friend and fellow mantripper jory cordy, i enjoy reminiscing in moments almost immediately. hence, my utmost favorite phrase "remember that time..." is up there with "your mom" and "that's what she said." "remember that time..." can even be used for events that have not yet happened, and as jeff newsom might say, that is science.
so, remember that time our bus crapped out, and we rocked out a game of football in our chonies, while stuck at an intersection in the middle of nowhere for 5+ hours and proceeded to run out a day filled with fail, only to follow it up by a big sac of awesome on thursday?
thursday, watch out for the mammoth men... we can not be held down. we will prevail. FTW...
so, remember that time our bus crapped out, and we rocked out a game of football in our chonies, while stuck at an intersection in the middle of nowhere for 5+ hours and proceeded to run out a day filled with fail, only to follow it up by a big sac of awesome on thursday?
thursday, watch out for the mammoth men... we can not be held down. we will prevail. FTW...
it's been a long time since i blasted a ghat, so i felt pretty jiggy when we loaded up and popped off a few rounds at the local range.
i shot kyle.
apparently the sun, nor heat, is out at 5 in the morning in monument valley, utah. however, professional male photographers can be found in droves.
nate kaiser's new 'about me' photo.
after what felt like days of traveling in the 45 foot cacoon of our prevost, larry the driver dropped us off in the middle of the desert. our small herd boarded the bed of a pick-up for a short drive to antelope canyon. little did we know our lives were in jeopardy...
what you do see: matt sloan having a good time. what you don't see: random berms & dunes approaching at 45+mph. matt sloan fearing for his life... good times.
jory cordy and his shadow.
the rim light is found.
getting my ansel on.
kyle.
after a long awaited sophomore voyage with the mammoth men, my bag packed, longing for that 8 foot by 2 foot coffin-style bunk and an onslaught of good times, i claimed my spot on the bus and we hit the road... first stop: vegas.
dinner at ra sushi.
it's hard rolling with 11 other dudes with legit cameras and not get asked the question "who are you guys?"
we struck a conversation with eric, in the booth over from us at dinner. eric happens to be a part of the local vegas paparazi. if you've picked up a recent copy of US weekly, you've seen his stuff. eric sharing his portfolio via iPhone.
we struck a conversation with eric, in the booth over from us at dinner. eric happens to be a part of the local vegas paparazi. if you've picked up a recent copy of US weekly, you've seen his stuff. eric sharing his portfolio via iPhone.
ending the night at the top of the stratosphere... vertigo ensues.
