EXCUSES EXCUSES EXCUSES

Yeah, I know! I haven't posted anything in a ludicrous amount of time. Shut your face and listen to some solid excuses for neglecting my blog to the brink of no return. So, that Pride/Hb trip I made a post about last, was good. We did tow outs everyday and Rod Owen shot it. As I'm driving home from it I get a call from my mum telling me that my dad has just had a brain hemorrhage and is in intensive care. Needless to say, there was a plethora of complications and close calls for a good part of last year. Dad pulled through. And to show us how good he was feeling after his rehabilitation, he wrote off his motorbike and broke his back! GO DAD. He has since recovered from that and assures me he has 7 lives left. Such a charger.

In amongst all this, other things went down; I completed my diploma in Media Communications, did some trips to SA and abroad, finished in the top 16 on the Australian Tour and have just moved to Perth, the most isolated city in the southern hemisphere.

PHOTO TIME

From the South Coast trip I said I'd show pics from in an earlier post. (Photo: Shadbolt )

Ben Vietch: Friend, Team Rider, Optimist, Tall Person. (photo: Me, on my tippy toes)

(photo: Rod Owen/Pride)

Vert. (photo: Rod Owen/Pride)

Chris Wilson: Friend, Underrated Bodyboarder, Gangster Rap Enthusiast, Chair Rookie

You walk across this

To Surf this. No one out. Just me Damon and the Sharks.

Slotted in Knights Beach Wedge, SA (Photos: Arandelovic)

Im very aware that these excuses do not justify the length of time I have spent away from this blog, nor do I care. You can now count on regular updates of wild times and the sickest shit, all year long. That, my friends, is my promise to you, the 4 people that have possibly glanced at this page by accident.