So we decided to take a trip to Quebec.  More than enough people wanted to join in so we figured we would roll deep with a nice mixture of Americans and Canadians.  The crew consisted of  Louis-Felix Paradis, Laurent-Nicolas Paquin, Ben Bilocq, Nick Dirks, Keegan Valaika,  Jonas Michelot, Alex Cantin, and Greg Desjardins.  The media end of this crew was Oli Gagnon and Dave Lehl with the pictures and Jan Snarski and myself with the motion pictures.  We split up into 2 crews for the day and one big gang for the nights.

Jonas is looking a little scary here in the frozen tundra outside the Ozone.  This place is amazing. Not only is this the hotel we stayed at, but it is a nightclub as well.

Thumbs up from the walk-in.

Tall boys!  Left to right: Keegan, Jonas, Laurent, Nick

 Keegan inside the Ozone dropping the “VG”.  Jonas repping the 4th grade bloods.

Pretty sure this picture is from the third or fourth night at the Ozone, but I dont’ remember.  Regardless it is ol’ Larry hangin with a blonde gal.

 Jonas slipped…

 Nick Slipped…

Keegan picked them both up.

This is the first spot we went to.  The landing is on a mellow street but Keegan still managed to hit 2 cars.

This is Big Louie Lou’s truck.  He has a sweet sticker on the back window!

 This is Ben’s car.  He rolls with a flat bar on the roof. No big deal.

If you can catch this sneaky Leprechaun, you will be granted 3 wishes.

Jonas taking some polaroids.  If you look closely at his right hand you can see he is in the Pen 15 club.

If you are in Quebec and stay at the Ozone, there is this amazing crepery down the street. Go there.

Louie pouring out some sizzurp.

 Jan giving the thumbs up on club monkey night at the Ozone.  Check the ape screaming in the background.

Jonas and friends hanging out at the mall.

Sometimes photographers will force you to do things.  Dave punked Nick into sliding this thing in a frontal boarding position.

 Ok, so you might be thinking “not that played out red ledge”.  Well if you are, then you are mistaken.  Take a photographer here and they are sure to be bummed.  I think a lot of people are not seeing the big picture here.  Snowboarding has very few spots in which people can go year after year and leave a recognizable mark.  Keegan dropped some major hambones on this thing last year, so did Joey, so did Will Lavigne, so did the list goes on.  That is what makes this spot good, not to mention it is gigantic, red,  and cement. Sooner or later snowboarding will wake up.  But incase you are wondering we didn’t even hit it, just chipped ice and dug for 3 hours.

Cheers!

Back home for a brief stay.  Desiree Melancon and Harrison Gordon drove into town to enjoy the recent snowfall.  We only had a few days to get some things done before the next adventure, but we got at it none the less.  We had a smooth posse consisting of Nick Dirks, Harrison Gordon, Desiree Melancon, Jarad Hadi, Evan LeFebvre, Johnny Miller, and Tyler Verigan. 

Desiree looking like she just sucked a sour candy. And Harrison looking like he just sucked a sour joint.

This is the first spot we went to and good thing we did….  Apparently a few days later someone cut out the bar. 

Scott Blum came out of the cracks to hang.

Desiree not only sucks at snowboarding but she sucks at parking too.

Some kids were sessioning the ol’ hospital rail one night and Tyler decided to join in.

They dont call Evan Lefebvre Big Ev for nothing.

Desiree in an Airblaster ninja suit.

                 I tried to take a picture of Harrison’s little fuzzy tail that is hooked to this suit, but he was embarrassed and tucked that little guy.

When Desiree is asleep she is impossible to awaken.  Works out good for us because she wouldn’t normally eat our boogers.

           Desiree thumbing through a ladies mag.

As if first trips weren’t bad enough, someone really dumb decided to explore the butthole of America known as Flint, Michigan.  We didn’t get to stay too long in this beautiful city, just long enough to run through some abandoned houses, break some shit, and find out about Juggalos.  From Flint we went down to Grand Rapids and posted up with some local good guys. Big thanks to Eric, Tommy, Levi, and Marie for showing us around and letting us crash.  There could be a few paragraphs to describe this trip, but a picture is worth 1,000 words, so here are 21,000 words plus some captions.

 The crew from left to right: Nick Dirks, LNP, Louie Paradise, Jonas Michelot

First trip of the season and this is where we went.  Sometimes the search for new shit will lead you to just that….SHIT.

     The guardian of the temple of Flint.

         This unstrapped leprechaun would be LNP, also known as Laurent to his friends and as Larry Penguin to the people of Michigan

Jonas hangin 10 

   Nick grew a sweet stache while we were there.

        There is a gate to the city of Flint and this is the entrance.

  Louif and Laurent looking shady.

Nick and Jonas using juggalo piss and body heat to build lips

   Nick does wear goggles.

              Nick getting artsy polaroid style.

Jonas Michelot a.k.a. Phone boy

Phone boy and a lipslide.

       Michigan invented juggalos and juggalos invented Faygo.  Supposedly if you drink this you turn into a juggalo.  None of us manned up to drink it.

   Nick bought a high tech camera at the thrift store and started a production company titled VideoAss. 

      Gassin’ up with a tall boy.

          This is the juggalo logo.  These stickers are as popular in Michigan as a Dragon or Volcom sticker in California.     

     Jonas doing the Michigan state dance.  The hatchet is required.

      Andy “iPhone” Wright came along to take some photos.

We didn’t manage to get a photo of the guy that kicked us out, but Nick and I drew this detailed drawing of the Spawn Clown/Janitor while on the plane home.

           Nick is so rich, he bought 3 seats just so he could sleep.  Not really.

Thats it for Michigan. Stay tuned for the next adventure.