Baja California is like a backyard sports game, the most basic form of international travel. Subdued realities of your change of environment fail to register as your conscious mind is more attuned to the kid cudi blasting through your speakers rather than then the harsh realities that lie just up the road…
Shit, did I just blow through a toll booth while I was digging the beat to this new cudi? No, actually that was the border… The absence of things like long customs lines and give-the-ceo-a-dollar international airline taxes blur the lines of a border as if in the head of border patrol’s worst nightmare. The easy access and nonchalance of crossing the border serves as a great contradiction to the life threatening risks you face in the land where you can’t drink the water. As I am told, someone dressed up as cop might rob you naked and/or kill you. Sounds like today’s backyard game is the good old classic cops and robbers. I’m pretty sure the Mexican version is a bit more consequential, although I haven’t played in a while.
Introductions are always so lame. You’d think that I was trying to impress some trendy chick in a beanie ordering a latte at starbucks after reading that. Here are some photos from last week, when ERGO’s Corban Cambell and I went down to Baja. I’m going to caption them, which probably means misconstructed attempts at childish humor. All photos are by Jeremiah Klein.
I don’t even know what a latte is, which would be the grounding of my argument if anyone was to ever accuse me of being a homosexual.
Pretty nice boat, huh?
They say the key to safety in Baja is to be as low key as possible. Corban makes sure he stays low key by…. Well, there’s two routes to go here: 1. The beaten to death cliche caption of saying someone sought shelter in a tube. or 2. Making fun of dickhead’s bright red suit.
That said, looks like el diablo found himself a tube.
I took off on a wave and did a jump.
El diablo again, keeping it low key with a slob grab. (Stalefishes are too loud.)
Corban dances in the sky at sunset.
We even learned some basic arithmetic. This photo =
I ramped out in Baja.