brother lockwood sent in the following report:
a few images from the occasion:
steamboat willie charting the course...
dynamic duo dialed in...
big brother tracking the grays...
whoa, sweet cameo...
getting sketchy later...
yo go, firehead...
peace out, old codgers...
and like a rite of passage, Lady Bojon got her first taste of wildwood, new jersey last weekend.
at one point, someone threw out the question: "Cassady, how many rides have you been on?"
her reply: "all of them."
some pix from the action:
beach weather...
two peas in a pod...
commanding the apache...
hit the trey and win choice...
that's right...
lucky 7 sand castle...
a birdseye view of the amusement...
watch the tram car please...
most excellent bojaunt to cabo san lucas to help johnny dangerous prepare for the dreaded, unexpected bump in the singles fast lane.
a team of professionals was called in, a villa was secured, and the clocks were turned back.
good clean fun, or so the story goes.
a few "approved" shots from the festivities:
oceans eleven...
the villa...
with a view...
the giggling marlin...
bar hopping...
and more bar hopping...
just another day at the office...
and finally, the big chief bids the squaws ado...
but alas, a road trip to the land of the sandinistas by brother biggs and pear cider turned up a perro bigote sighting and some juicy waves.
biggsy had this to say:
and as for the surf during the excursion, the pictures tell the story. check out brother biggs himself getting some heady coverage in the nicaragua surf report as he slides backside on a beefy ripple.
f*ing beautiful.