Dear Summer

Please don’t leave me. The past few weeks have been rad, would hate to have the inevitable grayrain come and fuck up my parade. Minor photo dump in lieu of taking the effort to write anything.

Helped Charles break in the new rooftop tent with a little surfysurf around the SD area

 

Tyrone got married and stole all the ladies

 

Pretended to be a French model. Bonjour!

 

Rediscovered that wearing shoes still sucks

 

Picked up a new poon magnet and broke her in on a road trip around the Olympics

 

Turns out she’s narcoleptic

 

As well as a photo slut. Sluttin’ on the Hoh

 

Sluttin’ on Mt. Walker

 

Hurricane Ridge. Headed back in a few weeks to backpack around.

 

Bagel kebabs

 

This thing is a HOG for this creek

 

Anyways, have spent more time sleeping somewhere else than I have in my bed the past 30 days – it’s the way the world should be!¬† Hope everyone is getting some this summer.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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