Today we woke up and went straight to the Indian Jones spot out in the middle of nowhere. Which happened to be very productive for us. For skating that is. Not productive in the hunt for kangaroos.
This guy probably has the all time worst job in the world. Well maybe thats a stretch but his job was by far way worse than ours. He was spraying weeds with poison in the middle of the outback. I'm not sure if this is the outback but he was obviously not very excited at our hunt for kangaroos. As he questioned our existence out there.
I feel like maybe this isn't as much as a skate trip anymore as it is a hunt for kangaroo trip. Well David and I were just thinking that we want to maybe just catch one for a second and put something in its pouch when we were out here. Something American like not meat pies. Or really expensive soda. Something from Walmart or something. I consider Kangaroo pouches like moving time capsules. In a way.
We looked high and low. As you can see.
Nuge and David living the outback life. Is this the outback? I just found out its not. Not even close.
After the non outback session we did a signing at Redlight Skateboards.
I ended it with a photo that you won't understand. Me neither. Just some sculpture thing in the mall.