Celebrating Dave Mull’s 26th birthday and the establishment of the Worble Warehouse, which is currently under construction. Or, more like destruction…
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“In wildness is the preservation of the world” declared Henry David Thoreau. It is not in the order of cities or suburbia. Real life comes from contact with the wildness of frontier. Our state of Vermont, once 80% farmland, now 80% forest, is frontier again. The coyote has come to these woods from the west. The Catamount now stalks through our ranges like a whisper. And in the Northeast Kingdom of Vermont, the howls are heavier, longer, and there is rumor of wolves. Wildness lies thick here. Here in this state, Thoreau would undoubtedly agree, is the preservation of the world.
Barnside is a plywood roller coaster that weaves through the beams and rafters of a massive barn located in the middle of nowhere, Kansas—owned and operated by the bearded boss-man Joel and his radical wife Amy. This rustic theme park was a must-stop!
Missouri. Stomping grounds of such literary rapscallions as Tom Sawyer and Huck Finn. While passing through the Twain state we came across the likes of the wild Rick Rossi. This kid is a source of stoke and he always brings the rad out in those around him. Thanks for the good times Rick!
A quick stop in Thrashville, Tennessee.
Rough cement and rusty kinks. Gettin’ gritty in ol’ Virginny.
After a long day driving from Baltimore to Appomattox, Virginia, our cousin-in-law, Noah, insisted we session his garage even though we didn’t roll in until midnight. His super mellow mini-ramp and this pressure sensitive light-up box thing that his hardcore band uses gave us some late-night regalement before hittin’ the hay.