I was going thru some folders from Raban and I’s mini trip to Salt Lake City a month ago and I thought I’d throw some of the better ones up on the blog here. Roll wit us…
Tate’s riding is like a giant game of mousetrap. Them boys up to no good.
Raban playing with this wallride to and flirting with grind possibilities.
The crew waiting out the storm of doom at a pool somewhere in the mountains.
How to film like a G. Kids, throw away that stupid glide cam…
All White Bricks.
All photos by this gal. I guess it would be a lot weirder if she grew up at Woodward and couldn’t ollie. Thanks for the snaps Marg!
