Rip Ride Rager, LC Style

When you’re in Lincoln City, expect to go big. Drink 10 beers and then drop in on a 12 foot concrete bowl? Sure! Fall asleep next to a bonfire on the beach and wake up early morning having burrowed your own hole in the sand to stay warm? Duh. Meet some cougars and drink all the alcohol at their husband’s mansion with a guy named Captain Booyah? Just another Tuesday in LC. 

Lessons Learned at WOFX

Wheels of Fortune is a fucking juggernaut. I started going to this event 10 years ago, when it was a small gathering. Just the homies basically; a great excuse to get together, shred, see old friends and test your fate in Seattle’s fucked up traffic.