JulianBleecker:
Arriving in Chicago. I hope.
JulianBleecker:
The line for the ordering.
JulianBleecker:
Chicago at like..5 in the morning.
JulianBleecker:
The airport. Florida. It's early. I've just red-eyed from shooting all day in San Diego. I'm sort zombie-y. And there's a huge dude walking around out there.
JulianBleecker:
Kona. Old school. Big terrain and lots of concrete from across the generations. Rough gravel to sorta smooth.
JulianBleecker:
Early practice
JulianBleecker:
The groms
JulianBleecker:
Nora
JulianBleecker:
Matt assessing
JulianBleecker:
The thumbs up.
JulianBleecker:
The medal thing.
JulianBleecker:
Masters looking on.
JulianBleecker:
The crew.
JulianBleecker:
Zsarnay posse
JulianBleecker:
Daniel! Legit Pro. First from Dominican Republic.
JulianBleecker:
The war story. Chris goring up the war story about the tendon he just accidentally sawed through. Eech..Good guy.
JulianBleecker:
Nora
JulianBleecker:
Lizzie
JulianBleecker:
Well..finally decided that it'd be easier to take photos of photographerslooongggarmssss not using viewfinders seeing as they end up in their own shots anywaaaaayyyyy..I Am rueingthedaygodinventedthefisheeeyyyyeeeeleeenssss.
JulianBleecker:
The photographerraaashottttguuuunnnnnfrrroooommmthehiipppviewfindersareforpeoplewhouseseatbelts..ggggggrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
JulianBleecker:
Bones boys
JulianBleecker:
The front smith
JulianBleecker:
The boneless
JulianBleecker:
The holding breath.
JulianBleecker:
The photographer..err..video guy..err..um..the guy not sure what he wants to be.
JulianBleecker:
The working it out. Photographers using their viewfinders.
JulianBleecker:
Even if you shoot fish-y it's okay to compose a bit. Or, maybe I'm being old-fashioned.
JulianBleecker:
More air.
JulianBleecker:
It'll end up okay.
JulianBleecker:
Classic. Sky Siljeg. Hellzalongboardsliiiideee.
