Superpark (re-visited!?)

Yes yes, it's has became that time we all knew was coming. Time-travel. Not literally, but we're all out of snow here in Michigan and due to our late start in the blogging world of the interweb, to keep the stoke up, you'll be noticing blogs from past winter trips. Top Drawer!

So this particular adventure goes by the name of Superpark and is a pretty big deal for a lot of us in the Midwest. Not only does Marquette Mountain set up a rad park, but it's nearly spring riding and all the homies are back together.



My car at Wonfor's house prior to departure.




Let me introduce, Billy Hoffman


"Aren't these colors just breathtaking?"

After around 3 and a half hours of driving we met up with our friend Billy. He was a trooper for the remainder of the 7-hour drive through the baran tundra of two-lane highways that are the Upper Peninsula. Not too mention record-holder for most pasty stops known to man.

So after a quality night of sleep at the Travelodge, we hit Marquette the next morning. Friday was not an ordinary day, it was Cam's birthday. So naturally we went birthday snowboarding in our birthday gear on the birthday snow......right?


Birthday Park!

Thanks to the hospitality of our friend Mike Forester, everyone had a place to hang out apres' ski and get loose at. Word!


Birthday Moustache!

Saturday was perfect. Everyone was hyped and getting down with their goggle tans, not too mention sessioning this super random feature known as the ice monster. We met up with some Minnesota boys, Jordan Michilot and Ricky Tucker and got some film time in.


Ice Monster!


Jordan!


Tommy!

After everyone got done with the shred, the night yet again ended up at Forester's.













That next morning we all said our goodbyes and pointed it back to the homestead. Sorry kids, but tear-jerkers......yeah they happen, and when they do, you cry like Jamie Lynn Spears at Planned Parenthood. Get ready.

Oh yeah, I almost forgot.



Until next timoustache!


erik.