TOURS ON: June 2011

About a week and a half ago I fell while skating and fractured my left elbow. It sucked, but I am very experienced in breaking bones as this is officially my 5th broken bone. I was lucky because it was a minor break and I haven't even been required to wear a cast... The decision was made to return to Carmel to hang out with friends who were here for the summer, the highlight of that being this past weekend...

Last year a few of my friends went to a music festival deep in Big sur called Nacarubi, they said it was amazing so I decided to give it a try this year, and seeing as though I couldn't surf anyways it seemed like the perfect opportunity. We set out from Carmel on Friday evening; Myself, Victoria, Amanda, and Sara packed to the brim with sleeping bags, tent, food, alcohol, and an ipod full of amazing music. The drive down the coast as the sun was setting was filled with laughter and car dancing; spirits were high getting higher. After driving 60 miles down the curvy scenic Big Sur Coast, we cut inland up a steep paved road for a half hour, which gave way to a sketchy dirt road. We found our way down the pothole laden road guided only by signs reading "NOT THIS WAY" and "ROAD CLOSED". If I didn't know better I would've thought I was in a horror movie. When we finally reached our destination we were greeted at the gate by a brunette hippie goddess and ushered to our camping destination alongside my other good friends from Monterey. We immediately began to sip vodka followed by Amanda's amazingly fresh Cherry Juice, found our friends, set up camp, and danced to amazing music until three in the morning.

The next day consisted of napping under trees, listening to my favorite band I've ever seen live, eating insane breakfast burritos, and sipping beer while floating on the lake(conveniently located right behind the stage) all day. By the time nightfall came we were more than ready to resume dancing, and we did it all over again until four in the morning....... AM: We awoke to the beaming sun once again, took a final dip in the lake, packed up the tent, and began our ascent to descent along the sketchy dirt road. The road began by spiraling up a ridge deep in the big sur mountains, and once atop, we were able to see for miles, green cliffs gave way to even greener hillsides as we descended down to the pacific. It was one of the most beautiful views I have ever seen and made the music festival feel as if it were a straight up fairy tale, overall a pretty insane weekend, definitely going to be attending every year from now on.

Now its back down to San Clemente tomorrow and then off to El Salvador for a WQS contest on July 5th, hopefully the elbow will be ready by then!

Dane