Curley Photo Blog: Biriloche, Argentina

The first Posting!!!!
I made a last minute trip down to Argentina. We literally bought our tickets and left about 14 hours later. Starr had been down there before and had the situation on lock down. It being my first time, I was anxious to find out what it was all about.

I left Portland a couple days prior to our departure not expecting to even go really. I mean I had all my gear just in case but my plan was to make it down to San Diego by ASR and then figure out Argentina from there.

I got to Mammoth just in time to see to catch the Valdur/Lightning Swords of Death Show. Which was rad. And the next day Starr gave me a call saying there was a grip job in LA for me.

Back in the auto and heading to the city of LA.

That streak of light is me. Making record time my friends.

The beautiful high desert

What a you know, I'm on a plane already. That's how fast it happened. I got to LA, we did our job for 2 days. Made a quick G that went straight towards a flight Starr talked me into. And here we are less than 24 hours from strappin in suckas.

We pretty much took over this plane. I've never experienced anything like it. They gave us these 2 seats that were in there own little section, right by all the booze and were the stewys sit. We made friends with a couple of them and they hooked us up free Jack the entire flight. I'm now a dedicated American Airlines customer

Starr's in the closet

We finally made it to Buenos Aires.

Only to jump on another plane to Bariloche.
This is the first of many Quilmes. I don't think we stopped drinkin this shit until we got back to the states.

Buenos to Bariloche!!

Freestyle Driver numero uno

We got this!!
After getting to Bariloche, we hit up Starr's homie, Fran. He is the man around these parts.
Franie hooked it up. There was a rental car there within about 15 minutes and for less than half the price everyone else wanted.

Thats one badass Fiat bitches. Look at that thing. We were rollin heavy through the streets of Bariloche.

Until my pal Starr here turned into Jason Bourne and blew out the front tires. I cant say I didn't have anything to do with it but his foot was on the gas. A little too much to drink the first night. That put us in check though, it ended up costing 400 bucks.

This is our hostel were Starr hooked up another little deal. They weren't even gonna give us a room and all of a sudden this chick rolls down and remembers Starr. 5 minutes later we had the best room for a cheaper rate. Comin through in the clutch

The hostel bar were we spent most of our time, drinking Quilmes and eating empanadas. Shortly after this, we had our car window broken by someone. They must have gotten scared because nothing was missing and we had everything in the god damn car. My camera bag was seriously 6 inches away from the window. Starr's brand new mac book pro, all the snow gear. We got lucky. Pullin super tourist moves like that, we almost deserved it.

Yeah Fran!

It actually did snow and then it rained. The rest of the time. Getting warmer by the day. We basically got there right at the end of there good snow cycles. It warmed up quite a bit and we had to make the best of it. Cerro Cathedral was a fun mtn just to go ride. So many good hips and cat track ollies. For me, I was happy just to snowboard in the summer.

A couple a Ausy mates hitchin a ride. Sittin all over glass.

The way to Cerro Cathedral.

We barely shot any photos. I end up shooting so much on every other trip, it was kind of a nice break to not have the midget on my back the entire time. Although this evening we decided to. This guy is a street photographer, trying to take and sell photos to tourist, walking around bariloche. He was not to in to me taking this picture. Later that night he tryed to fight me for it, outside this club. Old drunk fucker. He came running at me, talking all kinds of shit.