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All of the pictures in my photos section that do not have me in them were photographed by me, so please stop asking.
I break many bones, tear ligaments, and get concussions, usually by skiing, heights, a combination of the two, or doing something else crazy and fun. Oops.
I've lived in ten thousand million places over the last few years including:
Alaska (born & raised)
Newport, Oregon
Mt. Hood, Oregon (GVCP WHAT!)
Vancouver, British Columbia
Nelson, BC
Banff, Alberta
Red Deer, Alberta
Lake Tahoe, California
Washington
All over eastern British Columbia
Currently in Portland, Oregon.
My life is engulfed by spending time outdoors, learning, and athletics.
Television and the radio should spontaniously combust.
My little sister is awesome! We're polar opposites in so many ways, and you wouldn't begin to believe the things we've been through together. I love you, Little Shit!
Sharks kick ass, and Mother Nature, my dogs, my skis, the mountains, and my family (blood and extended) are my best friends. Do not fuck with any of them.
When it comes to skiing, nothing could better describe me than this:
What separated Justin's surfing experience from most was that he was into isolation. He didn't like sharing waves, line-ups, roof racks, rides to the beach. He didn't even like sharing sand, and this had less to do with selfishness than it did the fact that for him, surfing was about communion with nature, not his fellow man. He was a purist. He felt that surfing was trapped by the very conventions it initially sought to escape - conformity, capitalism, competitiveness - and that most of surfers had missed the point altogether. "When I paddle out, it's 'cause I want to enjoy the ocean - its peace, its serenity... and not to have it poisoned by some guy bobbing about in the line-up next to me," he used to say.
"We Approach Our Martinis With Such High Expectations"
-Jamie Brisick
