It would seem that some of us have been farming more than others recently. Last year it was the GnarlyWeddings, this year it’s GnarlyBabies. But, I hear you ask, you say babies, the plural? So who’s getting in first?
No, it’s not myself and SJ, it’s not Jarmarl (although to be honest, who knows!), is it the Colonel? Close. Ah, the dark horse, Monsieur Gasole, step forward! Sorry Mr and Mrs King, but looks like he’s beaten you to it, yours shall win the consolation prize – a brand new pair of blades.
Henceforth, forthwith upon this momentous time, I have added a GnarlyBaby countdown up there on the homepage. Bit of a change from the old “days until next trip” timer we had back in the early years I admit.
Great news all round, here’s to many years of powder ahead for a new generation of GnarlyBoarders.
Keep Farming it right out.
Uncle Sloth