Our trip to Boardstock started at the Mikker's house in Tahoe, where we were filming for Boardumb. The whole time we were there racing go-carts and pissing off the old guy across the street, Mikker was talking up Boardstock. So we left Cobe's house for the four-hour drive to Shasta. Since we all have A.D.D., the drive sucked. I think we played every possible car game there is, plus a new one Rookie made up. It didn't have a name but it was definitely the adult version. We finally got there around midnight, put Cobe's Tige in the water, and bam - girls started walking up to us. Well, not us, Mikker. (Note to self: One day I hope to be as cool as Cobe.) Other than that, there were several fights which were cool, and I was hanging with Cory Lake (a.k.a. "Mr. C"), who is huge, so I wasn't scared. The coolest brawl was at the Silverthorn, where Byerly whooped some serious arse after Chris McCluggage got cheap-shotted. The guy-to-girl ratio wasn't very good, so if you're female, show up next year. If Madeline is reading this, you should really think about talking to pro Australian wakeboarders named Mark MacNamara. Well, that's about it; Boardstock was just like Chase's girlfriend for the weekend - kind of cool, but kind of retarded.