“How does it feel Chas to win one bizzillion dollars in a year?”

Words by Tawnya Schultz/ Pics by Binky

First off I must apologize for slacking and not having a post up sooner. I know; it’s not like me or us at all. Here’s the thing. Something so random happened this weekend at the West Coast Invitational after party while Talib Kweli was performing on stage. While Pancho was holding my camera and showing me a “memory card full” message since we had taken more than 100 photos that night some crazy guy jumped on stage attempting to stage dive. Well literally within a split second security grabbed the dude and bro went flying off the stage landing directly on Pancho who’s like half this guy’s size. Anyway Pancho somehow survived but my camera did not. It went flying as well vanishing within seconds. So I’m putting the word out. Someone has my Canon digi cam with tons of rail jam and Talib Kweli party photos. We pulled some pics together for ya though, courtesy of Binky, and here’s a brief rundown of what went down at this year’s W.C.I. in Mammoth Lakes, CA.

Chris Grenier mobbin’ it before he got hurt.

One name, Chas Guldemond, says it all. This boy is frickin’ on fire winning or at least highly placing in pretty much every big name and no name comp this season. Chas’ determination is what ultimately continues to earn him wins and in this case a minor 20 G’s in less than 48 hours. Although Chas is not the most technical of riders his drive to simply “go” twice as hard as any other makes him an obvious standout; not to mention he thinks outside the box often attempting tricks others simply don’t. So give DC and Rockstar poster boy, Mr. Guldemond, a round of applause, thumbs up, or booty shake for annihilating both the pipe and rail events.

I see you D. Kass.

Tara Dakides, Jamie Anderson and Ju.

Pancho and his ganster self.

Bar shot.

Cornell and Binky.

Drunk boys.

Volcom’s Sean Slater and myself. Reunited.

What’s really going on?

The view from our suite at the Westin.

The W.C.I. format is kind of a free for all but in a good way with no real regulations which is why it’s been such a popular event. The contestants themselves vote for the winners which seemingly relives some pressure and makes the win that much more meaningful. Of our crew only Gary made it to the pipe event on Friday but we were all there for the party Friday night at the one of only two bars in Mammoth, Laka Nuki. Ms. Jamie Anderson was in rare form cheersing to her pipe win that day and pinballing through the crowd. A bunch of the homies were in town- Eric Jackson, Danny Kass, Scotty Lago, Kevin Pierce, Molly Aguirre, M.F.M., Darrell Mathes, Tara Dakides, JJ Thomas, Louie Vito, the list goes on and on.

Darrell Mathes is still on point.

Greg Bretz from the back.

Random weird people with an even stranger sign.

Goon town figuring his life out.

Nico Cioffi and Lucas Magoon. See everyone is friends here.

MYG in da mix.

Chas spotting the landing and the box of money.

Goon’s day job.

Hey DJ. That’s my DJ.

For the most part the weekend was sweet. Our spot at the new Westin above the village was awesome; the suite itself, the food (and mojitos) at the restaurant, not to mention the staff was ridiculously nice. They even brought a Heavenly dog bed for Gary’s little ones. So stay there and check it out next time you make it to the area. The mountain was also super duper fun. We were all stoked on the day and the park was precisely on point as usual. I’m not sure about the Mammoth wannabe locals anymore though. I used to thoroughly enjoy Mammoth when I was a visitor but man have things changed. Now everyone is on this “I live here, this is my town” kick. It’s lame to say the least and screw those of you who I’m talking about. Stop claiming Mammoth is your town and being lame assholes. Oh yeah and especially screw that beezy who threw her drink on Janae, K Deezy, and I. You suck.

Vans TM D-tale.

Kyle Lopicillo used to be such a nice boy.

The Mammoth crew who made it all happen.

Step Child, Scotty Vine.

The crowd, crowded.

Norway pro DC rider Torstein Horgmo.

Nike kid Trevor Jacob.

Joey Sexton sweet 16. Or maybe 21?

Now back to the event. The rail jam kicked off around 8 p.m. Saturday. Peeps congregated to the village to catch a glimpse of the pro rail shreds live and in color while most of us media personal kicked it at the 32 party in a suite overlooking the trick fest. Times were tough yes indeed. We also celebrated Joey Sexton’s 21st bday complete with two cakes and a food fight. After Chas took the win the masses headed up hill to Canyon Lodge on a dark gondola ride to party with Talib Kweli. Shit was sick…besides the camera incident of course. But we drank a lot and that was all that mattered at the time. We even found it in our exhausting lives to hit up the after party at Sushi Rei with DJ M.F.M. in the mix. See ya next year Mammoth; if you’re lucky.

Binky labeled this pic Motor Boat.

S-C-O, Mathes, and Redness.

Binks, Traci Hartless, and Chief.

Put yo hands up.

Dana Starr and Jeremy.

Things got fuzzy here. E-Jack, myself, and K-Deezy.

Forum crew.

All love. Gary and Juju.

Silent Greg and his lady.

Babes, Maddie and Danielle.

That’s right.

It’s dance time.

Jamie “still underage but always in the club” Anderson.

Straight outta P-town, Kable Roc.

Snow Rev’s John Centi.

Kevin Pierce and Scotty Lago.

Talib Kweli on the mic.

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K Deezy reppin’ 9Grand.

MFM at Sushi Rei.

Kaleigh and The Aguirre sis.

Oren and Jeremy.

Red Bull Girls.

Volcom’s Sticky hiding out from security.

Another Kweli moment.

Stunnas.

“It’s hard being this good looking” As Gary would say.

Tom Ryen and Cody Rosenthal aka Everywhere.

Traci Hartless and Paula.

Travis Robison.

Wyatt Caldwell and Scotty Arnold.