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methods: discharge printing

2011-12-05T14:03:00.000-08:00

Last year we opened up green light Ink screen printing and moved the international teamscum production/distribution facility from a 250 sq ft "shed" to a fully functional (and spacious) print shop. This gave us some room to experiment a little - this is a short montage hilighting the discharged boof hoodies we just printed up ->

Discharge ink removes pigment from the garment similar to 'bleaching' - as opposed to smearing a thick layer of plastic on top on the fabric. This leaves a completely permeable/breathable print, although to get this to work you gotta do a little alchemy. Weigh out the ink, add 10% discharge agent, throw in a little pigment, mix thoroughly and let sit for about 30 minutes

PRINT

At first the ink just looks like a wet spot. Then as it moves through the dryer it slowly starts to reveal itself.

For the process to work its gotta go through a pizza oven type dryer with forced air for 3 minutes.

Then you get this cool effect - notice how you can see the garment fibers through the ink -

You can pick these up online right now at www.teamscum.com

PS. HOLIDAZE BLOWOUT $ALE - - > > Thurs Dec 8th

brian says it's worth every step

2011-11-01T15:54:00.000-07:00

big creek that is. 60 minutes from asheville, easy hike, pristine water quality, one car shuttle, and more rapids then you can name what's not to like about that? It ran a couple few times over the summer and im pretty sure i made it out to waterville each time. Seems like i usually run this thing when its near freezing with overcast skies so it was a real treat to catch it without the miserable conditions. I even had a chance to hike down into the headwaters from the AT over the summer that was super cool! Anyway check out a couple shots.

Before it becomes Big Creeksee yall at the green race

arlyn-

CANDY+SATAN=AWESOME

2011-10-25T12:23:00.000-07:00

There is no better excuse to overuse free Photoshop splatter brushes than Halloween - And there is no better way to kick off an extended Halloween weekend than to attend RESONANCE OF THE UNDERWORLD THURS OCT 27 at BLEND GALLERY/HOOKAH LOUNGE

TERRENCE YOUNG->

ALLEN ROCKHOUSE->

YON->

In other related news, as an homage to the late great horror punk group, we have some new teamscum/misfits inspired stickers, for free as always - >

You can pick these up Thurs night at Blend or send an SASE to:

teamscum
172 highlands sq dr #127
hendersonville, nc 28792
usa, planet earth

And we will leave with this vintage misfits footage to get you fired up for the upcoming weekend -

Teur de'fun, dos mil once, muy bueno

2011-10-14T12:51:00.000-07:00

With some time to kill after a rafting season and before an unknown winter, Mike "Turbo" Goglin, Mamoth's own Sean Turner and myself embarked upon a world class adventure scouring the northwest for anything even remotely like fun. Armed with some digital technology we were even able to capture some fun to share with the world.

Three men, a black dog named Malcolm X-magnet Steamer, a minivan, three kayaks, one raft, and two skateboards; our first stop coming out of Ashland, the upper Klamath.

From there we ventured south to run the Pit river, a section that has been damned for quite awhile and is beginning to have scheduled annual releases. There we found miles of class III-IV creeky whitewater, with one big fun drop in the middle.

Our next stop, the north Cali coast to visit Cap'n Bob and check the surf. On the way, we tried to hop on a section of the Trinity but were skunked on hitching our shuttle. On the positive side, I did almost witness a domestic dispute in a small trailer park while trying to hitch.

In Crescent City we found the Cap'n in good spirits and ready to roll. Mission 1, catch, kill, and eat the hell outa some crabs. Not a bad way to go. Day two, we set sail upon a short section of the Smith river, rafting and fishing for Salmon, as we'd heard they'd just began to run. Due to the previous nights rainfall, rivers were up, and salmon were down. Skunked again.

With great 6-8 foot waves crashing constantly less than a mile from Cap'n Bob's, we were guaranteed not to get skunked on the surf. We found two days of great waves and blue skies, ate some of Bob's famous clam chowder, and finished the loop back to Ashland through some of the world largest redwoods.

Next stop, 4 day raft/fish trip on the Rogue, and then, maybe, begin the search for winter employment.

nick

HG7 RESULTS

2011-08-29T04:56:00.000-07:00

Well we had another wild party at CWO this year to celebrate The 7th Annual Homegrown Amateur Photo/Video Contest. Thanks to everyone who participated and thanks to everyone who showed up a took shots of jager. Here are the winners from this year, congrats. . . .

ACTION PHOTOS

1st Place // Melissa Hall

2nd Place // Nick Gottlieb

3rd Place // Ashley Keigan

Honorable Mention // Bill Clipper

Honorable Mention // Amanda Gladys

ARTSY FARTSY PHOTOS

1st Place // Lauren Farrell

2nd Place // John Abercrombie

3rd Place // Katie Cahn

Honorable Mention // Becky Huncilman

Honorable Mention // Brynn Burton

CARNAGE VIDEO

1st Place // Ben Perrin/Warren Williams

2nd Place // Sam Voight

GENERAL VIDEO

1st Place // Craig Parks

2nd Place // Russell Hart

3rd Place // OJ

Honorable Mention // Zach Fraysier

Honorable Mention // Don Kinser/Milt Aitkin

Honorable Mention // Luke Scott

Honorable Mention // Will Oliver

COUNTDOWN TO HG7 ENTRY DEADLINE + FAQ

2011-08-15T03:47:00.000-07:00

So. . . entries for The 7th Annual Homegrown Amateur Photo/Video Contest are due in exactly 1 week. Hopefully you are putting the final touches on your 1st Place winning photo and/or video cause the clock is ticking, literally.

-> countdown to entry deadline <-

This year we have a ridiculous amount of Grade A prizes to give away thanks to the generous donations from a long list of empathetic sponsors. So, if you are not familiar, here are a couple of Frequently Asked Questions regarding the contest.

How do I know if I am an amateur?

If you regularly get paid as a photographer/videographer/boater of some sort you are not an amateur. If you have average or broke ass equipment and cannot afford to purchase the rights to the music you used in your video, then you are an amateur.

Can I submit more than one entry?

Absolutely - you can submit up to 3 entries per person per category, so technically you could submit 12 entries total, although that would be a little over the top, right?

Do I have to be present to win?

Nope. We will ship your prizes to your doorstep.

Whats the deal with the entry fee?

The entry fee helps us to cover some of the costs associated with throwing this thing plus this gets you an event Tshirt.

What time does the show start?

We have to wait for it to get dark for the projector to work, so the show starts a little after dark thirty. Though folks usually congregate to start getting liquored up around 5 or 6 pm. Its a good idea to come early to sign in, pick up your event Tshirt, do some shopping, and win some door prizes.

Can I bring my kids?

This event is PG-13 until dark. After dark your on your own. Expect drinking, cussing, mildly inappropriate behavior, and hopefully some nudity. So, whether or not you want to subject your children to that is entirely up to you.

Who evaluates the entries and picks the winnners?

The entries are evaluated by a panel of 3 unbiased judges. Working through all the entries is a long, hard, tedious job requiring a lot of patience. Stay tuned for more info on this later

Should I bring anything with me to the show?

Its a good idea to bring camp chairs and rain gear.

Ok, that should cover it. If you have any questions not covered here shoot us an email at 3scumbags@teamscum.com and thanks in advance, this thing doesn't work without YOUR participation.

Prizes generously donated by . . .

Osprey, MSR, Astral, Chattooga Whitewater Outfitters, Shred Ready, Outdoor Research, Platypus, Seal Line, GoPro, Smartwool, Pyranha, Immersion Research, Aquabound Paddles, Thermarest, Gear Aid, prAna, Lunatic Apparel, NRS, The River Gypsies, Robinson Ex-Files, PotHole Paddles, Rapid Transit Video, Cottonmouth Nose Plugs, Mountain Hardwear, Stonyboater PaddleWax, SolGear, Urban Currents, Endless River Adventures, and of course teamscum

iGave // NICK PABST HOMEGROWN FUND 2011

2011-08-05T06:14:00.001-07:00

Hosting The 7th Annual Homegrown Amateur Photo/Video Contest is a hard job. Since the introduction of Jagermeister to the awards ceremony it has been nearly impossible to actually complete the task without the entire show falling to pieces. So this year we are implementing a new strategy ->> NICK + DANIEL co-host/tagteam the show. The only problem is Nick is a broke ass raft guide currently residing under a 2ox20 tarp on the banks of the Payette River in Idaho. He needs your help to get home.

Help us raise money to buy Nick a plane ticket so he can come home and MC The 7th Annual Homegrown Amateur Photo/Video Contest. Navigate to teamscum.com and donate a little cash towards the NPHG FUND 2011.

All donations get a sticker ->

Donations of $20 or more get a Tshirt ->

NICK NEEDS YOUR HELP -> PLEASE DONATE TODAY -- > > >

charley bartlett and his scummy ass subaru

2011-07-12T10:39:00.000-07:00

when recently asked about the astonishing amount of empty beer cans, cigarette butts, wet smelly gear and general junk brewing in his subaru. charley proclaimed, "I'm an environmentalist". It makes me wonder what the hell they are teaching me in my quest for an environmental studies degree, maybe i should just take some lessons from him. I recently caught up charlie while surfing the junk pile on the way to gallimore road, figured i would snap a few shots. he might have a smelly ass subaru and drink beer faster then some of the most well known green river champs, but when he's in the ring with gorilla hes going big every time.

summa time and the livin's eazy!

arlyn-

BLAST FROM THE HOMEGROWN PAST

2011-07-04T16:59:00.000-07:00

In anticipation of The 7th Annual Homegrown Photo/Video Contest we are presenting BLAST FROM THE HOMEGROWN PAST. Four Saturday nights in July we'll be revisiting selected homegrown photos and videos from the last 6 years and blasting them up on the big screen for your viewing pleasure.

SAT JULY 9 // HENDERSONVILLE, NC // GREEN LIGHT INK

SAT JULY 16 // LONG CREEK, SC // HUMBLE PIE

SAT JULY 23 // WESSER, NC // ENDLESS RIVER ADVENTURES

SAT JULY 30 // OCOEE RIVER, TN // TO BE DETERMINED

things seem smaller

2011-06-21T07:34:00.000-07:00

If your heading to Idaho for peak spring flows with a crew composed of post-injury/recently recovered and severely out of practice paddlers, dont expect to go big cause that shits scary and you probably wanna be feeling frisky for that. However, you can expect to have a kick ass time. Traveling light armed only with an iphone and some borrowed kayaks, highlights (w/notable quotes) included:

- Paddling an often overlooked section of the South Fork Payette - spicy take-out rapid terminating in steamy hot springs with Captain Bob at the helm -> "Should we scout? Nope? OK, Bobs going? Whered he go?"

- Sleeping on a tarp in a cave on the owyhee while transitioning into the first days of summer -> Day 1: drysuit, cold breeze, Day 2: shorts + flip flops + too many hot cans of PBR = sunburn and a big smile -> "Beer me."

- A rowdy night in Boise partying with The Black Lips and The Banks Mag crew at Neurolux -> "Did you see the crowd attacking security at the show? Who threw that beer? Oh shit there are beers flying everywhere!"

Now back in WNC the summer is in full swing and things here seems smaller. . ."is the green running?" Hope you have been taking photos and video cause The 7th Annual HOMEGROWN Photo/Video Contest is scheduled for Sat Aug 27 ->> details coming real real soon -

three rivers in three states in four days

2011-06-02T17:18:00.001-07:00

memorial day is usually a mandatory work day for myself but not this year. Instead of being sidelined in the back of a raft on memorial day weekend i was able to sample some flow in the states of north carolina, west virgina, and maryland. Friday i splashed my face on the green river narrows, saturday i rode roller coaster waves on the new river, then sunday and monday i traversed currents on the upper youghiogheny river in maryland! Flows were ideal. this shit made me feel alive! Here it is as i saw it.

the new was at 8ft!
myself smoothing the line at national
photo: jackie selevan

nick pabst is back, bitches . . .

2011-05-29T11:47:00.000-07:00

Currently, I'm layed up under my 40 x 12 tarp with a busted back from paddling 150 miles in three days on the middle fork of the salmon river, but in a couple of days I'll be back on top, working for Cascade Raft outa Banks Idaho, home of the notorious Banks Mag and the constantly frightening North Fork of the Payette. No photos this time, as my camera is buried along the depths of six-mile creek in southern AK, but I'll fix that soon enough.
From my summer home, i.e., the farm (i.e. my tarp), I can catch a glimpse of otter slide rapid, a beastly warmup rapid of the north fork. A few miles downstream and we come to the confluence of the north and south forks, creating the main payette. Looks like its gonna be a good season, as there's 120% snow-pack and plenty of spring rain.

teamscum x the chattooga conservancy

2011-05-29T10:19:00.000-07:00

As part of our SUPPORT SOUL program we are stoked to be donating 10% of sales from the 2011 'support soulful kayaking' T towards The Chattooga Conservancy's Stekoa Creek City Park and Stream Buffer Restoration Project.

Available in 2 mens/womens colourways, the 2011 SSK Tshirt is printed using non-toxic waterbased inks on a %100 organic cotton Tshirt with a seasonally dated neck label. You can pick one of these up for $25 at our online shop .

feelin' the flow

2011-03-30T15:10:00.000-07:00

march has provided some fantastic flow in the southeast. I managed to get twenty days on the water this month alone, not half bad for a kid without a car. Check out some pictures of our recent trip to Overflow. I'm sticking around the southeast this summer and I'm fired up about it!

mark miller droppin' singley's

jonathan dale doin his thing at marginal

see you on the river this summer.

arlyn-

seasonal affective disorder

2011-03-10T20:12:00.001-08:00

Work slowed down mid-February and it was time to move on.

So with hundreds of pesos we took the overnight bus to Buenos Aires to indulge our last few days in Argentina. We spent one day at the US Embassy (Note here: when traveling, make a photocopy of your passport.) and the rest of the week was spent on seafood empanadas, wine, and the tango. Buenos Aires is a dazzling city with countless corridors of street musicians and dancers. It is one of the largest cities on earth with nearly 13 million people (that’s almost twice the size of NYC).

We bused back to Potrerillos and spent our final afternoon closing down the cabana and finding a new sucker to feed the Huevo and Remo. We flew out of Mendoza on the 27^th of February and landed in Atlanta the following afternoon.

We had arrived in Argentina as spring gave way to summer and left as summer was fading into fall. I was four days in Georgia as the first Bradford pears christened the Spring and then we were off again, this time to ride the final snowfalls of winter in Colorado.

It was dark and rainy when we left Atlanta and it didn’t clear up till after Little Rock. There was 900 miles on I40 and the intergalactic adventures of the lawless desert planet Dune before we reached the foothills of the Rockies. As we passed through Santa Fe the first traces of snow littered the highway and there were snow flurries on the road ahead. By the time we entered Colorado the storm was in full effect and didn’t let up our first three days in Pagosa. Nick and I started working in time for the spring break madness at Wolf Creek, and are shredding the gnar on our days off. No plans to head back east any time soon.

pasaportes, patagonia y perdidas

2011-02-09T13:47:00.000-08:00

The water's high and work is rocking. Nick is kayaking everyday and I have a full time gig waiting tables and serving drinks at the riverside restaurant. It's been busy on Los Condores Ave with wayward travelers passing through-- Joe Numbers and Shannon both stayed a week, my brother was here for two, and there's an Irishman camped out back we can't get rid of. And we have another dog. Remolina Andina (Remo for short) showed up one morning with the Huevo and decided to stay.

My brother came down for the first two weeks of January. It was a two day trip from Homer, Alaska with a bit of bad water in Mexico and lost baggage in LA. After a weekend in town Tony and I took off for Patagonia on an overnight bus trip from Mendoza to Bariloche. We arrived without a plan, bought a map and supplies, and camped around nightfall well within Nahuel Huapi National Parque.

We spent the week backpacking a circuit of Refugios-- one room huts at backcountry camp sites that sell sandwiches and cerveza. Around day three we waited out a bout of cold rain and patagonian wind to attempt a secondary route of ridgelines and scrambling deemed impossible without good weather. The next morning was blue skies and sunshine. It was a full day of backpack bouldering, snowfield descents, and waterfall crossings. We traversed a pristine mountain valley and finished the day with a brutal climb to the shores of a high alpine lake. Johnny Walker was waiting for us up top.

We came out of the woods to more rain and full hostels in Bariloche so we headed north for Aconcagua. Note here-- if you want to spend a few days backpacking the tallest mountain in the Americas and aren´t Argentine be ready to shell out some cash. It was about $100 US dollars for a three day permit, $250 for a week and $1,000 for a shot at ascent. So it is expensive but damn purdy. The trail to basecamp is a straight shot into the mountain alongside a glacial creek and red rock walls.

After a few hours of hiking we arrived at Confluencia-- an international array of colored tents and mountaineers preparing for ascent. When I reached into my pack for our permit I realized my dry bag was gone. I felt my stomach drop- it was not only all of my cash and my passport, it was my brother's passport as well. I stashed my pack and ran back to the park entrance, searching the trail until dark. It was a horrible night- the unusually still mountain air amplified the sleepless silence between us. We broke camp early to retrace our steps and again found nothing.

So rather than backpacking the park Tony took a crosscountry bus trip to the U.S. Embassy in Buenos Aires while I returned to work. It was a three day binge of roadtripping and beer, and then Tony was back in Potre for a full moon rafting trip and all night river party. The next morning he headed back to darkness and cold and Alaska winter.

As for me, I am still passport-free and broke and happy with summer. C'est la vie.

Fajardo to La Parguera: Puerto Rico on the cheap

2011-01-16T06:18:00.000-08:00

Aguadilla soul surfers

The same low pressure system that closed the ATL airport hours after our plane hit the skies proceeded to bombard the coast of Puerto Rico with decent/good surf for the first 10 days of our adventure. While we would rather have seen blue skies and calm, green Caribbean waters, it was nice to witness a fever comparable to 6" of rainfall in WNC. The surfers were going nuts. As part of the cultural detoxification process, we soaked in some ocean vibes and acclimatized to 3 weeks of living out of a Suzuki Aero.

First off, Puerto Rico is not third-world, monopoly money cheap. Prices are comparable to mainland US and some things are more expensive. If you're on a scumbag budget there are a couple of key tips for the essentials :

FOOD

- RESTAURANTS: stay out of sit down restaurants- any restaurant with a waitstaff is generally outside the range of a scumbag budget -

- LOOK FOR HEAT LAMPS: road food and street meat is the way to go, though be wary of any crusty looking fried items filled with hotdogs or seafood -

- PANADERIA: if you don't know this word learn it, and eat at them -

- GET A COOLER: eat groceries, buy fruit from vendors on the road, its cheaper, fresher, and local -

- BEER: warm Medalla from the grocery store is usually about half the price of cold beer from a bar, bag ice is about a buck -

- RUM: have your heard of Puerto Rican rum? yeah, they make it there - and its good and cheap

SHELTER

Hotels will drain your moneybelt faster than you can chug ice cold 10 oz. Medallas on an empty stomach. And the island isn't necessarily 'camping friendly.' This is where you need to be creative. Bring a small tent and be prepared to spend at least a few nights sleeping in your car.

I'm not gonna divulge too many secrets here, but lemme just say that when your illegally poaching some beachfront camping, safety is definitely a concern. Keep your wits about you and carry a big knife.

When your too sunburned to surf anymore, head to the center of the island. Most people think Puerto Rico is all about the beaches, but 40% of the island is covered in mountains and rainforest. We sampled Toro Negro with Acampa and, thanks to early Spanish settlers' scurvy concerns, plucked fresh oranges and grapefruit sagging from the litany of citrus trees scattered throughout the Cordillera Central. You can mindsurf the steep flashfood creeks that drop off both sides of the hills, but whitewater kayaking isn't really a practical endeavor here. However, if you skip every other tour on the island, at least sea kayak into the bioluminescent bay at Fajardo. On a dark night you will feel like you have slipped into a bizarre psychedelic trance as clicking crustaceans and laser beam fish leave you feeling a bit unsure as to the true nature of perceptual reality. It's trippy as hell.

Toro Negro

So we dropped into ATL and hit I-75 literally 1 hour before they closed the interstates and proceeded to cancel thousands of flights, shutting down most of the southeast for a few days, again. Sometimes you need to decompress from vacation mode, so being snowed in ATL was a welcomed extension. Now we're back in WNC and working on teamscum 2011. We've got a few tricks up our sleeve this year, so stay tuned for new Tshirt designs, some ridiculously sick custom headwear, as well as a revamped site and Homegrown 7 preparations. 2011 is gonna rock!

hasta el juevo

2010-12-27T05:09:00.000-08:00

She just showed up one morning, hungry and skittish outside our doorstep. The fridge was empty, save a few onions and an egg. Nick fried up the egg and thus El Juevo she became. She scumbags the pueblo by day and comes home to howl at vegetable trucks and waning moons by night. So now we have a dog in Argentina.

I met David coming back from town, juggling two kilos of potatoes and three bottles of whiskey on a crowded bus. Nick and I had decided to host a Thanksgiving asada, so I went into Lujan to see what traditional foods I could find. Not so much, no turkey, no yams, not even good ketchup. Anyways I was coming home when I wound up sitting with David. It only took a minute to forgo our broken Spanish for some good ole red white and blue American. David was traveling alone after his failed attempt to rekindle a love story. He showed up on her doorstep unannounced after 5 years of silence. It was a luke warm reception followed shortly by the "I'm just not that into you" conversation. Thus he was wandering about with a backpack of river gear and a plan to head somewhere south. David came to the party and stayed awhile.

Our Thanksgiving celebration was whiskey wild. We served freedom fries and a couple of chickens to celebrate the greatness of America and its rich history of distracting folk with food and games while raping and pillaging their lands. Asadas are built on the communist mentality-- no plates for serving individual portions but rather chicken cooked whole and eaten with fingers. But similar to the pitfalls of the socialist agenda it encourages lazier folk to show up just as the chicken is ready and take more than their share. Argentine style, we ate around midnight and partied till dawn.

The first week of December Nick and I visited Aconcagua (that's Mexican for big 'ole mountain). It is the highest peak in the Americas at 22,834 feet, standing a few hundred feet taller than Denali. We spent the day hiking about the edge of the park with an old timer from Potre named Paco and two Slovenians passing through town. The five of us had lunch on long forgotten train tracks paralleling El Cueva, a busy creek carving through rock beds and land bridges atop natural hot springs. We ended our trekking excursion at Puenta del Inca, a popular display of iron colored rocks and bubbling pools, exemplifying the delicate balance of eroding rock formations and centuries of spring thaws.

Work is slow, money's tight, and so passes December. Feliz Navidad, y'all.

--nickiD

On location 12/1/2010

2010-12-23T09:41:00.000-08:00

Seems like we had one good stompin rain in the fall of 2010, some parts of Western North Carolina received as much as 9 inches of rain. It was one of those occasions when everything was running and probably too high. I decided to hike down into the Narrows and see what a high water Green looks like, I knew it was going to be high but i didn't expect to see the notch under water. I'm down here in Key West layin low for the holidays, really diggin the beer drinkin and no shirt part.

Cheers

arlyn-

rat tails and man kisses

2010-12-13T06:13:00.000-08:00

Expect a whole lot of both if you plan on visiting Argentina. A kiss on either cheek with a bit of tail in between.

We camped beside Lake Mendoza our first few days in Potrerillos. After a chilly evening we awoke to the harsh rays of desert sun against red rocks and crackling creek beds. We had expected an oasis of vibrant wine vineyards but as the sun burned through the mountain breeze we found ourselves in an arid valley similar to the canyons of Utah. Apparently the region's renowned wineries are not due to natural environment but rather to its system of irrigation canals dating back to the Incas.

That morning we walked along the lake to Rios Andinos (about five miles from town) to find no one had heard of any nicks. The owner, who had said there was work, and the head boatman, who actually doles out the work, hadn't spoken, so we were greeted by a somewhat polite 'who the fuck are you?' (en espanol). After a few minutes of awkward explanations we were informed they didn't need any guides but to come back in a week to see if Nick could check out as a safety kayaker. At this point I thought it wise not to mention I was looking for work as well.

For the next couple of days we walked around town and looked for a place to rent for the season. It was late on the fourth day when we stopped into a kiosco (think NYC bodega) and the owner offered to show us the two vacant houses next door. We decided on the smaller of the two- a one bedroom cabana with white washed brick walls and a slanted wooden roof. The senora seemed surprised we wanted to move in without gas or furniture but we assured her we didn't mind and settled into our summer home that evening. Just as we closed our front door the wind began to howl and the temperature dropped dramatically. The next morning we awoke to frosted windows and a crown of snow covered peaks outside of town.

Unwelcome but here none the less, we established our presence in Potre. The following week Nick went to check out for work, but after a bit of confusion the head boatman realized they were a guide short. Nick volunteered having never seen the river and was cleared to guide after the trip. We were invited to our first Argentine asado that evening.

Argentine time has little to do with hours and minutes. If they tell you 7:30, you're going to look like a schmuck if you get there before 9. And 9 o'clock is when they start burning wood for coals so don't expect the first piece of meat until 11. Anyways old man midget hands and I showed up just as people were waking up from their afternoon siesta, and already a bit silly from nipping the bottle of whiskey on the walk over.

Folk ain't so down with the brown here so our dinner contribution remained untouched while Nick and I became acquainted with the Argentine national drink, Fernet (thick and bitter, similar to Jagger, drank with Coca-Cola). We didn't make it to dinner that night. Just as they were heating up the brick oven outside we stumbled home a bit hungry and a bit drunk but better prepared for our next midnight meat feast.

--nickiD

los gringos nics

2010-12-02T11:31:00.001-08:00

We met in Bogota on October 28'th after being sniffed down by drug dogs. This was coming into Colombia. Huh. The next morning we arrived in Santiago to a crowd of Chilean taxi drivers hustling their services in a cacophony of Spanglish shouts. It was cold, with a fresh halo of snow capped peaks encircling the city. After 20ish hours of travel our driver dropped us off at a dive hotel to rest before venturing into the full throttled metropolis outside.

Around lunch we headed into the heart of Santiago. The streets were busy with vendors of all varieties-- ice cream stands next to underwear tables smelling like the whole array of undefined street meat. Greasy teenagers and weathered city folk grouped beneath clouds of smoke, the bitter stench of tobacco clinging to hats and scarves. We ordered cigarettes with our cerveza in a late night cafe and set the alarm for the early bus out of town.

The first bus to Curico left at 7am. After three hours of driving south, we crossed town with our backpacks, kayaking gear and guitar to another bus terminal where we piled our luggage between the driver and captain's seat of a riggidy microbus. Within a few kilometers the pavement gave way to a gravel road heading into the Andes.

The bus dropped us off in front of the Hosteria (think bed and breakfast) just outside the small town of Los Quenes. It was Turbo's second season working for Todd, a fellow gringo who found his way to Chile 10 years ago from the rivers of Idaho. We set camp uphill of the Hosteria, nestled in a grove of trees opening into the mountains.

We were there a week. We spent three days on the water, kayaking the Rio Tano and Rio Claro. The glacial rivers were sharp and shallow with sections of class 5 rapids. Turbo introduced us to his Chilean caballeros, a dude from Patagonia who goes by Petey, and a local kayaker and his lady- Gonzo and Fran. Petey led us on a full day excursion for views of volcanoes and condors and spectacular tales of combustible plants.

Gonzo drove us through the fertile foothills of the Chilean coastal range. There were remnants of last year's earthquake everywhere. Most yards sported a government financed hut hastily constructed amongst the wreckage of homes-- the Chilean double wide for disaster victims.

The following weekend we left for Argentina. After two bus rides and a full morning of shuffling bags we were in Santiago to catch another bus across the Andes. Two hours outside of Mendoza the driver dropped us off on the main highway and told us this was Potrerillos. It was dark; we knew no one and had no place to go. We didn't have a phone or a number for the rafting company, nor the Argentine currency in a town too small for a bank or an internet cafe. Thus, los gringos nics started their adventure into summer yet again.

--nickiD

drivin down to the dirty . . .

2010-11-21T16:02:00.000-08:00

Fall comes early in Alaska. By September the once vibrant yellows were in a state of decay and the rafts prickled with frost come morning. The cruise line garys had stopped touring and business was slow. With little work and slim pickings at the cook shack Nick and I checked out early and were in route to Fairbanks before dinner on the 8th.

The next four days it rained. The all day showers followed us throughout the Alaska Highway, albeit mercifully intermittent as we set up camp in the Yukon and BC. Compared to the drive up in May there was fewer game hunting the highway, excluding a lone wolf circling the civic as we entered Canada. Somewhere near Mile 1--Dawson City-- our stash of fresh moose hind dwindled as our noodle a la sriracha dinners had a bit of added color from roadside produce stands.

On day five we arrived at my uncle's property on the southern tip of Key Peninsula, a bit of coastline jutting into Puget Sound. We unpacked the car and hung busted camping gear to dry while we stretched our driving legs into a pair of sea kayaks, trailed by a duo of spotted seals.

We had planned to hang low and take the scenic route back but after a nightmarish vision of apocalypse we decided to rush home. We left around lunch with hurried goodbyes and damp clothes, stopping only for gas, coffee and Backwoods. Near Olympia we rented the final installment of Harry Potter on CD and didn't rest till peace had been restored at Hogwarts, a 27-hour stretch from western Washington to southeastern Colorado. There was an oil change in Wyoming, a sunrise through the canyon lands of Utah and the Wild West disappeared into a never ending line of angry taillights in the merging metropolis of Dallas- Fort Worth.

From there to Picayune, Mississippi the trip was an uneventful stretch of interstate, where Nick retrieved his home on wheels and I made the final stretch back to the suburbs of Atlanta. Over the next month we toured the southeast-- kayaking in Chatoogaland, hiking the Smokies and rafting the Gauley-- before venturing into the dirty dirty south: Chile.

--nickiD

YOU MAY BE A SCUMBAG IF. . .

2010-11-13T05:36:00.000-08:00

OK, so this contest is almost an inevitable evolutionary step. It was bound to happen eventually. Email your "You may be a scumbag if..." submissions to glenn@teamscum.com for your chance to win a Limited Edition 'Glenn Webster' Tshirt. The Top 10 submissions will be read aloud with commentary by Glenn and will receive one of said Tshirts.

- Submissions must be received before Dec 1
- Winners will be announced daily in a Top 10 Countdown beginning Monday Dec 6
- Please include relevant contact info with your submission

Swan Strokes

2010-11-02T19:23:00.000-07:00

Saw a bunch of people walking up to get multiple laps at Gorilla this weekend. Some good lines some not so nice lines, check our Dane swan strokin' off the pad.

arlyn-

Seven Finger Brown Clawz

2010-10-28T16:28:00.000-07:00

I woke up and checked gauges and resigned myself to the fact that i would going to school instead of kayaking on the first day of the fall creekin' season. But I got a call from Wilcox and it did not take much convincing to get me to blow off school and throw my kayaking gear in the van instead of my school books. I have been kayaking for a couple years now but I have never seen torrents of exploding water like I saw yesterday, standing holes with foam piles double overhead are mind blowing. No pictures of kayaking but i'm sure any kayaker would appreciate something like this. If you can name the place I got a free TeamScum T-shirt for you, email me at arlynag@hotmail.com if you know where it is.

I got my mustache on for the Green Race

cheers
arlyn-

The Fork!

2010-10-13T13:18:00.000-07:00

Check out the new Fist, not much room for error!

The seasons continue to change and everyday I realize how much I love being in the southeast for the fall. This past weekend I made the trip up to Elkhorn City to explore the depths of Breakspark with two of my best paddling friends, check out some of the pictures from the trip.

Probably my favorite photo from the weekend, if you look close you can see a paddler dropping El Horendo
Check out my new boat!
They even had some karaoke for us at the paddler appreciation event in Elkhorn City. Hope everybody is getting excited for the Green Race coming up. Hopefully the boys at Tuxedo Hydro station will smile on us this weekend!

cheers
arlyn-

Full Moon Reflections

2010-09-26T15:04:00.000-07:00

We are putting the miles behind us. Tailwind or headwind, downpour or warm shoulders, we paddle. Well, we at least float. We've taken up the habit of procrastinating on sunny days. Instead of paddling, we lean back and catch some floating shut-eye. We wake with pink faces and unaware of the time. Other days, when it rains, we put our heads down, enter a state of zen, and paddle until we get to camp.
Our first event was a huge success. Yesterday, we hosted eight hours of eclectic music, 20 gallons of soup, and several barrels of delicious beer, compliments of Summit Brewery. By 10:30 a.m., youngsters were running around with face paint and sidewalk chalk. By noon, their parents stood, watching the kids climb all over the St. Paul Fire Department truck and the St. Paul police car. Fortunately, anyone who went in the backseat didn't have cuffs on. The public servicemen donated their time and resources to entertain the kids and adults alike. Later in the day, the party got cranking, people got to dancing, and before we knew it, we were getting more barrels. The raffle was a huge hit, too. The Bending Branches paddles and Joe Mauer's signed baseball were huge money-makers. We raised just under $2,400. That puts our running total over $10,000. That's a lot of dough that's going to help out a lot of people in Haiti.
Tomorrow, we hit the River again, get back into our stride, and migrate with the geese. Sometimes the crew ends up in a V-pattern and I wonder if it's instinct. The full moon has been wonderful, reflecting off the River at each bend. We may try to use the still large waning light to do a night paddle. Weather looks to be cooperative for the coming week. Temperatures are undeniably lowering. Leaves are turning summer into autumn. We will chase these colors to the Gulf. We've determined we'll begin the journey of borders tomorrow as we leave Minnesota's body and instead have it on our right, while Wisconsin will be on our left. This is all quite exciting. We're getting a bit rough around the edges- real River Rats.

Local Yokles

2010-09-22T14:31:00.000-07:00

This past summer i was away from WNC from May-August, needless to say prime time for some bareback Green Runs. I was really looking forward to being back in WNC and running the Green. A bunch of my friends stuck around and ran the Green all summer and you could really tell because everybody looked super strong out there with extremely clean lines. Seems like some of the locals had even decided to start running Hammer Factor with their legs on top of the boat for extra style points.
Check out Jeff Payne with his feet on the deck!

Hope everybody is getting excited about the turning of the seasons.

arlyn-

L'UNION FAIT LA FORCE

2010-09-11T05:54:00.001-07:00

So a few months ago some of our friends from the northland asked us to design some Tshirts for a philanthropic paddle down the Mississippi River to help raise money for Haiti relief efforts. They are paddling 2300 miles from Lake Itasca,Minnesota down to the Gulf of Mexico with various riverside BBQs, frisbee tournaments, and concerts planned along the way with hopes of raising $50,000. We thought this sounded great and jumped at the opportunity to get involved. So, teamscum has partnered up with the Paddle to Haiti crew in an effort to help raise cash. The 'L'Union Fait La Force' T's will be available in about a week and the proceeds will go towards the cause.

The crew put on the river Sept 2 and were last seen camping in the rain at Stump Lake. You can follow the adventure on their BLOG and Tshirts will be on sale in about a week at the teamscum.com shop -

HOMEGROWN 6 RESULTS

2010-09-04T04:18:00.000-07:00

HOMEGROWN 6 WENT OFF LAST SATURDAY and if you missed it you missed a good time. With over 150 photo and 23 video entries, this year was the strongest showing of highly motivated amateur whitewater photographers /videographers to date. Some of the highlights included celebrity MC Daniel "Terrence" Young making it all the way through the Carnage Video category before the Jager caught up (what proceeded to happened to him the rest of the night is another blog post), nearly 60 full seconds of 4 foot tall jugs brought to you courtesy of Blaine Patrick, Colin Hunt took home a new Pyranha kayak, Zach Dean did not win 1st Place General Video, the LVM Jumbotron only got knocked down once, and Chalwa wrapped it up with some live reggae. You can view all the winning photos and videos here>>

General Video

1st Place // Colin Hunt
2nd Place // Zach Dean
3rd Place // Juice Jones
Hon Ment // Ryan Bailey
Hon Ment // Saunders Southcorvo

Carnage Video

1st Place // Logan James
2nd Place // Patrick Blaine
3rd Place // Preston Woods
Hon Ment // Ben Perrin
Hon Ment // Max Posner

Action Photos

1st Place // Nick Gottlieb
2nd Place // Lauren Farrell
3rd Place // Warren Williams
Hon Ment // Jason McClure
Hon Ment // Pete Lucic

Artsy Fartsy Photos

1st Place // Andy Hinton
2nd Place // Lynne Larosa
3rd Place // Carolina Beltran
Hon Ment // Ben McKee
Hon Ment // Katie Cahn

Thanks to CWO for the awesome venue, all the generous sponsor contributions,the patient judges who evaluated the massive pile of entries,and most importantly everyone who showed up and took the time to send in an entry. Get your cameras ready cause we're gonna do it again next year bitches.

Paddle to Haiti

2010-08-26T09:00:00.000-07:00

My eyes have been bugging out from computer screens. I've stopped waiting on hold for more than thirty seconds of elevator music. The planning is essentially done. I'm too damn excited to be inside anymore. Sure, the River will be flowing in a week, but all I can think about is that the River is flowing right now.

The barn is clean and ready for the crew to arrive. Zach is here. Amanda is on her way. Louis and Brett head out from Steamboat tomorrow. Matt is negotiating a journey up here. I'll pick up Little Dipper and Dave in the next couple days from the Milwaukee airport. Warm days and chilled nights are in the forecast for the next week. Perfect for building the oar rigs and scrambling for last minute details during the day. Also perfect for sharing a few evening beers around the fire pit in the corral.

We have a week before loading up the Mohawk canoes and heading north to Lake Itasca, Minnesota. Along the way, we'll pick up seven paddles from Bending Branches in Osceola, Wisconsin. We'll camp the night up at the lake and undoubtedly get that guttural feeling of insecure madness and nerves, all of which will be eased in the next few days as we take the first few paddle strokes. We'll get to Minneapolis/ St. Paul within a couple weeks, and, ultimately, the Gulf. But, along the way, we will be thinking of Haiti. For now, the River flows just as it will in a week and we have some more work to do.

HG6 // MEET THE JUDGES

2010-08-15T07:16:00.000-07:00

If you have ever attended Homegrown, you know how the awards work. Each winner gets a kick ass prize package, a shot of Jager and a can of ice-cold PBR. In the past, Nick takes a shot with each winner so you can imagine how things could spiral downhill after 4 or 5 shots. . .10-12 shots . . .20 shots!! Actually, I'm surprised that he has been able to finish the show at all. Last year there was some confusion about the crowd decision for 1st place General Video, a camera got smashed, the jumbotron got knocked down, the Pabst brothers were found passed out spooning in a van, etc etc. But thats how we do it here at teamscum, so this isnt an apology, more of a disclaimer.

So . . . . In response to allegations that we just give away all the Homegrown prizes to our friends, we invite you to meet the judges. The entries are evaluated by 3 unbiased celebrity judges who get together behind closed doors the Thursday before the show and diligently work through all the entries to decide 1st, 2nd, 3rd, and 2 honorable mentions for 2 photo and 2 video categories (thats a grand total of 20 awards). This, I assure you, is no easy task. So who are these people?

Nolan Davis

Principle sales rep and co-owner of Outdoor Sports Marketing, this is Nolan's 4th year as a Homegrown judge. He loves the punishment, (or maybe just the free beer) and keeps coming back. He likes long walks on the beach and his favorite color is rainbows. Bribes? Officially good to go.

Jared Curtioff

He's weird, he's wild, he designed the Drop Zone helmet for Grateful Heads. This is Jared's 2nd year helping us sort this mess out and we appreciate the time he takes out of his busy schedule at Astral Buoyancy to lend a hand. I suggest bribing him.

Barbara Westbrook

If you have spent any time around the Chattooga River you have probably been chewed out at least once by Barbara Westbrook (and you probably deserved it). With extensive photography experience, Barbara brings a sharp eye to the table. In accordance with a longstanding Chattooga River tradition, bribing is most definitely encouraged.

So we have a ton of great prizes to give away, including a new Pyranha kayak, and you have about a week left to get your entries in so don't delay.

Thanks to our generous sponsors: Pyranha, Osprey, Shred Ready, Snapdragon, Robinson Knives, Astral, MSR, Pothole paddles, Prana, Solgear, Thermarest, Lunatic Apparel, NRS, Smartwool, Aquabound paddles, Immersion Research, Element Expeditions, The River Gypsies, Outdoor Research, LVM, Stonyboater, Nattyshred, Cottonmouth Noseplugs, Endless River Adventures, Rapid Transit Video, and of course teamscum.

See you at the show!!

Photos from the great north . . .

2010-08-11T18:52:00.000-07:00

With the fall approaching, colors beginning to change, rafting season slowing down, and free time starting to peak her little head around the corner, I've managed to collect a few images worth sharing from the luxurious Denali Park and surrounding areas.

An alaskan summer night-time is more like a perpetual sunrise, never quite getting dark but full of colors.
The fireweed flower blooms from the bottom up, then looses its petals in the same fashion. When the petals are all gone, fall is here and the fireweed turns fire red.
Can you skin a griz cowboy???
Sometimes even us raft guides try to blend in with the waddies, hanging out in fancy hotel porch's pretending like we're supposed to be there, drinking some of that brown drink, overlooking the nenana river and thousands of miles pristine wilderness.

p.s.--where the hell is talkeetna???

HG6 Carnage Category Video and FAQ

2010-07-17T08:26:00.000-07:00

Here's a little Carnage Category Promo Vid to help get you motivated to send in an entry as well as some answers to some Frequently Asked Questions about the contest. . .

FAQ

1. What the hell is the 6th Annual HOMEGROWN Photo/Video Contests?

Homegrown is an amateur photo/video contest that seeks to encourage creativity inspired by a lack of resources. Its also a great excuse to get together at the chattooga river and throw a party while showcasing amateur media in a live setting instead of sitting at home watching user submitted content on your computer. There will be am awards presentation, big-screen photo/video viewing, live reggae with CHALWA, and more.

2. How do I know if I'm an amateur?

If you are a paid paddler, photographer, or videographer then you are not an amateur. If you have average camera/computer equipment and are too broke to buy the rights to the music you use in your video, then you are probably an amateur and Homegrown is the right contest for you.

3. Can I submit more than one entry?

Absolutely. There is a $5 entry fee for your first entry, then $2 for each additional entry.

4. Whats up with the entry fee?

The entry fees go towards covering the costs of the show (mainly booze and reggae) plus you get an event Tshirt if you submit an entry.

5. What is the deadline for entries?

Entries must be received no later than midnite august 23.

6. Can I bring my kids?

Things are PG-13 until dark, after dark its rated R or maybe NC-17. So with that being said its really up to you.

7. How do you decide who wins?

The entries are evaluated by 3 independent, unbiased judges. 1st, 2nd, 3rd, and honorable mention prizes are awarded for 2 photo (action and artsy fartsy) and 2 video categories (5-7 minute general video and 1-3 minute strictly carnage).

8. Do I have to be present to win?

Nope. We'll mail your prizes if you are unable to attend the show.

9. Should I bring anything to the show?

It would be advisable to bring camp chairs and rain gear.

10. What else do I need to know?

If you are planning to attend you might as well submit an entry. This contest is for fun, not prestige, plus you'll get a Tshirt and its more fun to participate than to just show up and watch! This event is supported solely by your participation and its not any fun if you dont participate. So send in an entry ASAP.

Rambling's of a Rambler

2010-07-16T00:47:00.000-07:00

The summer is here and i have been hittin' that dusty ol' trail pretty hard. Most of my ramblings have been limited to Idaho and Montana, with a couple other states thrown in the mix for good measure. I have a pretty sweet work schedule which allows for ample amounts of no responsibility, I have been doing some kayaking and a whole bunch of life living. Here is a quick account and a few pictures from the summer as far as i have seen it.

Teva Mtn Games:
Turns out the Homesteak Creek race actually starts before the opening ceremonies in Vail so if you plan on attending that event you have to be on top of your shit. I got flooded out of my camp site in Vail and had to relocate in the middle of the night, somebody was nice enough to leave their trailer open for me to crash in.

Turns out Idaho has some really amazing wilderness areas and an incredible amount of drainage's fed by peaks above 11 and 12 thousand feet. Check out some pictures from an unnamed peak near the East Fork of the Salmon in Custer County Idaho. Raft Guides on the Payettes have a pretty sweet housing deal! One of the outfitters bought a piece of land along the N.F of the Payette to act as guide housing. So you can pitch your tent for the summer drive up the road and put on the N.F and take out at your "house". I met up with some Boone Town kidz in Banks and spent the forth of July weekend paddling the Payettes. We put on with a big crew of Banks locals for an after work run down the Staircase, it's a road side run so one of the shuttlers was stopping at the rapids to shoot bottle rockets off at us. I had a hard time getting my shit together to take any photos while in Banks, but i can tell you for sure that no picture can accurately represent the size and stature of the N.F Payette Check out Big Falls on the "Canyon" section of the S.F payette A Nice view of the Sawtooth Mountains in Custer County

Keep it irie
arlyn-

TEAMSCUM IN THE HOOKAH BAR (oh yeah, dieselboy@828

2010-06-30T05:36:00.000-07:00

Do some permanent damage to your eardrums this saturday - Terrence Young, Yon and others are gonna make some noise at The Hookah Bar while Dieselboy and friends tear up CLUB828 -

HOMEGROWN 6

2010-06-22T05:22:00.000-07:00

The 6th Annual Homegrown Photo/Video Contest is scheduled for Saturday August 28 @ Chattooga Whitewater Outfitters. For those of you not familiar with the format, there are 2 photo (action and artsy fartsy) and 2 video (1-3 minute carnage and 5 - 7 minute general video) with 1st, 2nd, 3rd, and honorable mention prizes awarded for each category. This is an amateur contest supported solely by your participation. Join us for beer, live reggae w/Chalwa, big-screen photo/video show, awards presentation, and more.

Prizes generously provided by: Pyranha, Osprey, Shred Ready, Snapdragon, Astral, MSR, Robinson Knives, Pothole Paddles, Prana, Solgear, Thermarest, Lunatic Apparel, Aquabound Paddles, NRS, Immersion Research, Smartwool, Element Expeditions, Stonyboater, LVM, Rivergypsies, Outdoor Research, Rapid Transit Video, Endless River Adventures, Cottonmouth Noseplugs, Nattyshred, and Teamscum.

WASTE TIME WATCHING OLD HOMEGROWN VIDEOS

MORE INFO COMING SOON!!!

PBJ:THE FINAL INSTALLMENT

2010-06-17T05:11:00.000-07:00

Here are the last 11 pages of The Purple Boat Journal. Click on an image for your full sized viewing pleasure. Enjoy.

"Getting your ass kicked by a natural resource:PRICELESS."

"Whats wrong with this picture? Alot."

"Nick Pabst loves it when you call him Big Poppa."

"You were still getting your ass wiped when I was masturbating and smoking crack."

"...the purple boat (a broken creek boat) is the inspiration for this publication.It has seen many rivers, paddlersm and even dirt hills, If only we could be so lucky. . ."

Thanks Nomadic Loiterers. We're looking forward to the next edition.

PBJ pt. 2

2010-06-08T16:53:00.000-07:00

Weighing in a 22.9 grams and measuring 5.5 x 4.25 inches, here are pages 7-18 of the 1st edition of The Purple Boat Journal brought to you via The Nomadic Loiterers. Also, an informative video offering some vague explanations courtesy of pmaxx. Click on images for full sized view.

"Drive for approx. 1.5 hours, unwrap, and savor the flavor. . . "

"Boasting big fun waterfalls, a remote wilderness feeling, and definitely no regrets (unless you're swimming in the cave at Twilight), Overflow is a creek sure to keep you occupied but not terrified."

"Holes can get sticky at 2 feet and higher, recently resulting in some swimming that left the paddlers' boats taking the economy trip down the rest of the river. . ."

"Overflow creek is part of the heeadwaters of the Chattooga, and has been run from its put-in to the take out of section IV in one day. . ."

SHUTTLE BUNNY'S GUIDE =>> "Make sure you have enough gas as it is an hour of total driving to the top and back, with few gas stations nearby. . ."

"Make special brownies in the dutch oven. . ."

Maggie Goes West

2010-06-02T02:06:00.000-07:00

Well I must say it took a bunch of work to get my shit together! But I knew the hard work would pay off so i could hit the dirtbag switch. I had to move all my stuff into a storage locker all the while studying for finals, but the prize was being able to move into my van so I could drive west. The month of May has been pretty full on and I imagine the months of June, July and August to be Ballz out! Honestly I hope to keep this high standard of living alive well into the fall. Check out a few pictures from the Month of May. Tomorrow i'm going to hit the road for CO and the Teva Mtn Games.

Below are a few pictures from the Lochsa

Cheers
arlyn-

Where did all the darkness go?

2010-05-18T09:00:00.000-07:00

Sitting in an Alaskan Yukon Trails van speeding down the parks highway on my way to a tiny trailer alongside a gravel runway seems as good a time as any to begin. The rivers have broken up a month early and one wildfire rages on near Healy. I wish I could get rid of this pesky cough.
I listen in to the conversation of a cute french girl and her stinky boyfriend behind me. A distant view of Denali mountain lingers in the forefront, dwarfing human's creations. "Ze american way of life," I catch the frenchman saying, I think in a confusedly positive fashion.
What I think is a quebe sits to my right tired and disgruntled, two asian girls and an indian girl sit huddled together in front of me, head to shoulder, head to shoulder, head to shoulder . . . .a quick stop, road contsruction, reserve battery power . . . .hello i-pod, goodbye text edit. Almost there.A lift from the old man, two airplanes, a cab, a hostel, a van, 500 bucks and 39 hours later and I'm home again, where the sun goes in circles around your head, human predators are prevalent, and 40 degrees is a warm summer day.

THE PURPLE BOAT JOURNAL

2010-05-18T06:02:00.000-07:00

Realized through a process of digital + manual cutting and pasting, in conjunction with a marginally functional copy machine from 1982, and bound together with dental floss, The Purple Boat Journal carries on the time-honored tradition of homemade magazines. Teamscum affiliates The Nomadic Loiterers sent us this interesting little ditty. We will be posting it in 3 parts over the next few weeks. Here's the cover and first 4 pages - enjoy.

>> I suggest clicking the thumbnail to get a good look at it >>

". . .we hope this magazine is both entertaining and educational, or at the very least, entertaining."

". . .stay away from $5 truckstop showers. Consider the cost, not the price."

"Topo don't: Let it become a two-ton rain gauge, sitting on top of your car all night."

". . .having a dog not only provides you with a loyal friend, but a source for fresh meat if the need should arise."

Part 2 coming soon. . .

2010-05-03T08:40:00.000-07:00

I built a new bike over the weekend. Styled after a schwinn stingray, it rolls like a 70's pimp who's been shooting up bovine growth hormone.

Its pretty good to roll to the bar. Not so hot at the skate park tho...

My friend Jeff had a dream and I was in it. I was trying some stunt and kept crashing hard. Someone asked if I had seen a psychologist and Jeff said that I should. In the dream he said "The psychologist would learn a lot from Michael."

Carnage be damned. Im going over the edge anyway.
By the way...
Did you eat the red pill or the blue one? How far down the rabbit hole will you go?

LOVE TO ALL THE INJURIES

2010-04-20T11:50:00.000-07:00

The idea of posting injury photos isn't to exploit gore and/or other people's misfortunes in a Jerry Springer-esque fashion. It's more like singing the blues or going down the road feeling bad in an upbeat sort of way. So this goes out to all the people who do inherently dangerous things to get their kicks. Thanks for your photo submissions, the Tshirts are in the mail.

"Love to all the injuries," Ian Lateef Cannon.

"Dislocated on the Bottom Moose Oct 2010.Gotta love it. Surgery needed to repair it," Joe Kadelak.

"My first 60 foot waterfall, a sudden gush of water in the boils upon landing leading to my upper lip folding up over my face. At least that is what it felt like," Carl Jacks.

"This photo doesn't look that bad at all, but it's of me after i was pulled off the river after I had dislocated my shoulder on march 13. It has been 23 days and 16 hours since I last paddled. Please give me a reason to keep going on and send me a t-shirt," Bethany Overfield.

The next 3 are from Mark Evans, we sent him a hoodie for this -

"From a snowboarding crash that I had last January attempting a 60 ft. road gap in the Wasatch backcountry. All in all, this is the list of my injuries: Compound shattered calcaneus (heel), tibial plateau fracture, fibula fracture, L2 burst fracture, sternum fracture, pulmonary contusions, and collapsed lungs. I now have 10 pins, 3 plates, and cadaver bone in my foot, 9 screws and a plate in my tibia, and 4 screws, 2 brackets, and a bone graft from my pelvis fusing my L1 2 and 3 vertebrae," Mark Evans. You can see a video of his crash here . . .

"Zack's shoulder popped out on Beavers Falls on the Eagle section of the Beaver in NY. We put his shoulder back in on the river and he hiked out. Once at the car we immobilized the shoulder with the only available material, a cam strap," Patrick Griffin

"I fired a 1/2" staple from a spring-loaded staple gun into the bone of my left index finger...not a bad injury but still a cool picture," Matt Dalton.

"My buddy Josh and I were tandem surfing, when I flipped while he was 360ing. The front of the boat caught me in the mouth and knocked my front four teeth straight back. Using my tongue I pushed them back straight and held them in," Ty Caldwell.

"Believe it or not I rolled up after this rock encounter of the first kind, " Johnny Newsome.

"I cut my foot open loading boats at the New River in West Virginia. I fell off the top of a rafting bus down into the edge of the river. I eventually got a staph infection in the cut and suffered some nerve damage. I haven't paddled barefooted since," Sam England.

Splash Tops and Bingers in the South East.

2010-04-14T14:10:00.000-07:00

Howdy!

This school gig can sometimes be a drag but from time to time it has it's redeeming moments and Spring Break is one of those. No way was I getting stuck in Myrtle Beach with a bunch of drunk college kids trying to get tan for Spring Break. Garrette and I decided to head up to Linville for four days in the high country to kick off the Spring Break. Friday rolled around and I started chomping at the bit to get the fuck out of Asheville. So I skipped out on classes and ran over to plasma joint so I could donate a bottle of Whiskey worth of Plasma. We were treated to lows in 50's and plenty of cool fresh mountain air on top of the Chimneys.

The hike went something like this for those familiar with the Linville area. Walked in at the Pitch In trail then up to Babel Tower the next day. Woke up at Babel Tower and crossed the river, hiked up Spence Ridge to Little Table Rock up and over the Chimneys across Table Rock Gap and down Shortoff Mountain so we could sleep next to the river. Woke up crossed the river and took the Mountains to Sea trail back to 105 and hoofed it back to the Car.

It only seemed right to head over to the Noli after Linville, had to keep it safe on the river and timed the day light just right to take out at dark.

Instead of going down to Long Creek for the Saturday Sunday Tallulah release I figured I would just stay local and help clean up the Narrows. Fifteen or Twenty heads gathered at Fish Top Saturday morning to clean up Mama Green. I think it took us like five hours to run the Narrows that day, I was stoked to get some solid Gorge time it was an amazing day on the Green. I took my Fish Eye lens along to capture the essence.
Check out Shane getting some serious shelf time in his garbage filled XP10
*Paddlers* Toby McDermott, Nik Haase and Jakob Keffer

I think it's fair to say I impressed myself with how well spring break went, it was pure bliss. Makes me look forward returning to the more illustrious living styles. Only a couple more weeks till I put my life in the van and drive west, be on the look out for some some Scumbags at the Lochsa to kick off the summer.

INJURIES SUCK // GET A FREE TSHIRT FOR YOUR PAIN

2010-04-03T15:42:00.000-07:00

To the 17 people who may have noticed that the teamscum.com store is down, we apologize. Fact of the matter is, I broke the shit out of my leg and cant print, ship, wheel and/or deal. The x-ray photos pretty much speak for themselves.

So what does this have to do with you? If you've got a good injury photo send it in and if we post it on the site I'll send you a free Tshirt. Please email photos to 3scumbags@teamscum.com.

do strange shit

2010-03-06T14:42:00.000-08:00

So Ive been a tall mountain biker for 5 or so years.

2 years ago I decided to become the first tall bike freerider.
Im always looking for a new spin on old tricks. You know why not be the worlds first tall ice climber?
The pitch was 120' of near verticle ice over near Franklin NC. I plan to do it next dressed as bigfoot for a sighting video we plan to do.
Its pretty surreal /so-real to step outside the box you have created for yourself, even when that box is different than the box the rest of the world lives in.

Do strange shit. It liberates the soul.

PANAMA KAYAKING 2006/2008

2010-02-24T08:45:00.000-08:00

Cleaning out the hardrive I found this video from 2006. Most of the runs are based out of Boquete.

Then some folks went back in 2008. Photos by Mike Goglin/Drew Austell/Mike Metzger/Nick Pabst.

Watch Nick Piton

2010-02-17T19:59:00.000-08:00

Not the cleanest Frankenstein line i have seen.

Both pictures by myself

-Arlyn

antEyes

2010-02-13T03:16:00.000-08:00

We are busy in the shed printing new goods for 2010. Heres a couple of shots from a cold cold morning in February.

// Most of the work is done in a small shed next to our small house

//it starts with a blank Tshirt

// a quick swipe of green ink

We are getting away from using traditional, PVC laden plastisol inks and transitioning into waterbased ink.

// followed by black

// antEyes

Hoodies, Tshirts, and even a couple of messenger bags will be available March 1st.

UNDENIABLY DOPE

2010-02-04T16:05:00.000-08:00

SUPPORT YOUR LOCAL TURNTABLISTS => electro, hip-hop, drum and bass, dubstep - feb 18 @ the hideaway, johnson city, TN. download free music at soundcloud.com => yonne, allen rockhouse, terrence young

//music: yonne //image: heather J

you may have seen these guys spin records @ the homegrown photo/video contest

SEE YOU AT THE SHOW!

Rio Claro (molina)

2010-01-21T07:39:00.000-08:00

photo mike goglin//kayakers mira kodada, jakub sedivy

El Rio Claro is located east of Molina Chile. Molina lies in the heart of chiles wine country and is home to Gato Negro wine as well as great whitewater. There are about one hundred different "rio claros" in Chile so i refer to this one as the Molina Claro. El Rio Claro is one of the most beautiful places i have ever been with some of the best waterfalls any kayaker can dream of. This is a must run on any trip to Chile. There are many runnable sections to the claro but i will stick to the class IV-V upper parts.

There are a few distinct sections to the upper claro. From the top down, Veinte Dos Saltos, Cinco Tazas y el Garganta del Diablo, and Siete Tazas. All of these can be run individually or linked together. The river is best in Nov. and Dec. but can be run @ low water later. The water gauge is visual. To get here head east from Molina To Parque Ingles. This is a great place to stay for a few days with your choice of a littel hosteria or camping.

Veinto Dos Saltos: Class V. Length 2 k. The key to running this section is having the ideal water level and finding the right put in. The water should be medium-medium high. The take out is the bridge at the campground near the restaurant. Sounds vague but its clear once your there. Thats the easy part now finding the put in can be difficult but crucial because putting in to high could have disastrous results due to an unrunnable gnar death sieve cave dealio. There are two ways to get to the put in. One is walking up river right for an hour and a half or poaching the road that exists. Being the scumbag i am i prefer the later. We will use the restaurant at el parque ingles as our starting point. Here is a brief description written By Dave Hayes of New River Academy.

Let me add to this very vague description. drive toward molina from the restaurant at the take out a few hundred feet. take a right at the first road. you should see a wooden lift gate, cross under this and drive your jankey ass rental as far as you can. most likely you will be at the bottom of a very rocky section of road. park off the road and start walking up hill. At the top of this hill there are a few stumps about 1ft in diameter cut diagonally there is also a creek that is parallel to the road here. It may or may not have water depending on the time of year. Whatever the case is take a right turn off the road and over the creek into the woods for about 15 min. you will come to a creek bed 20ft across with about 8ft walls. the rocks are brown and tan. follow this creek bed down hill toward the river. This will bring you to a cliff with a small notch in it looking down at the river. what you are looking at here is the second rapid a 25 foot falls. the lip is about 6 ft wide and because your dirrectly above it the drop looks like its about 5ft tall, dont be deceived. Once you are positive you have found this rapid move up river out of the little creek. The easiest path to the river is right here. Use ropes to get down to the sand below and move upstream again. The put in here is either a sketchy seal launch above an L shaped 6ft ledge or have someone climb into the water and hand boats down. Now the fun begins.

photo mike goglin//kayaker mira kodada

This is the second drop. you can see the little notch above the waterfall where you should be looking down on this drop. You can boof the dog shit out of this drop. Run some boogie and you come to this beauty.

photo mike goglin// kayaker jakub sedivy

This drop is followed by a 12ft sloping ledge then some more boogie. You will soon come to the crux of the run an un scoutable un portageable 3oftr. I can't exactly remember what number rapid it is but i think its around 5??? It doesn't really matter though because you will know because it sounds big and it is. There is a great eddy under the cliff on river right and most of the current on river right as well. The line here at medium-med high h20 is to gently peel out of the eddy with very little speed and drift of the left part of the lip. You dont want to boof flat, plug the mo fo. Note this is not the line at lower water. There is a ledge about 5ft down that creates a lot of problems. I am not sure of this line at lower water.

The unscoutable unportagable 30ft crux // photo yo

Directly below this is a rapid is a right turn. In the words of Dave Hues you will enter this rapid and go "Oh shit, Oh shit but dont worry its all over soon." There is one more rapid to look for down stream and its a two part ledge. The left part of the second drop is a bit shallow so go right and keep your bow up. You will be at the bridge shortly after.

Cinco Tazas y Garganta del Diablo: Class V. The bridge @ the campground is the begining of this section. In my opinion this is the hardest section of the river because there are a few nasty sieves and the river becomes completely closed in with over hanging walls. There is some chance to scout by crossing the bridge to river left. This is also a great way to look at the "caricoal" (snail) rapid which was featured in the 2007 edition of kayak session magazine. If you decide not to run this rapid you will want to scout the take out above on river left before hand or run all the way through to siete tazas. This take out is two rapids above caricoal, below a 12ft ledge with a strong tongue on the left and directly above a ski jump looking rapid. It is easy to identify this rapid because you are obviously committed to the gorge below after running it.

photo mike goglin//kayaker jakub sedivy

cinco tazas photo mike goglin//kayaker jakub sedivy

The last rapid before committing to El Garganta del Diablo. There is a potential take out here on river left. photo mike goglin//kayaker jakub sedivy

The Caricoal (snail) There is about 30ft of vert here. Below this rapid you are closed in and completely committed. Down stream is a fifty foot long narrow slot rapid you will run. There is a possible take out further down on river left. A set of wooden steps.

If you choose to continue through the caricoal you have a few options. One is to take out at the steps on river left or continue on to the siete tazas. This rapid is diretly below a bridge below the steps.

Siete Tazas. Class III-IV. water gauge visual from the over look.

Put in: There is an obvious park entrance to the over look for the tazas. Hop the board walk fence and walk upstream for about ten min. There is a large rock kern here. make sure you save yourself some energy and find the correct put in. You will need ropes to get your boats down safely.
Take out: Taza over look. The take out is probably the most dangerous part of this run. Use ropes, teamwork, and extreme caution.
Description: This is a great section for beginner waterfallistas and those looking for good clean fun. The saltos are stupid fun and as clean as it gets.

Before you head to the river make sure you have an awesome roof rack.

the 1,000,000 photo of the siete tazas

This is the first water fall of siete tazas and Frans first waterfall ever!
photo gonzalo doerr//kayakista Fran

numero seis
photo Gonzo//kayakista Fran

Long Creek in Jauary!

2010-01-19T15:28:00.000-08:00

Howdy Fellow ScumBags,

This is my first post here on the TeamScum blog so i might as well introduce myself! My name is Arlyn and im a Van Dweller. My mom has come to terms with my lifestyle and preferred living method and has taken to calling me that over more common terms such as Dirtbag, Scumbag, Homeless, Derelict or Vagrant. I like to go kayaking and when im out on the river i usually bring my camera. Since this is my first post i figured i would give paddlers what they really want and that's carnage. Check out some of the action at this past Green Race.

In other news some Folks in Long Creek decided to race the Chattooga. I figured it would be a nice way to escape Asheville so i busted on out of town after school on Friday. Quite a few people made the hike down the hill to watch the race. Chris G ended up taking top honors but that packs were pretty tight. So close in fact that we got to see some folks boofing on top of those stuck in the hole at Soc em Dog.

That's Eli Helbert going off the Pad

Then Zach Dean boofing over somebody in the wrong spot.

The crew of Racers

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An unknown paddler setting safety at The Dog

FROZEN CREEKS

2010-01-17T15:09:00.000-08:00

Well it seems that I have been invited to participate on this blog as the token mountain biker. I'd like to introduce myself more as a member of the DSC or Dangerous Sports Club. I like fear. It is a great teacher. The skills that I acquire while facing my fears in sports I apply to love, life, and the resolution of my karma.

I found teamscum by a sticker that said "support soulful lifestyles". From that moment I was hooked. I sent some emails and some pics and became an honorary member. I won't bore you with too much blah blah, here's the cool shit I did recently to scare myself.

This is Sam's Branch coming off the backside of Sam's Knob about a week ago. The climb was about 1000' of elevation. We meandered over frozen pools and up small falls for about 2 miles until we got to the top. The final pitch was about 100' of verticle and near verticle. We free climbed (no ropes) the entire creek.

At moments on the falls, you could hear the water roaring underneath you, the ice gently vibrating. The ice was NC style, meaning thin and risky at times. There were many holes large enough to fall through to your death into the quickly moving water below.

At one point I did break through the ice on a flat pool area. Only one boot in the water and clutching a tree, I looked down to see pool was about 8' deep.

This is Winding Stair Gap. Its a road cut that freezes up near Franklin, with about 120' of pure verticle. This was my 1st time out there and my second lead climb. Fun and intense.

WINTER TRAINING

2010-01-17T14:30:00.001-08:00

UNOFFICIAL CHATTOOGA RACE 2010

2010-01-17T10:48:00.000-08:00

RIO NEVADO

2010-01-12T15:11:00.000-08:00

El Rio Nevado is a must run river while visiting the Pucon area. The river is short but sweet. I would recommend running it with someone familiar since there are a few tricky spots along the way and simply finding the put in and take out can be difficult. To find the river first take the road to Huife then head towards Lefincul when the road forks. Soon after the fork there is a bridge, after that a road off to the left. Follow this road to get to the put in. Water level, visual. Class V.

This is the put in. The take out is about 1 mile down the road through a little nook next to the road. Make sure you locate the correct take out above a very deep difficult gorge. The rapid here was run by the demshitz crew but i decided it was a bit gnarly for myself.

// the first rapid // photo:vallentine grollemund // paddler:mike goglin

// this is the 2nd rapid // photo: jakub sedivy // paddler:mira kodada

This is the fourth rapid. This is where the river gets tricky. It is a mandatory 30ftr that you can't see the bottom of or portage. I call it the reverse groove tube because it has a similar barrel to it. Just plug and go deep. Right above Vallentine is a very powerful hydraulic. The line is hard left. Below Val is a 20ft ledge. The line here is about 6ft off the left wall in a little nook. This will put you in an eddy on the left deep within an inescapable gorge. From here you will see a rapid on the right and a huge boulder on the left with just enough space to slip under. The rapid on the right is a portage due to wood.

// photo:mike goglin // paddler:vallentine grollemund

The portage -under the boulder to grandmothers house we go.

// photo:mike goglin // paddler:mira kodada

// photo:jakub sedivy // clown shoes:mike goglin, vallentine grollemund

Finish this portage and then do one more before the take out. Be carefull here, you want to portage right but the eddy can be very difficult to catch.The take out is river left immediatly belown the second portage or if your felling froggy a very big rapid lies just down stream. Consult the demshitz crew for further details

RIO TURBIO

2010-01-11T14:05:00.000-08:00

El Rio Turbio is about a ten minute drive outside the kayak mecca of Pucon Chile. Along with bearing an awesome similarity to my own title, the river is littered with great rapids. The river follows the path of Volcan Villaricas last eruption. This makes for a unique and sharp river bed.

the take out waterfall // photo: mira kodada // paddler: mike goglin

To get to the river start by heading east out of Pucon until you see a sign that reads El Cerduo. This is your turn up the river. If you cross the river on the highway you have gone too far. The dirt road will cross several little streams. Travel about 4 miles up the road until you reach a bridge. This is your take out.

put in // photo: mike goglin // paddler: jakub sedivy

The river generally runs after a good rain but can be run low. You can gauge the flow by walking 100 yards down stream to a 25ft falls. If the falls looks good, upstream should be too. Note that the rapid above the bridge looks boney but understand the river is more narrow higher up. You walk upstream on a 4x4 trail on river left and scout as you walk upstream. All the rapids are easily scoutable and easily portaged. The put in is an unmistakable split falls followed by one of the longest slides in Chile. The 30ftr at the top left of this slide is runnable but lands in a narrow and shallow pool.

photo: jakub sedivy // paddler: mike goglin

This run is mostly just stupid fun with an overall rating of IV-V.

FORUM BANTER

2009-12-13T08:04:00.000-08:00

We here at teamscum.com have taken an unconventional approach to marketing our goods and services. Since we are lacking all of the basic resources necessary to compete in todays marketplace, we generally let people know whats going on by posting in forums and sending out emails. This occasionally offends some people and we think that is awesome. Here is a recent response to one of our latest forum posts from Boatertalk.com:

from FlailingProbe, "and while we're at it do you really need to cover every fucking road sign or bathroom near every takout with your stickers?"

Thank you FlailingProbe for your insightful observations, and to answer your question, "Yes, yes we do."

you can view the details of this post at boatertalk.com

disgruntled xmas tree employees, live from ATL

2009-12-10T08:03:00.000-08:00

Even the dirtiest scumbags have to occasionally go out and get 'worky' jobs. Here is a second rate video montage from an undisclosed parking lot in ATL, dec 2009.

HAND PRINTED 'HAPPY HOLIDAZE' XMAS CARDS

2009-12-04T09:24:00.000-08:00

This year we decided to make up some up gift cards to go along with our Xmas Gift Bundles. We screenprinted 300 4x6 cards on recycled chipboard. Below are a few photos taken during the printing process.

It starts with a 12x6 piece of glitter spraypainted chipboard.

A quick squeegie swipe of black ink.

Voila!

If you would like one of these, just email your address to 3scumbags@teamscum.com and we'll send one your way. We also have a short supply of antFlake stickers, and if you would like a couple of these you'll have to send us a SASE to:

teamscum
172 highlands sq dr #127
hendersonville, nc 28792
usa, planet earth

HAPPY HOLIDAZE