I was really fortunate in the days before I left in that I got to see/talk to most of my friends that I’ll miss most. CliffnKyle are the exception, as our NYE plans kind of fell through, but I still got to have some contact with both on the phone or on facebook. I got to see Corey and all the other skater kids at the LU park for my big last session. My parents took me out for dinner the same night. The previous night we drank at Clay St… after making Nate and Cullen promise to abide by ground rules.. Josh and I talked about the whole last year, RBP, Lotus Hand, not moving at all since Denver then we watched the video clips from our recording trip to Pennsylvania and the early practices- which had so much energy. I think we both feel kind of betrayed about that whole thing- there was so much talk, so much hype. It felt like we had the energy that a band that’s gonna make it has to have. It was just fun and exciting!
We ended up leaving a day late, because Greg had some family thing, and I was rushing to have everything ready anyways. There was a pretty good amount of snow in West Virginia, which didn’t change until at least the Western half of Utah. The GPS took us some terrible backwoods way which probably added 2 hours to our 7-hour drive.
It was at least 11 by the time we got to Dav’s. that didn’t stop us from watching several episodes of a PBS series about the expansion into the west, and Craigslist Joe. As soon as we walked into the door we were bombarded with awesome food, in usual Dav fashion, which was great because the 1 and a half butter-covered breadsticks I ate at a hole-in-the-wall pizza place in middle-of-knowehere, WV was not cutting it. We had a lot of good conversations, and Greg (who I was kind of nervous about having a bad time) loved it. It sucked we had to leave the next morning (Dav still held onto us until 11..) but it felt like we had been there for a couple full days with all the food we’d eaten and conversations we had.
We drove straight to Denver, which was about 24 hours, with our stops and driver-switches. I’d never really talked to Greg much- I’d seen him randomly in Denver and Jacksonville, as well as around Lynchburg, and in a couple Denver shop videos- but never really talked. It kind of surprised me, because he was so much like me and josh- just a traveler skater music guy. We had hour after hour of good conversations until it got late enough to take turns trying to sleep. I had the driving shift when the sun came up, which is my least favorite thing in the world, and by the time we actually got within 200 miles of Denver, our shifts had gone from 6 hours to 2, and on our last switch we both slept for 30 minutes.
Pretty much from Columbus to Denver it was just flat, snow-covered plains as far as the horizon. This makes Denver even more exciting because it’s the first mountains- the first change in scenery since West Virginia. About 100 miles out, the first glimpse of the Rockies starts to appear on the horizon. FINALLY!