Category Archives: May 2012
In the early ’90s The Guch was killing it. He was one of the leaders of the freestyle/jib movement coming out of Big Bear. He became the first rider for Volcom and held down a top spot on the Burton team. Then, in ’95 he moved to Jackson Hole, Wyoming. His sponsors thought he was dropping off the map so they promptly cut him and he disappeared from the public eye. That’s often the misfortune of visionary people: sometimes they’re a little too far ahead of the curve. But what The Guch realized is that he didn’t really know anything about mountains. Even though he was shredding slopes around the world, somehow the terrain he ended up riding always seemed the same. For him, leaving SoCal and embedding himself in Jackson and the surrounding Teton Range was the only way to truly progress. Taking a cue from street skaters who constantly scavenge cities for new spots or surfers who travel to find new waves, he set out to explore new backcountry terrain. And, well, we know how the whole backcountry thing turned out—a generation of pros have built their careers finding spots and filming in the middle of nowhere. Meanwhile, The Guch has been quietly pushing forward, until at age 38 he’s breaking into the spotlight once again.
Top Photo: The Guch in New Zealand by Scott Sullivan
I’ve been playing guitar, mostly electric, since I was 11 years old. Every once in a while, I look for something new to try. It turns out that the very day that I looked at 3 string blues sticks at L&M would be the day I would hear about Cigar Box Guitars and Craig Williams. I knew I didn’t buy the blues stick for a reason! Craig was that reason! I ordered a box right way which turned into a budding musical friendship and inspired the following interview. Also note that 17000 of the Alan Lomax recordings are now available online.
The two-word term simply known as ‘The Grind’ has become synonymous with long days searching for terrain, swinging the shovel and chucking oneself in the pursuit of building snowboarding video parts. Given the constraints of a single winter season window, the necessity to go out day after day and take advantage of everything Mother Nature has to offer is the rule, thus creating a five-month ritual of many days on, few days off.
I can’t stop picking my nose. I try to keep my finger out of there, but if I leave it alone for three minutes it just fills up with the city’s residue all over again. I’ve been in massive developing cities before: Lima, Mexico City, Shenzhen, Hanoi…but this? This is crazy. This is New Delhi.