A few friends and I rented a cabin in Wasaga for a few days this past week. February isn't my normal beach season, but sometimes you gotta live life on the edge, you know? Like some sort of cabin-renting Batman. But not as rich, talented or in/famous as Batman. I have less people actively trying to kill me, I think.
Yeah, I know that the first couple pictures cut over into the sidebar, so instead of actually fixing the problem, I just switched the pictures around a bit so the type would fall into relatively empty space. If you would like a hi-res version of any image, just email me at newton.webster@gmail.com
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Excellent day for some drifting, don't you say? |
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ONLY IF IT'S TOKYO DRIFTING! |
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But isn't that dangerous? You wouldn't want to crash your car, I mean, you just washed it. |
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I WON'T. |
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HEY WATCHTHISGUYS- |
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You boys need outta that there ditch? |
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WHOOPS. |
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Primary Colours |
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Just over the next horizon. |
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All of his dreams realized, Dusty was the tallest. |
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RUN Chris RUN! |
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The Jaws of the Earth. |
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If only you could see how hollow it was underneath him. He couldn't |
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Just ice and dirt, baby. |
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The sun burned my exposed lens on the last shot, now all of my pictures look like this. Not really. It's a vignette. This is my Wasaga Postcard. Send it to yourself from me if you want one. |
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Most of these were about volleyball size. |
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Forever Alone. |
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Must have been a hell of an idea. |
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Rainbow ice |
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Every time I look at this ice chunk, it looks like a dog lying down in the water. |
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Good to be home. Even briefly. |
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We may have spent half an afternoon throwing these into the water. |
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It's ugly blown up this much, but I wanted to show you all the little bubbles throughout the ice. |
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Anti-Cali |