Too good… Brian Price

photos by wade

Wade’s new pride and joy… If we get this shitbox workin’ you’ll be the first to see the footage.

I think a lot of people do it… Go through duty free… Buy a camera… Take shots out the window of the plane… Here’s some of ours.

Kendall’s goal in life is too find this place…

It makes for better reading when someone with a li’l credibility writes these things… Sorry, it aint the case, not today…

Wade was gonna get spiritual and write a poem to go with these photos but it never came to be… Poem or no poem the fucker can snap a photo, there’s enough spirit in these photos we dont need rhyming words… I spoke to him before he left, but it was kinda pointless, he was ready to roll… ‘Donny, i’ll take a heap of photos while im in Tahiti could be good for the site’… That was a week or two ago…

Wade just peeled out of the driveway and left a pile of shots sittin’ on my desktop… This will probably end up being the biggest photo post we have ever done… You usually get quality or quantity, when you get both… Why not?…

So here it is… Here they are… Here Wade was…

Bali shot the trip… Wade returned the favour.

Brother didn’t read the label…

must of been a Wednesday

The trip came to an end after a week of fun sized Teahupoo… Accomodation in Papeete

A door.

A hole in a door.

Junk through a hole in a door.

Wade got shit stuck to the sole of his thong… So he took a photo of it.

When you start getting into photography everything becomes a possible shot… Wade seen this exact frame moments before this shot but with transit smoke drifting through… By the time he got his camera out the shot was gone… Smoked!

Sammy Winter…

Fucks me how long it had been since I’d seen Sammy… Yonks… Not much had changed, he was still a shitbag, I was still a shitbag… He still said it how it was… ‘ya plankton’… still rolled out the jokes… ‘you smell like crackenomie’… still loved a lunch time counterie and was still thick as thieves with Karlos…

What had changed?… he’s grown a couple of feet, doesnt mind a durrie and while he is still scrapin by like most Aussie skaters he is in the process of cementing a spot in the world of skateboarding… More importantly he is makin a life out of what he loves… Something many of us should do.

What I have to say about skateboarding aint worth shit… fuck!… I push mong foot and if i was to string a run together it would be… fs ses, fs ses, ollie, fs ses… and so on.  Regardless of my lack of Skate smarts, style is style and when its put in front of you its plain to see… My point is Sammy’s got style, throw it in amongst a deep bag of tricks and he is a skateboarder worth watching…

Sammy rocked up at my joint a few weeks ago out of the blue… a bit of reminiscing later we were rollin at all the old spots trying to piece together ‘a day in the life’ kinda thing… It rained cats and dogs, my battery was cactus and all in all we just couldnt get our shit together… So our day got flagged and the call was made for a few beers back at my joint… few beers down Sammy mentioned his digicam was full up from his year of travels with DC and Cliche’… So insted of  ‘a day in the life ‘  We decided to throw down all best shots Sammy took of last year in what we affectionately named ‘A YEAR OF WINTER’…

So that was the year through the eyes of Sammy Winter… Pretty sure he has a ‘proper’ article in the latest Skaters Journal… But then again I could be way off… Anyhow it was good to catch up Winter… til next time ya bottom feeder.

With the world of Billabong in town for Summer ’09 range release the powers that be put it on the bar to congratulate Joel for taking out the Hawaiian Triple Crown… Things got pretty messy.

2008… What a year it was.

For me it was the best and worst year of my life… I lost my dad to cancer early in the year which was the hardest thing I have ever dealt with… 6 months later I married my girl of 8 years…

2008 was strange to say the least.

This is a collection of photos from throughout the year that was… The shots were taken all over the world from a few of the RV family… I was gonna put each shot in calendar order but I decided to leave them scattered…  Just like 2008 was.

Laurie got a full sleeve in 2008.

Lee had dreads?

Kendall and his girl got blind then rode a Zebra across a zebra crossing.

Chopes was still Chopes.

Wade took many amusing photos.

Reynolds continued to blow up.

Laurie continued to prank.

Em said ‘fork the world’

mother nature was in form…

L.J caught her in the act.

So she sent down the water… picnic table on the left.

No one BBQ’d for awhile.

The North Shore was still pretty straight forward… 

Brady fell in love,

Went to Mexico,

met a Mexican,

Had a few beers.

Took photos of things through gaps in cliffs… Arty

Flew to Hawaii…

Took off on the wave of his life.

but fell just short.

I drew weird pictures while sitting next to my dad in his last few days…

We moved back home into the house I grew up in… It looked like a brothel.

So we painted it.

Wade discovered islands… Then buried treasure on them.

Kendall and I cut and shot a few Billabong Brand Clips. Johnny and Robbie, Bali.

Joycey & Kenny got photos taken… Joycey had more taken than Kendall.

Kalen entertained the troops.

Wade wore sunnies at night.

Laurie got stranger.

Mad Willy got madder.

Mopeds were hired… Then crashed.

People went to market.

We felt the cold.

Claudio, Kenny & Johnny got excited… More than once.

Planes didnt fall from the sky… Qantas made an effort though.

I lie… Some did.

We got Hitched… My girl looked amazing.

As did the Bridesmaids. Shelly

We were still deadbones.

Conno, Kalen, Wade & Sterns enjoyed themselves.

As did Jamesy & Tony…

I forgot to take the rubbish out for a few months.

Translations were still lost.

Sterny got an ipod for his bday.

Sedz fell just short of qualifying… Its only a matter of time.

Havin’ fun was still a priority.

Hooper built a shed… Then had ‘shed parties’ whenever he had beer.

Silky got shitfaced.

the snow never fell.

Jared & Swann were still Jared & Swann

Aussies still played Touch on the North Shore.

Wade, Kalen & Eli did what they do…

Runamuk Visuals still made dodgy shit… Then took photos of it.

Wade bought a skateboard.

and posed with fans.

Funny things were said… Then laughed about.

The self portrait was more popular than ever.

My Dad Rest in Peace…

2008 was a year like no other and was the reason why I posted these photos, it’s probably not of any importance to most, but for myself and all the boys im sure they got a laugh or some emotion from the photos above. There is a lot of photos from last year throughout previous posts, some were much better than the ones above, but we try not to post the same shit twice…

Thanks to all the crew whose shots were used: Ben Challenor, Kendall, Wade, Luke Jeffries, Brades & Elle and my lovely wife Ana…

Anyhow that was 2008 through the eyes of RV… We hope you enjoy 2009.

I wont deny it… I almost pulled the pin…

It rained all day… Not just drizzle, proper downpour… I’m not sure what it is but every time an event like this is held in Noosa Mother Nature cracks the shits and opens up the gates. I’d given the night a 50/50 chance… maybe, maybe not… ‘I’m there… ahh fuck it, im stayin home’…

Then Mule and Yogs showed up, most wont know these 2 but to put it simply… What they say goes… If I had of said ‘nah, im just gonna cruise at home’ they would of dragged me and the couch all the way to the beer tent. So it was on and thank the powers that be I made it ’cause it was the best night i’ve had in years… We spent the first few hours in the beer tent kickin back listening to the earlier bands but Hatz Fitz had us bailing for the stage…

Hatz Fitz

Hatz Fitz & Itchy had set the night on fire… The damp vibe of the afternoon had dried up, all that was left were the smiles of hundreds that had gathered in front of the stage…

Swann & Jeffy

It was done, the vibe of the night had turned…

Then Marshall & the Fro showed up… Ive seen these guys live a handful of times and I am happy to say… you will struggle to see a better live band anywhere in this country… If you appreciate music for what it is and what it does for the world these guys will float your boat…

Marshall

Nick Fro

Jake Fro

During all the commotion this bloke sat quietly from start to finish painting a single piece that showcased the entire night, each and every performer found their place on this canvas… Pure genius.

Jeffy Curran is a good bloke, a great bloke… On top of being one of the good guys he is one of the most talented guitar players around…

”Yeah who isn’t? there’s more of those blokes than golden glove boxers!”

… Im not just throwin’ it out there to make the story sound good, the bloke is the freak of nature… Mother nature didnt set out to ruin the Great Noosa Campout she was there to get her son back.

I lived with Jeff in an old brick shitbox at the northern end of Sunshine Beach for a good part of a year… There wasn’t much good about the place apart from how close it was to the beach and how close Jeffy came to blowing the roof off each arvo. Jeffy’s talent is the reason he now stands beside one of the wildest female vocalists in the world… Dallas Frasca is a one of a kind… Kelly Slater heard her play a few years back and simply said ‘Dallas Frasca Rips’… There is no doubting the lady, she is a stomping, growling, roaring madwoman… An attractive yet fierce lady with Fire red locks, Bettlejuice sleeves and a voice that will rip ya jocks off… The night was rocking… Now it was all out madness

Jeffy Curran… Dallas’s Gentleman

Dallas

It rained hard, it rained for hours… Many left, many never came at all… But the ones that were there were as happy as pigs in mud…

the GREAT NOOSA CAMPOUT… Against all odds…

trouble…

The 3rd day of 2009 is set to be a cracker… Noosa has been crying out for something like this since I was a kid and it’s finally here… the GREAT NOOSA CAMPOUT is exacty what the names suggests… A massive gathering for people of all ages, shapes and sizes…Pitch ya tent, grab a beer and cruise about to the Live music that will be blaring from 2 stages. These 2 stages will house some of our country’s finest acts… Dallas Frasca & her gentleman (Jeffy Curran), Marshall & the Fro, Tijuana Cartel, our good mates from EVENBREAK, Mason Rack, Damien Robertson, the Blackwater Fever, Hatz Fitz & Itchy and the Mayor himself Mr Bob Abbott will be sending out the love… Im not talking these guys up for the sake of it, my ears have smiled and my thongs have tapped to all of these bands in the past, well Bob is an exception but I have heard he’s in fine form…

Camping, Beer and Live music… what else do you need?

But when the clock hits 12 look for the bigscreen… RV will take stage in the form of DONAVON FRANKENREITER ‘ALIVE IN TAHITI’ the first film off the Runamuk playlist and one of the first times the film will be played anywhere in the world… 40 minutes later ‘the CRAFT’ a short film showcasing the natural talent of DWAYNE PAENGA, shortboards, longboards, single fins, twin fins he will surf your front door if you want!… The OCCY tribute will follow and take you through the life of Mark Occhilupo, the wins the loses, the light and the dark of one of the most unique surfers of alltime… What comes next is what we here at RUNAMUK VISUALS are all about… the ‘RV RESURRECTION clip’ will be last and we guarantee you will be entertained… ’cause it is messed up.

From then til sunrise there will be a flow of movies I directed for Billabong… Soak it up ’cause we have to go back to work the next day.

To guarantee yourself a spot on the hill buy your tickets online now from www.moshtix.com.au or phone 1300 438 849

Or get to TEWANTIN TRAVEL, NOOSA JUNCTION NEWS or any RED SANDS store to buy one the old fashion way.

cheese ya graters

Wade dumped these photos on my computer yesterday… ‘there might be a few photos for the website’… Damn right there is… First up Snoop’n'Cube from earlier this year… Old news sure, doesnt change the fact that Snoop and Cube are two cool motherfuckers.

Snoop. So blazed the screens high.

Reppin’ a Brisbane Lions jersey…

 Wade croonin’ side stage with Snoops Female entourage…

‘Big fish in a small pond’

Im strugglin’ to cope with being home… You know after you get home from a trip,  wake up jet lag lingering in your mind and the thought of work crashes home… FUCK!… Anyhow I whinge too much, I should just man up and deal with it…?… Here is a pile of shots I snapped in our last few days in Thailand…

Trawling through one of the night markets I found this lil’ antique collectors shop… It was a hoarders paradise, reminded me of that shop that was run by those weird lil’ peasants in ‘the Labrynth’ I didnt buy anything… I’ve got more than enough pointless shit in my house as it is, nevertheless it was a rad lil shop.

The subway in Bangkok, my girls strolls by.

View from the skytrain.

This was at the WW2 cemetary, the bodies of 7000 Australian soldiers were buried here… Most of them were no older than 25.

The elevator maze of MBK, one of the biggest shopping centres in Bangkok… It was just a market with elevators.

The evening ritual….beer, ciggie and Ron Jeremy’s Bio… I thought my life was bumpin along fine then I read about this guys life… HEROIC.

So that’s Thailand through the squinty eyes of RUNAMUK VISUALS… I recommend the place to anyone… If you like buying things you’ll love it… If your a cheapskate you’ll love it more…If your’e a dirty old man short of some lovin you’ll never come home.

I’m hoping the Thailand posts didnt bore anyone out there… But it was either that or nothing…

Nothing works better than something.

the eyes of 12 hours Transit

Organized tours shit me… It’s all go go go, no time to kick back and take it all in…

This tour was an exception, the guide was a good bloke and eased the pain of a 2 hour bus ride with constant one liners and aussie interpretations.

The waterfalls were good, the whitewater rafting was better but riding elephants through the jungle was alltime… The best animal on the planet is my dog Arch, but if I could accommodate an elephant in the backyard Archie would have to share his bowl… Mellow as, just plodding along at their own speed eating whatever their trunks can reach… Riding on the back of ‘em I couldnt help but flicker through images of ‘animals gone wild’ shows, I dont think I was the only one… Instead it was a cruise.

Smokey the elephant guide managed to roll durries back to back from start to finish…commendable.

To finish off the day we headed into Patong for dinner, being a Friday night the town was alive… It was pissing down but alive nonetheless, the night prowlers were out in full force but it was passing by a cabaret restaurant that had me grabbing for my camera… Not sure what they’re called in Thailand but a bangchong’s a bangchong…

This is John… John likes to butter his bread on both sides and watching AFL.

This is Jim and Tony they also love the AFL… Jim follows the Cats, Tony the West coast eagles.

cheese ya grater…

DAY 2- PATONG

Now heres a place where a single bloke could get parra, stabbed and STD’d in an hour… The amount of dudes gettin’ round with Thai girls under their arms is fucked up… Good on ‘em dont get me wrong, im sure they’re havin a great time. Nevertheless, the few things I noticed in Patong were 1) Thai’s are twice the bootleggers the Balinese are 2) Morning price is the same anytime of day and 3) ‘fuck! hows that old bloke with the 4 young Thai girls’… Nah, like I said, good on em just hope they dont bust a tarp before they bust a nut.

‘Livin’ in the gutter lookin at the stars’

Since arriving I have been snappin’ shots of every pay phone I see… Every one is different… I like that, so when I get a collection of pay phone shots I’ll post em up… Yeah I know, every g-string’s different as well but pay phones are easier to shoot.

How’s the grom with the gun handjive…

After 6 hours of trawling the streets of Patong with a backpack, camerabag and my girls shopping add ons we ventured home in a Tuk-Tuk… Heres a shot out the side…

cheese ya grater…