Pimpin' product and working for the man

Greetings from the high mountians of Colorado. I'm still at work finishing event reports. The new job is quite a change from playing in the dirt. Weekdays consists of driving the F350 diesel to denver over terrible roads, sending event reports to corporate(ass bags), and trying to learn how to work a computer (not looking promising). Weekends are at differnet resorts all over the country. We promote many different products and it looks like I will get to see many new places. The Perks: Free pass to vail, get to ski all over the country, pay is not too bad. The Dumps: Working for the man, office work, price of rent. I'm still couch surfing at weasel's place; i think his roommates are getting sick of me. I clogged the toilet today and left it...... no plunger. Going to look at a place this evening, 11 migrant mexicans live there, rent is cheap but I'm not sure about being in a house where I'm the only leagal citizen. I already miss the sluts, booze, rawness and debauchery the passion dishes in spades, everyone is so politically correct in the high country. Girls don't like me here but if I ever talk to one i'll let everyone know. I hope hugh and ed are still alive. Long live the Passion

Doug Dale









Doug Dale

First pictures

Jim is a litttle skeptical of the airline food. He will be in for a shock when we are eating llama off a dirt floor.

This is a bad photo from a cemetary where all rich families are burried in BA. Eva Peron was burried here and then her body was stolen but apparantly its back now.

This little guy we met in the BA zoo. At first i thought he was the smallest deer i have ever seen. But now i suspect he was some sort of cross between a deer, a rabbit, and a rat. Regardless these little things were just running around the zoo like squierrels.

This is me standing in the middle of the widest streat in the world. It is something like 18 lanes wide. Also in the background you can see the Obelisk which looks exactyl like the washington monument. Two seconds after Jim took this picture of me we were heckled by a car full of teenagers
This is an alter to some guy named Saint Jesus. This whole church was covered in solid gold.

The toilets are backwards here.

After a eleven hour plane ride we finaly landed in Buenos Aires. Niether Jim or I really slept on the plane becuase one, we were pretty uncomfortable, and two I think both of us were realizing what lay ahead of us. Upon landing we navigated the bus systems and made it to a hostel that fortunatley Jim´s girlfriend made us reserve in advance. We basicly just slept and went on a little walk that first day. The hostel was a little mangy but more or less quiet and safe. We really didnt know how good we had it. The next day it really hit us that we had nothing planned and knew how to do nothing down there. This last fact was exacerbated by the fact that we both knew very little spanish. Our hostel didnt have any room for us the next day so we made reservations at another hostel we found online that looked like it had room and was super cheap. When we got there it was a zoo. No one spoke good english and there were no locks on anything except the front door where all you had to do was ring a bell to get in. Upon returning at night the zoo had turned into a full on rave. Every variety of eurotrash was present. We attempted to hit the sack at around 1 am but encountered little success. There was music going non stop and people randomly coming into our room screeming in different languages and turning off and on the lights. After that experience we wisened up and started to realize how to do things a little better. Instead of booking online hostels which most hostels dont even have a way of checking we just walked around going into hotels and hostels comparing prices. In an hour we had a hotel room with two beds a bathroom and a tv for 12 dollars per person a night which is only a few dollars more than a hostel. Most of our time in Buenos Aires has been spent figuring out how things work. When we are not looking for accomodations we spent most of the time checking out the sights like old churches and eva peron statues. Most importantly though the past few days have been great for getting our feet wet and preparing for further adventure. Tommorow we are heading down the coast to Bahia Blanca which we picked becuase it sounds cool but were told that it is actually not very interesting. I guess we will see when we get there.

Joel's Will

Hopefully this blog can become the hub for all that is club passion related. If you were/are CP member please send me an email and i will get you set up so you can post on this blog. I want to be kept up to date on things like the custom license plate that i ordered phil before i left town. My email is Jsb_101@yahoo.com .

I sent out my will via email a week ago but would like to make it officail by posting it on the club passion blog:

If i die while i am insouth america i want doug to have my scooter so hewill always remember how bad he ripped me off bygetting me to buy it. hopefully this will savethousands of people from being douged in the future. I leave my zipps to ben horan becuase he needs themthe most. i leave my sram rival groupset to jeffbecause he likes cool things like sram compententry. I leave the my major jake frame and extras to brendanbecuase im sure he could turn it into some wicked dealfor him on ebay. I know i have made this requestbefore but i will make it again. I want BTO's takingcare of buisness played at my funeral. If i dosurvive i will hopefully have spent some time in abrazilian prison where i plan on pumping alot of ironand practicing jiu-jitsu to make me into the most badass bar fighter in missoula.

I am also attaching a photo of my trip route so you guys can get an idea of where im going. The pictures is from my travel partner Jim.