Words: T. Bird
Photos: Jeff Patterson
Last year, in my intro, I emphasized the fact that Canada might be my favorite country in the world, for myriad reasons. Well, let me follow up in my second year of covering the Burton Canadian Open Prsented by MINI with an exponentiated sentiment of fondness for our neighbor to the north. You see, my friend Preston Strout and I are staying at a hotel directly across the street from Canada Olympic Park (COP), and when we’re done working every night, the shuttles have stopped running. Therefore, we’ve been catching rides home with random locals after the events. Tonight, we got a ride with two young kids named Jordan and Alex. Both had a hunk of chew jammed into their lower lip. We got to talking. Alex had just gotten back from San Diego, and when I asked him where exactly he was in San Diego, he said, “Well, I don’t quite remember, hey? I was just down there getting’ boiled, and all the streets have Mexican names. Too may fuckin’ Mexican names to recall.”
Yeah, I love Canada. These people make me laugh.
I also love Canada because every year, the Canadian Open plays host to some of the best competition riding in North America. The vibe, the scene, and the snowboarding are pretty much next-level, and today’s pipe finals were no different.