Bum Report v.2

The Second leg of our current project is underway and with more burps than a mongolian family reunion feast. Sometimes it feels like we have never done big adventures before. We have instilled a new general rule, plan for the worst and then plan for worse than that. I stay awake wondering how did the dudes before us do the real exploring without half the gear we have in our dirty bleeding hands? The only solution i can barely reach with my shivering whiskey soaked brain is they were many thick layers more badass then us. But we are here and we have been on a river side base camp for about a month. We have taken out the AEG iron and are attempting to flatten out the wrinkles of this thing the invincible psychos call fishing but us mortals call steelheading. 2 of us have literally shit there pants but i cant name names because justin and tim would probably be embarrassed. We are now in one piece for the most part and hope to make a great film. We are all clocked in to the greatest part of our job. Life is looking cold, sharp, and brilliant.