Warning: May contain dancing/singing to a song that prominently uses the word Booty.
Ryan takes us on a bikeride thru the windtunnel forrest. Do not watch if you have a queazy stomach.
Ryan tempts fate by recording a movie at night, from his bike, on the edge of a bridge.
Math is extra hard with an audience.
We encounter rain early in our travels. We could have taken this as an omen, but we thought of it as a free car wash instead.
The very northern end of California is a demilitarized zone built to keep those Oregon hippies from mingling with California hippies.
"What?"
Sean checks his equipment at Crater Lake. Nothing could be worse than taking scenic pictures with your lens cap on.
We said goodbye to the lake, the trees, and 50,000 of Ryan's now frozen braincells.
Displayed prominently in the tattoo shop. You know, just in case you weren't already scared of needles.
Zoom zoom.
In case you hadn't seen enough mad scientist material.
Ryan gives a shoutout to his homies.
As you can see, our return trip down the coast was full of pain and strife.
