There comes a time, when the tide is just not right, and there is an incredible itch for radicalness that just MUST be scratched, that you simply need to kick the fins off your favorite Murder Machine and head for the hills for a little bit of ShrubShreddin’!! Luckily, we happened to run into one of the planets premier Freestyle Foliage experts Brendan “BushBaron” Buckley, and witness what we can only describe as an indescribable session of his shrub shredding prowess. Believe me ladies and gentlemen, this kid knows a lot about bush….

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He took us on a 16 mile hike, barefoot mind you, to one of his top secret spots….

To illustrate the level of gnar possessed by the BushBaron, this is how he warms up, by charging down this monstrous and potentially deadly BEAST of a dirt wave. This is like the Waimea of this discipline folks…

Being the absolute, hands down BEST at what you do does not come free; the current consensus is that there are already a total of 665 gallons of the BushBaron’s blood in these hills. Here, he is adding the last drips to gallon 666….

The BB don’t mess around with weak ass chop hops in the water. He sure as hell won’t be bustin’ no jive ass crop hops in the bush….

Being a world class Hedge Hunter, an accomplished Slave Raver, an orthopedic surgeon, and regular volunteer at the O’Reily Institute for Diarrhea Research doesn’t take away from what the Bush Baron is at the core,……a Patriot.

The man has one simple dream, to jump off the edge of the world, into the universe’s biggest and baddest bush, wherever that may be. Maybe it is where the horizon lies, maybe it can only be found within. Whichever path he decides to take, the Baron of Bush will remain a legend, and myth amongst men….Viva el Pinche Baron

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