FEATURING CODY KELLEY
Photos by Trevor Lyden
Hot off the heels of being crowned a World Champion at the inaugural Trophy of Nations in Finale Ligure, Cody Kelley hopped on a plane flying to the dark and ferny Pacific Northwest so we could join forces for a few days of filming. A wild week ensued jam packed with photoshoots, coffee, meet and greets with local rippers, classic Washington weather, and too many Wu-Tang Clan references.
Gloaming is a synonym of twilight or dusk. It comes from the Old English word for twilight, “glōm,” and the Gloam Season is upon us in the Pacific Northwest. The lengthy, warm days of summer have disappeared, replaced by a near permanent state of twilight. We delve deep into the woods, where legends, ghost and ghoul haunt the shadows. Sufficient lighting in the thick trees is hard to come by this time of year, but when you find it a magical world unfolds.
Disastrous might be too harsh of a word to describe our first day of filming, but it’s not far off from the truth. The weather channel would have deemed it “adverse conditions” and we took a beating. The “light drizzle” we expected overnight had been more of a downpour and the trails were just a bit wet…
That look says it all, “Wow, where’s the trail? All I see is this creek bed..”
Trail maintenance comes in all different forms. Ideally, it involves a big crew that tackles the whole trail in a few hours. In a pinch, it’s one lonely man tackling a puddle with the best stick he can find.
The first shot of what ended up being an unexpectedly short day. We had anticipated a long day of cold drizzle, but we hadn’t planned to fight thick fog, washed out trails, and piercing wind.
After a brief discussion and a quick shift in our collective mood, we decided to call it on the basis that our health and ability to perform our jobs was more important than pushing through and getting 30 seconds of film.
With Day 1 in the books, we decided to lick our wounds and head back to our Airbnb for a day of Netflix and warm food. Of the five people on location for the shoot, four of us wound up hitting the dirt and one of us went home with a mild case of hypothermia. The PNW won the first round, but we prepared for battle the next day with a ridiculous amount of cold weather gear and thermoses full of hot coffee.