Within 5 miles of the lavish, blonde and bronzed lifestyle of Malibu, is Marshall’s. I wasn’t really sure what to expect of a kid from Malibu, we have all seen the movie, and you all watched The Hills. Your girlfriends watch it right? Then here comes Marshall, in a mule, with his bike tied in the back of it, grinning ear to ear. Turns out Marshall rips and his work ethic shows in the shape of his trails. Strait and T Mac got comfortable quick and did just about every variation of tailwhip they could think of, with Tyler doing regular and opposite double whips, and a double whip train.
Marshall let us know that there was some DH down the road. When we asked if he was going to ride, he declined and took on the job of second angle. The downhill around there turned out to be sick, so we chased the light up the hill until it was gone. There were sunsets, a lot of arguing about nothing and 347 tailwhips, all and all it was a good Weekend at Marshall’s.