The anniversary of Cory's death

A couple days ago was the anniversary of the death of my good friend Cory Hall. I woke up thinking about him, it took me a few hours to realize the significance of the day. It was spent in the only way I know how to honor him, seeking adventure with a good friend. I used to think that if I died doing what I loved then, it would be ok, and now-one would be truly affected: I was wrong. Be careful out there. Here's some never before seen footage of me and cory in India