Heavy Metal Parking Lot meets A&W parking lot. Clearwater, B.C.
The Clearwater Shell / A&W hybrid gas station this past weekend was a vision of absolute chaos; a scene pulled straight from some Michael Moore-ish film documenting mass consumerism and the behaviour of frenzied gasoline-hoarding mobs and their compulsion to stockpile bags of chips and flats of water.
Taking a bite of my Spicy Guacamole Teen Burger, I gazed out across the parking lot and amidst a flock of Japanese tourists and a posse of faux-hawk sporting yuppies taking their labradoodle for a shit, spotted this guy, Lee, fuelling up his bike at Pump 6. Simultaneously smoking a Marlboro, he looked like he’d just survived the Apocalypse, although as I soon found out, had crafted his look simply by riding from Whistler to Halifax, and now back. We hung out. Talked about skateboarding and people we both know around Vancouver. It may not always be true but the most terrifying looking people up here are often the friendliest. Follow Lee on Instagram HERE.