Tropcamp 2014 Gallery

It's August, it sure feels like November, and we go through this summer one rain storm to the other. Well, at Tropcamp the weather doesn't matter, it's a little ecosystem, with an East German flair, where between one million runs, skate sessions, camping, grilling and mingling with the homies, you can literally forget the concept of planning ahead. All you need is there, all you like is cheap.

This year, again, Tropcamp was a hoot. Whatever bizarre weather, in the dom the lights were shining from 10:00 till 21:00 and moods couldn't be higher. And so what if that homie back home is on a indonesian surfing / over sea road trip / italian delicatesse vacation. Here we feel in the right place at the right time. 

Words by Martina Jole Moro
Shots by Franz Ortlepp

The dome looks like a hangar from the Stalin era. Yet, thanks to bad isolation, SAZ lands his shredplane in the softest slush. We told you this place was epic!!


Butsch always finds the weirdest gaps! Hang in there homie!

Robert Butscher again with a stinky fish straight from the fridge!
Jo clears the  flat rail with a proper FS Board grindMarco Rinke stackin' that footy!Homies skatin' that ramp all night long until they passed outSAZ reppin' the East German shredosphereJoggel with some gap to down madness. Since the snow is so damn slushy you could basically pass out on a rail without getting hurt.The poor ramp was torn to pieces by the boss himself, Christian KrauseChristian Kirsch's got some lean!Kaktus painted this in a moment of peace. It does not quite resemble the debauchery at Tropcamp yet it's pretty lovely.Thanks KaktusBack on 'em beers as a warm up for the hangover shred!Someone had to clean this mess up the other day. Luckily it was not usIn the end everything that was not nailed down was committed to the flames. Burning Man the East German way.