Related Photos: Brazil's Sugarloaf

Blame it on Rio, her name is Rio, at the Copa, the girl from Ipanema, Sepultura’s Chaos A.D, Bobby Burnquist, BBQ and beach babes with beautiful backyards… Hmmm where could I be? This blast of blinding South American imagery may bring to mind one of this continent’s greatest countries (or some bad mix at the local discotheque) – big, bold and beefy Brazil. That’s right baby and you better believe it. Now here’s the kicker, we’re down here in Rio at the first ever Latin American X Games Qualifier where the women (and unfortunately some men) wear thongs and action sports have their own industry with plenty of their own international heros.

Sandro and Fabiola, usually they win it, now they're bathing in it - gold.

So here’s the scene, two bad ass Brazilians a couple of cameras and The Loaf. Now you may loaf around your house, eat a loaf of bread, slip on your favorite loafers or perhaps even call your little brother a “buttloaf.” But today I had the pleasure of joining two of Brazil’s finest, correction the world’s finest, action sports athletes, Sandro Dias and Fabiola da Silva, on a spectacular journey to what us Americanos call Sugarloaf. The Pao De Açúcar, or Bread of Sugar to the gringos in the group, is this amazing spire of a mountain-top right smack dab in the middle of Rio. You get there in a massive futuro looking tramcar that takes you to the top of this 396 meter molehill for one of the most amazing views of one of the world’s most beautiful cities. Watch out though cuz every tourist in Rio seems to be drawn to this place like your eyes to that new Reef Calendar.

Brazilian futuro transport device.

It was crazy cruising around pretending that we were tourists as people recognized Sandro and Fabiola and we followed them around with a gang load of digital cameras that you probably can’t even get here yet. We did have some good cloaking techniques however with our tall bodies, pinkish white skin and fancy English talk, so I think to the normal passerby we were definitely tourists, but good looking ones that were having more fun than them. In fact it seemed like this little “who’s having more fun” tourist competition between us and the fat German men who were hitting on every dark skinned woman in sight. So we made fun of them and talked about the beautiful place we were all so lucky to be in and bought some overpriced Guarana sodas and took a bunch of pretty pictures. Check out all the fine photos from our little journey, then pick your jaw up off the floor.

How Loafley.

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Brazil's Sugarloaf

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