our Story

Curious about how we came to be? Bear with me, this might be take a while to read.

My name is Jason. I was born in Australia and after living there for about 5 years, me and my family moved to the Philippines. This is where I got to experience fighting spiders, living on a farm, lots of outdoor activities, and the culture. I really wouldn’t trade that for anything. One of my favorite times there was going camping by the lake. It was the first time I caught a fish and the first time I slept under the stars. I’ll never forget those memories.

When I arrived here in California in 2000, I was 13 years old and was amazed at how different it was here. I was filled with excitement for all the possibilities of my new surroundings and also sadness from leaving all my friends and everything I knew behind. We came here to take care of my grandparents and also to be around my aunts and uncles. Life was great, but I remember not really fitting in too well at first and I became more introverted for a while. My neighbor became my good friend and him and his family took me on my first off-road experience with some ATV’s and dirt bikes. It was a feeling I never felt before and I loved it. A few years later I got into what I thought was the next best thing, motorcycles. I loved tinkering with bikes and riding them so much that it consumed most of my time and eventually became what I did for work. I would buy and sell bikes and I was also super involved in the local riding community. After 5 or 6 years of this I already had a few friends be taken away by riding and slowly but surely, my passion for riding street bikes waned a little bit. It wasn’t much later that Koda came into my life and everything changed.

Growing up I’ve always been around dogs. I love them. I never had one to take care of by myself though. Towards my late 20’s, I felt that it might be a good time to get a pup. That’s when Koda came into the picture.

Koda was the runt of the litter and the owner didn’t want him anymore. I noticed he was a bit lethargic and it turned out he was very sick. A super expensive vet visit later, he was cured and recovered into a personality I didn’t see when I first met him. He’s still that way today, loud and full of life. As a pup, he was impossible to take care of. Everything I told him not to do, he did it and then some. He would run away every chance he got. It wasn’t long until I started taking him to work with me everyday and slowly but surely he started sticking around. He’s still got a long way to go, but honestly, I couldn’t imagine another dog to call my best bud. We go everywhere together and we have so much more to explore. As I’m writing this, I’m dealing with a brain injury and recovery has been extremely slow. I’m hoping to recover sooner than later to get back out there and continue doing what we love.