Hello,
My name is Cody Pellerin and I was born and raised in Phoenix Arizona. What is there for a boy to do in Phoenix Arizona you ask? That is just the middle of the desert! There are cowboys, lizards, and tumbleweeds blowing around, right?

Well………

My parents and close family are all pretty extreme people. Anything from doing 120mph in a boat, to jumping a dirt bike 90 feet off the back of a sand dune in Southern California, to traveling somewhere in Mexico where no one speaks our language just to “hanging” out.

My parents put me in the water when I was 2 weeks old. I had one of those life jackets with the little head flap so my dome wouldn’t fall in the water and drown me. They later (about 3 or 4 years old) gave me a little blow up raft and threw me in the ocean and said “Paddle!!!!” About this same time my dad bought me my first dirt bike. It was a Yamaha Trizinger!!! I still remember it. It was black and yellow and I had a matching helmet. Every other week we would go to the dunes in Cali or to the Cinders in Northern Arizona and ride. I remember hanging on to those handle bars with every bit of strength I had chasing my dad thru trails, dunes, desert, and forest. I also remember hitting trees, trying to jump and wrecking, flying of ledges and wiping out. I would hit the ground, cry a bit, and do it again.

When I was about 5 my parents for some weird reason bought me some Hockey sticks. Still not really sure cause it was like 120 degrees out side. I later signed up for some house hockey leagues and was hooked. Playing 4 or 5 times a week.

By the time I was a young teenager I was on the water every week driving boats at 80 mph or faster, Jumping off 50 foot cliffs into the water, water skiing, knee boarding, going way to fast on dirt bikes, jumping my bicycle off ramps me and my brother built, playing competitive hockey with guys 5 years older then me, and traveling more then all my friends.

I remember being about 14 years old and going to places like Puerto Vallarta, Cabo San Lucas, and Mexico City. Traveling way out into the middle of the jungle and thinking, “We are never going to get out of here!” Eating foods I didn’t even know existed, seeing things that were new to my eyes, and doing things I never dreamed of.

Somewhere in the middle of all this my love for music was growing. Why? My oldest memories also have music playing in the background of my mind. I remember sitting around a campfire eating marsh mallows after a long day of riding, hanging out in the boat, sitting on the beach, staring another hockey player in the eyes at a face off and hearing bands like Van Halen, Motley Crew, Guns & Roses, Bon Jovi, Skid Row, and Metalica in the back ground. This stuff got my blood pumping!!!

When I was 14 my parents bought me a guitar, but there was a catch. As always if I was going to do something it had to be all or nothing. In my parents house half hearted attempts were not aloud. So the catch was if I got a guitar I would take music lessons. Which like everything else I enjoyed in my life went from something small to being a part of my lifestyle. I went from taking one 30 minute lesson a week to one 1 hour lesson a week along with music theory classes in school and being in a private music school with all college students. It seemed like over night I was out playing my college professors of music and I was 15!

I started a band….they broke up. I started another…..they broke up. By the time I was 18 I had played in about 20 different bands and played in every club in the valley. All of these bands lasted anywhere from 2 weeks to six months.

At the age of 19 I had just graduated high school and was trying to start another band. I had my eye on the drum skills of Jordan Messer who was 16. Somehow instead of me stealing him to join my band Jordan convinced me to check out something he was trying to get going. So Jordan, Adam, and I started what we all today know as Stellar Kart.

Somewhere in the middle of this great spaghetti puzzle is me, an extreme guy who for some reason likes bumps and bruises, a guy who travels and then travels some more just for fun. Everything I do is to the max. My wife wanted a Siberian husky so I bought her three! I wanted to be healthy so I work out all the time and eat well all the time. I wanted to see the world so I travel out of the country at least once a year and sometimes 2 or 3 times in a year with my wife. I have touched the soil of every state in our country including Alaska and Hawaii. With Stellar Kart we have played every major city in the Country and travel over seas.

Now that I have read this I guess I should take a break and try to relax a bit. But then again that wouldn’t be nearly as much fun…..right?