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| knowskateboarding |
 Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2002 12:42 pm |
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Joined: 14 Nov 2001
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Location: Monster Island(NYC)
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There's nothing like flying down 5th Ave. between 42nd and the low 30's (one of the few "hills" in Manhattan) during rush hour in what I like to call the "yellow sea"(cabs), pushing as fast as I can possibly go and then passing inbetween buses on either side of me like a long, narrow, moving hallway. The drivers never see my face, just my back as I pass. But if they did they'd see a smile that very few people achieve. Then there's the occasional delivery truck that I'll grab onto(love those handles), the driver will see me in his mirror, look over at his friend and then step on the gas thinking he's gonna shake me. When he has to slow down for a car or light I give a little tug on the handle and give him a thumbs up as I pass to his surprise. My way of thanking him for not having to push.
Skating in the city is a style of skating within itself, weaving through cabs, people, potholes and missing bricks. You can't take your eye's off the street for a second. And that's hard with all the women here. This city has an energy unlike any I've ever experienced and once you're in that flow you wish it'd never end. No tricks(Trix are for kids), no contest, just pushing and carving. I have more fun now than when I was 18 and trying 360 flips for hours on end.
Since I'm stuck on this crazy little island having way too much fun. I want to know what your "There's nothing like..." skating stories are in your town. This thread is dedicated to the one thing that we love even more than a mint board......skating itself. And since we've got alot of the globe covered in here I want to know what it's like in those "Hard to reach" places. So represent and please start it with There's nothing like. And even though I've got tons of mint boards collecting dust, there's always that one right next to my door that does have wheels on it. I'm spreading urethane in a good way here. |
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| MasterPlan |
| Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2002 2:46 pm |
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Joined: 01 Jan 2002
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Location: SoCal
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There's nothing like getting a couple of old buddies together that you used to skate with back in the day (in my case "the day" is both the late '70's and mid '80's). You grab the SkateLab bowl on the mid-afternoon sesh and basically know that the entire bowl will be ours for the day. Then, you stand over the bowl staring at the lines, playing the whole run over in your head just before dropping in. You decide to try the hard move first because if you can stick it, then the rest of the run is like gravy. You drop in, hit the first wall, land the move better than you ever did as a kid, and hear the hoot and clicks coming from your buddies. Now that you are pumped, you play out the rest of the run with every bit of style and aggression as your 35 year-old body can muster. At the end of the run, you cruise up the first wall and casually kick the board out for one-handed grab with a grin from ear to ear. Then you step aside to let your buddies top your moves.
Sometimes, the best part about these sessions is in between runs when you are just kicking back for a few minutes trying to catch your breath and having those conversations with your buddies that are about everything and nothing at the same time. It's all about connections: to our past, to our lives now, to the time that has gone by, to how our families are growing and little skaters are beginning to emerge from our driveways. This really is the best time of our lives and I, for one, am thankful and remember it each time I get out there and skate.
[ This Message was edited by: masterplan on 2002-01-24 19:21 ] |
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| Hammerhead |
| Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2002 5:05 pm |
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Joined: 06 Oct 2001
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Location: Occupying Aztlan since 1963
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Know,
what the hell is this crap? Your swan song?
Don't you go dying on us now ya hear? |
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| Dolemite |
| Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2002 5:37 pm |
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Location: Massachusetts (USA)
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Damn skippy! That fast-paced stimulation weaving through a moving metropolis, skating and kickin back with good friends - you guys got the right idea!
Here are a few more....
For me there's nothing like:
Finding a large, lamp-lit parking lot or smooth stretch of road and carving it on a clear, cool night.
Putting together some makeshift ramp or obstacle that you would've never expected to be one of the most fun sessions ever.
Going so fast down a hill that it feels like the wind is blowing your soul out your chest. You have no choice but to ride it out and for an instant you feel like some naked hood ornament with it's head on fire!(Forgive me if that phrase has been used before, reading it back just sounds familiar) Anyway, it's at THAT point, that point when you're riding the fine line of utter fear and complete peace that I imagine what it's like to be in God's hands. Provided you don't wipe, it's also like falling in your dreams and waking before impact.
Speaking of dreams.... Skate dreams! (Though the confidence and fluidity in my subconscious sessions can get me dangerously stoked to the point of thinking I can actually pull the shit.)
Finally nailing that trick you've been working on forever and having a buddy around to witness it. Especially if that particular friend knows how long it's taken you.
Vice-cersa to the witness of a friend as well.
Finally nailing that trick you've been working on forever and NOT having anyone around.
Leaving you the opportunity to reenact Rocky without the embarrassment of on-lookers.
When you feel like you've purged every toxin in your body from a good sweaty skate and your senses seem at their peak.
A brand-SPANKIN new set up, all shiny, clean, tightened and oiled. Just ready and waiting to be broken in. Sometimes I lick the wheels.
Maybe I'm getting too carried away with this. I'll let someone else go now. Great subject. Didn't mean to blab away about 'em all.
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| Dolemite |
| Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2002 5:48 pm |
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Joined: 20 Oct 2001
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Location: Massachusetts (USA)
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Hammer,
You know you love it, you big sap.
Tap the sap! TAP THE SAP! Let it out Hammer.
A Jedi let's the Force FLOW through him... |
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| MasterPlan |
| Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2002 7:22 pm |
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Location: SoCal
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| Right on, Dolemite! C'mon Hammer---you've got one! |
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| merle720 |
| Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2002 12:03 am |
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Joined: 14 Jan 2002
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Location: Canada
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Hey,
Living in Canada, cold as fuck some times, just waiting to skate was great! Getting the brand new setup and putting it together, and looking out the window to see a foot of snow on the ground, just waiting to go flip some wood on the street, maybe having a garrage session was great too. But finaly getting to ride on the first dry spring day was the best! It really gave me an appreation for skateboarding. |
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| slob-air |
| Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2002 1:09 am |
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| I hear that! The number of times we dug out the ramp, salted it to get the ice off and swept it repeatedly until it was clean and dry... was SO worth it. Even if it was blinding from the Sun glaring off the snow while we skated. |
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