With mother nature becoming less and less of the harsh mistress she used to be a few familiar faces and myself have been dodging work hours to get out and do some skating. Nothing overly exciting here but have a look below for some fun.
I really need to watch what I say. A week or so
before I shot this I was talking an incredible
amount of shit on grass/dirt gaps. Ah well...
Scott, frontside heelflip.
Sam snacking out. Brought two cans of
spaghetti and a can opener to get things crackin'.
Who doesn't like a fresh strip of bondo?