What do you want to be when you grow up?

When I'm 35 with a wife and a child, I want to be able to shred just as hard and just as often as my buddy.

Next time some dude gives you that age old excuse, "Well I had to quit because I got a girlfriend/job." you can call them out for half-stepping because Mr. Jamie Jeffery does it all and then some as seen below in his new video part.

Nosegrind.

Bluntslide to fakie.

Feeble jump-over.

Thanks for the inspiration dawg!

A weekend in the Armpit

Somehow the stars aligned properly and I managed to get a Friday to Sunday streak off while the weather cooperated at the same time. I thought of no better place to take advantage of such an event than a good ol' city called Windsor. I headed down late Thursday night and immediately the next morning some insane shredding ensued until sundown on Sunday. These type of weekends are few and far between but damn, when they happen, you know it's good.

These cats!

Crossed into Detroit for the day and met up

with none other than Mr. Bohl! He showed us

this wicked authentic Mexican joint too.

Ending a day in Detroit with some beans, rice

and flautas. Amazing!

Back to spot checking. Hill checking out a death

pit.

More spots...

Rigged something up...look at the smile on this

guy's face.

Another spot check...

If you've ever been to the Plantus' residence

you'll know this face as soon as you start driving

away.

Mikey ain't bad at art either!

Gotta love it!

Home Land

First off, all apologies to everyone that may have been expecting constant updates from the road while the gang and I were in Florida. Believe me, I had every intention of doing so but eventually getting back to the hotel at 10pm and updating your blog becomes a little low on the priority list. Things like food, beer and sleep usually take over. That being the case, I'm cramming this post full of photo goodies and stories from the road. Enjoy!

Jamie got a little broke off at this spot...

Then Hugo barged Jamie's session.

"Oh maaaan I want an epic hero shot too!"

These jerks barged our session at the brick

quarter pipes. Look close!

Bow Digga, feeble stall.

Checkerboard spot in Atlanta.

Why is this here? Epic spots.

Hilliard, light test.

Jamie, kinky 5050 on a filmer board

downtown Miami.

Jamie, epic face.

Mikey, more epic spots.

Dan Ray, 5050.

Hugo, wallie over....

but not before he threw some gang signs.

Mitch "That's Gang Related" Pryma, 5050

past the curb.

A sad, sad man named Sonny

that we met at the spot. Hopefully

he's still alive right now.

Hugo on the hunt for some crocs while we

stopped in 'gator country.

Some cool trees by a spot we were skating.

Spring break? More like SPRING FRANK!

Yes that is Mitch Pryma.

Downtown Miami at night.

A young gunner(seriously) having some fun

on my board.

I shot this timelapse on our drive from

Windsor to Florida beginning with frigid snow

and ending up in the beautiful sunny weather.

Untitled from will j on Vimeo.

Attack of the Slack

It seems like the burn out has hit everyone as the end of the season draws near, myself included. The next time you see a blog post it might be mid-winter in some southern state.

A somewhat chilly Michigan weekend.

Ben, frontside bigspin.

The weekend after and much nicer.

Jamie, nollie heel to fakie.

And the weekend after that.

Beaster, backside 5-0.

Byron's got a nice front board.

Tyler at the fat stack.

Kinda over it, and out.

The End is Near!

It's a heart break and a fact that all skateboarders have to face when September swings around. Yes, the end of the season is near. No longer can we count on every day being a sunny, warm and being able to skate without lights and a generator until 9:30 in the evening. The plus side to all of this is that when it is sunny it's the most perfect time for skating. A light sweater for protection just incase you do happen to get roughed up all the while remaining comfortable and not sweating buckets...ah yes, perfection. Below is a good example of a perfect fall weekend: sunny and perfection temperatures.

Peekabo....

It's Beaster! Caballerial.

Met up with Tyler O'Grady and he wanted to

huck at some stair case switch stance. I obliged.

Put your hands in the air, it's Sunday and

sunny!

Mitch got down with

a noseslide.

Jamie backed him up going switch-footed.

There were a few minute kinks to be worked

out.

Jesse, front lip.

"The Dark and Sad side of

Christopher Quick" coming to

a theatre near you!

On Point

It always seems like long weekends suddenly sneak up on us skateboarders and plans to get some solid shredding done never actually see the light of day -until this past weekend. What better a crew to make it happen with the often-ten-deep-or-more Windsor guys. Shred sticks with their respectful owners came from all over -Oshawa, Windsor, Orangeville and myself, Kitchener. Even after nights of heavy partying we were all somehow coordinated enough to beat mother nature as she rained off and on every couple hours and would throw in heavy wind storms here and there. No holds were barred when it came to skating spots. If someone had something in mind we made it happen regardless of distance...within reason of course. One day we were even out and skating by 9:30 in the morning. That's some serious dedication when it comes to talking about skateboarders!

Warm up spot, Vanderhoof. It was probably

around 10:30am when we shot this which meant

we had already been shredding for an hour.

Jesse, 5050 ollie past the curb.

Jamie, boardslide with ease.

Over the course of the weekend we couldn't

tell whether the rain meant packing up or

just waiting it out.

We waited it out.

Mikey, front blunt to fakie.

Andrew lent us the bungee for the day.

Deadly fun indeed. Mikey Plantus isn't ever

allowed to be near one of these things again.

I can only imagine what you're thinking right

now.

Jesse hitting it backside.

Dillon, Dy-lon, Pilon, hardflip.

Over and out.

Until....next weekend?