Saturday afternoon, good day for some shredding, Hoss, Craig and I head out while others dismantle and move the Cowtown Ramp, and prepare for the exodus from the Foundry. Walking down the alley to this Anthony gem, Hoss find some interesting reading material.
Anthony needed a little clean up... Good thing we forgot a broom and there was broken glass everywhere.
And Craig gets it, BSG.
And so does Hoss. This pool is pretty high profile, we were kicke dout by cops once, but since they didn't take anyone's names we figured we still have a few more chances. Still -- dogs barking, huge gaps in the chain link fence, high profile situation, so we booked after 15 minutes. Got our grinds though.
This time the pool got some evidence...
The view from the stairs...
My Spidey Sense tingled on the way to the Anthony, but it was a bogus model pool, pebble tech, with a bunch of shit and water in it. Not a rip.
After the Anthony, we were in scope mode. Some of these are lived in, some aren't as good as they appear, but just a little taste to let those out of town know that in Phoenix you can pick a spot, drive around, enhance your search with Gargle Earth, and come up with a bunch of pools in 10 minutes...
Then we hit the Burn Victim again. Cops rolled by... again. This time we were spooked, so we bagged it and checked the pool next door.
It's got some potential...
View from the stiars -- hard to see, but it's a Blue Haven logo rip off from a company call "Pool Land."
Back to the Foundry for one of the last bonfires -- a tradition after skating, and Court usually supplies the peanuts. The book met its fiery end, photo Hoss.
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