Missed out on the session the day before, not enough time, too much to do. Randy and a couple heads were in town from New Orleans, met by a friend from CO. Big crew with Joe, Craig, Court, Jesse, Dickborg and I, so we kept it to a permission: Adam's. But good goddam, that sun was so bad it was super hard to see; the deep end faces west. I took a couple runs but mostly jawed, while others ripped. Randy got box then started doing tricks in the shallow. With some time left and the sun still bright, we decided to boogie. Above: Evidence at Adam's is almost 6 years old.
Randy, fsbs in the shallow at Adam's.
Facing a scorching sun, we hit the standby power line pool. Civilians were lurking in the alley, including a neighbor, but they didn't give a shit, and watched us when we started skating. Evidence at the power line is also about 6 years old.
So, uh, yeah... switching between phone and camera has proven to yield some not-so-great results, as this late shot of Randy's fsg proves...
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