Evidence LVI: a week of shredding

Sure, more blagging, and now you get a week's worth of the shred in one fell swoop. Started off the skate week at the Cowtown ramp. Drove 40 minutes in shitty traffice to watch Dixon work for 25 minutes, then skate for 10. Came back the next day and did pretty much the same thing.

If you forget your board, don't worry there's one at the ramp for you.

Dixon's creepy backyard.

With a Q-pipe tighter than a nun's...

Hitz and some of the Creature boys in town to shred. Took 'em to a small one for some grinders.

Luis got one too.

Then to Adam's. Why not?

Capt. Jack Sparrow made it over the stairs the hard way in three tries.

Next day it was back to another local lovely, Hitz rolled in first try.

Sparrow FSG.

Luis tailslide, you know, the kind with your hand.

Then back to Adam's again, Hitz shallow end grinder.

Style for days on Luis' R'n'R. 

Junior got some too.

Luis' first death box grind, here on film.

Went back to Cowtown ramp for a third time in the week, but no photos. It's a mini-ramp. In the immortal words of Pat Quirke: "This isn't mini-ramp dust!" I guess it's not really Pool dust either.