Knee problems had me keeping it on the down low for a little while, hence the lack of much evidence. That being said, still cruised around the Cowtown Ramp a few times, trying to get some shred going. Got a couple cell phone photos of some brand nubians, and Thursday was the appointed day. The crew was gathered, and yet once again we found ourselves waiting for the Dickman. An executive decision came down: Jesse, Hoss and me would bucket the aquapool, and meet Court and Dickborg at the second. The previous day's storm left a few inches of clean rainwater and spackled dust on the pools, and a little work is all it takes to have some fun.
The evidence continues to mount.
Dickborg in the second one. Jesse, Hoss and I bailed the first and took a few runs, but those guys were anxious to get to the second one since they'd already skated aquapool. I hadn't so I skated the whole time and took no photos. Don't have a sad -- we went back!
Jesse powers through pool #2.
Court lays it down.
Back to aquapool with the light fading, Dickborg get's a FSG.
Skipped the evidence the first time, got it on the second go 'round.
Hoss find the abrupt ending to the line over the ladder.
Dickborg goes rat-a-tat-tat with a fontside grinder on the gnartile.
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