No sticker, so evidence in the form of a patch?
The bad news is, we got to the pool and my camera is broken. It still takes photos, but the view screen in the back is fucked. So I can't see what I've shot, what the settings are, etc.
The pool we bucketed the other day was a tight little bitch. Sometimes they look so good, but really aren't. We pulled up to shred, but a sheriff down the road spooked us so we headed to a local watering hole for a quick brewski. Then back to the bowl 20 minutes later, where Hoss got his BSG.
Shitty photo (see broken camera section above...), but Joe Dirt got his FSG...
...and BSG in the shallow.
Then it was on to scope some more. Cool square down the street, shallow, looks workable and slippery. I wanna come back...
I've been diggin' the whole "when nature takes over" aspect to a lot of the derelict pools we see.
And this one takes the cake. Small swamp in the bowl? Overgrown everything? We lurked this one for a few, and then a nude dude appeared in the backyard. Dixon saw him, told Hoss to have a look, and Hoss got an eyeful of a full frontal. The guy looked like a caveman, and was either deaf or seriously mentally ill. We got the fuck outta there, in case he had a gun.
Weird one down the street, not skateable.
Shot from the alley... A Hispanic woman lived here, and she didn't speak English. I communicated best I could that we wanted to clean her pool, then skate it, but she wasn't buying it. Looked killer though, although you can't tell from this shitty photo.
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