Its been way too long since I've been back to the mile high city where I went to art school. Met up with some good doods and Nick Lyons (AKA White Nick) took me out to the best ramp I've skated. It was like a skatenerd playground with extensions, rounded corners into sketchy skinnies, a swingin' rope, smooth painted pool coping all the way around and free beer-nice touch. Apparently Jeff, Charlie and the dudes were just finishing it up that day and we all took first runs. Thanks doods.
It snowed so things got a bit weird. Basement wall jam skating complete with wigs, fox tails, crossbows and of course...beer. Luckily the guns didn't make an appearance, they just hung out in the corner.
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This is Tack, he's named after Tack "the cack" from the
Stoned Age. I lived with him off and on for 5 years. Almost lost him due to a tumor 1/3 the size of his chest, luckily it was removed and he's recovering well.
Showing up just in time became the theme for the trip. After a big snow, Adam Walczak, White Nick and I went to meet up with Cotton, Marco and some other doods clearing out a bowl at the Sheridan park. They were just finishing up a lot of shoveling and drying so again, we got first runs.
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