WORDS AND PHOTOS BY BRIAN PERRY
4/12/03

Luke over the bump. CLICK FOR PHOTO GALLERY

Glen (Jones), Bill (Morgan), and Luke (Hunt) pulled up in a used cop car so I grabbed my board and camera and away we went. The ride was pretty quick except for the occasional anal discharges. Luke is a pretty happy guy anyway but you should see him after he rips ass. But it wasn't all his fault. On the way we managed to find the shittiest Mexican restaurant we could find where he somehow shoved a full pound burrito chased by some mammoth taco salad and topped it with some ice cream cookie deal. I seriously felt sorry for his stomach.

Anyway, we eventually reached our destination. It was odd that a small town like this could have a large, free, outdoor, cement skatepark. How did this happen? Then suddenly I just didn't care. We all got out and started cruising around to get a feel for the place. We were warned about the coping (that it's kinda non-existent) but it wasn't all that big a deal. The bowls were a bit tighter than they look in photos but certainly manageable. There was a good variety of ledges and banks as well as the multi-shaped bowls. Lots of transfer possibilities but some get kinda hairy. But it's a rad place. It's fun to get out of town and skate something new.

After an hour or so Wayne, his girl and Elijah showed up and put on a good show. There were some funny locals hanging around just watching that were getting into it. Wayne has become a gambling man. Every time he'd miss a trick he'd bet whoever was in ear shot five bucks if he didn't make the next one. There was a nice handrail there and, not to sound cocky but, I was killing it. Elijah was so impressed that he suggested I start exclusively skating rails. The thing is that the rail was about a foot tall down two steps but Elijah was so faded that in his mind it was huge. By the end of the session Bill and Glen were doing doubles, Luke and Wayne were hitting double transfers going in opposite directions and Elijah was carving the crap out of the park. Then we all ate steak, fucked some local chics and spraypainted our names all over the nice new concrete. Wayne took a shit on a picnic table and afterwards a bunch of rollerbladers wanted his autograph. It was pretty awesome.

I'm keeping this short because

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