So much has happened since last summer, but comic across some of these shots just left me reminiscing once again. Lots of first times and first encounters with peeps I hang around (as best I can across 4 states).
First time I took my board upstate and got to shred the crazy jungle. First time I heard of Broadway Bomb, though missed the practice run that morning. First time I learned of and by the end of the whole weekend joined the Shralpers’ Union. First time I found Uncle Funky’s Boards. First time I tried any sort of race on a board (Governor’s Island 1/4 mile), where sadly one of our mates Luke broke his arm, but came out to the new location after getting a cast. Real trooper.
And perhaps the only weekend I’ve spent with one of my good friends I met that time.