[Broadway Bomb 2013] – Saturday – BBQ

After a half hour sprint, everyone needs some fuel. Best part is when your exhausted body has to work another 4 miles to get to that fuel, so our trek towards the BBQ began.

Naturally, we weren’t alone and cruised past Bikes N Boards’ Andy, who managed to mess up his foot right before the bomb and had to be on foot the rest of the weekend, and whom I’d properly meet later on.

I couldn’t resist snapping some pics of the Brooklynscape either.

Water break about halfway was an absolute must too, especially with headwind lagging our arrival.

And finally we made it to the fun madness-

Yet another public service announcement by Ian.

And then the sweet, sweet food-

REY burgers to go with your trucks anyone?

DB boards had a little demo display set up in the grass-

And people were bustin tricks in the basketball court as usual-

And of course the New York’s finest since this was a legal and legitimate after-event

Race naturally wasn’t without some casualties this year either-

And some creative threads were rocked-

Giveaways occurred with the crowds resembling seagulls-

And plenty of usual costumes were worn, since Bomb is skaters’ early Halloween like Comic Con is for us geeks

The mysterious Samurai was there with his Bombin board deco that I saw the night before-

Saw a Flexdex Fat Daddy used right-

And then, unfortunately, BBQ got broken up due to kids climbing the fences of the basketball court, so the afterparties began much earlier than expected. So I set sail once again towards the usual deli across the highway overpass.

Next up, Saturday, the Afterparty.


[Broadway Bomb 2013] – Saturday – The Race

First half of the day including the race was really rough thanks to the booze-a-palooza I had the night before. I barely glued myself off the bed, got ready, threw myself into the subway to hopefully make it to the race…

I surfaced at Times Square, dashed outside, and started skating down Broadway in hopes of catching one of the schools of racers. For the first minute or so, I was out of luck and worried a bit, but after another glance behind they surely appeared. Now it was time to do foot and camera work.

The rest of this was as fun as last year’s race, although I missed the beginning madness. Everyone was pushing hard just to get to the finish.

Chicks and dudes, all sorts of boards imaginable, incredible stoke and plenty of shralp.

Bomb is truly the best event on the east coast that brings all kinds of skaters together to do whatever they want to do. Race, cruise, hang out, its all up to you with this one. A real skate festival that promotes our culture, wrestles with the traffic laws, and gets on the local news every year.

Some of the spectators can be just as ballsy as us skaters, though given the nature of the event I would advise against some of these kinda moves-

All of us have plenty to worry about without people jumping out into our path just to take some cellphone pictures, but publicity is publicity I suppose.

Didn’t quite have to dodge any busses and trucks this year, and best of all the 5-0 was trying to help things finish after their failure at the starting line.

Finish line was bustling and everyone was taking a breather before doing another 4 miles to the BBQ.

Crazy dudes with Pennies. I love those little things, but for the madness that is the Bomb and having a camera out a about it can be a very poor choice of a deck.

There’s Waldo.

And now for another highlight of the weekend- Evolve powered board:

This crazy thing can apparently last a good few hours on battery and sport a whopping 20mph on flat ground! If the price wasn’t an arm and a leg, I would definitely consider something like it for a proper commuting machine.

And then came the time for a grueling 4 mile stretch to the BBQ that was not fun after half-springing about 6 miles down the ‘way.

Next up, Saturday, BBQ.

[Broadway Bomb 2013] – Friday

Last year’s bomb coverage, in case you missed it.

Better late than never, I suppose; and this will be one helluva long story, so here we go:

-Friday, October 9th 2013 – Longboard Loft. ~5PM-

Things kicked off in the afternoon at the Loft with an all-day chill, skate, and contest sessions. I rolled in around 5 to pre-game for the pre-party at *Uncle Funky’s later in the evening. Things were beginning to slowly wind down given that nightly events were all 21+ and youngins were beginning to turn in slowly. I grazed the very end of the hippie jump and the last bits of daylight.

I promptly hopped across the street to hang by the Loft itself and meet some new faces. Stoke for the race was definitely in the air, as was the wait for the official pre-party. I happened to park up next to the lot in the right side of the picture above and conversation leaned towards my Freebomb setup. As I was getting to the middle of my Surf-Rodz story, that came off as poor customer service until the end, no other than Wayne himself presented me with his business card and a welcome to contact him if anything similar happened in the future. Pretty damn rad and random to just bump into the owner of a very prominent precision truck brand just like that. He recognized my board too, since I linked it to SZ’s Facebook page and was featured in one of their post. Couldn’t resist asking for a shot with my deck either-

Next up were a couple of Pork Slaps at Lucky Jack’s next door.

After that I talked to Anvil Longboards and really enjoyed their integrated, motion-activated light system to help stay more visible while skating in the dark-

The kicktail looked very unique and fresh as well, which actually drew me in initially.

Loft was poppin with a usual prize draw and after taking a few snaps, I headed onwards to Funky’s for the real party.

-Friday, October 9th 2013 – Uncle Funky’s. 7PM-

Usual suspects were posted by the entrance and mild skating was happening around. Things were definitely about to get on the way, but little did I know just how gnarly the party was going to be.

Unknown to me then, I met Roberto who would later on become a new friend and a skate partner after the race on the way to the BBQ.

It was awesome seeing another guy rock one of my home boy’s very first setup by the book- Gravity Hypercarve with Gullwing Sidewinders. Visually sluggish, yet practically nimble longer kind of setup.

I ran into Toxic Surf Jim right away and it was great catching up for a few minutes before heading in. Got a fresh vinyl sticker to add to my deck’s belly and keep reppin his brand.

I went ahead inside to find a good parking spot for my plank before things became crowded. Seeing Jeff always makes my day, and he was already busy dishing out refreshments when I got inside.

Party was well under way despite it still being pretty early for a Friday night, but it sure beat waiting on people to start showing up.

It really didn’t take long for everything to become seriously poppin, to a point where re-surfacing turned into a slow moving line, haha.

Kristen, Noel, and Billy (whom I would properly meet the next day) were hanging outside, working the door, and keeping commotion to a minimum to avoid getting the shenanigans broken up by the 5-0.

On one of my fresh air trips, I bumped into REY Trucks themselves, and their setups put a huge smile on my face-

You don’t really see Kracked Skulls decks out on the streets of the east coast all that often, nor do you really see GBomb brackets/Illuminati complete. KS M1 was my very, very first board and the sentimental value in seeing more on the streets is huge for me. GBomb brackets were a crucial part in my latest build, and they too are just as rare of a sight out in the wild. 2 birds with one stone, perfectly done, REY Trucks!

Sooner than later, the outside was probably more packed than the inside of the party-

And the night would not be complete without our keynote speakers on the race the following morning-

Now, the funniest thing of the evening was selling 2 jacks to some random business suits for a generous offer of $8.

The next day’s Samurai skater had a very rad Bomb planted on the nose of his deck, pretty creative and appropriate-

After I barely survived the onslaught of awesome beverages, I decided to wobble my way towards home via Williamsburg detour to close out some bars and call it a very, late night that I would partially regret the next morning due to my inability to get up.

Next up- Saturday, the Race.

Disco Isn’t Dead

SkateDC.org‘s occasional Disco Skate night. Weather kind of crapped on our parade, but even then we had a pretty fun night and roads dried off not to long after we started.

Full album here.

Battery powered music rig with a rotating disco ball, and a bunch of us bladers hauling through U Street.

And a little bit of live action-

Going NinXsjado

Broke out my “powerblade” aka urban freeskate setup Xsjados and really didn’t enjoy how rough the ride was on Undercover 80mm 85A wheels from the Powerblading LE kit. Felt almost exactly like my M1 board with 86A freeride wheels and I didn’t set up a more comfy pair of blades to be totally hard and rattly.

So my spare set of wheels from Rollerblade Fusion X3 seemed like it would be perfect given they’re still 80mm in size, but 80A hardness. And going by my cruiser board with 78A wheels, I was right. Now, my Xsjados look and feel more their part.


Sample Daily Route in Tokyo [The Filler Series]

Wake up before noon, grab couple ‘giri’s from sleven, crush a smoke or two, and get gone on a board.


And thats with whatever bits of map were cached before I left and with a prayer that the route doesn’t get eaten and I’ll have to guess and check by hand where the hell I was going. Usually these went well though. One thing I’d do differently now is take more pictures along the course to help outline it better, but that’s definitely for next time I’m in town.






Quite a few great snowboarding shops in this area. Certain bits and pieces kinda surprised me, all things considered.








Here, the fork in the road kinda got me a little bit, so I took a minute to refuel and figure out my bearing.











And this brings us to Harajuku and hence forth.

So this is how I get to know a new area. This is my style of tourism. I know I’m most likely of the very few who does it solely via skating and I love it so. If this wasn’t intense enough, try blading roughly the same route with some of the hills out here….

Motherland Facelift

So after starring in this little article, I’ve been thinking about creating a relatively unique, but not straight-up cosplay character to be able to do more gigs like that and avoid any copyright infringements. Wouldn’t want to imply a certain company endorsements of some others through the use of their licenses characters nor walk around in public in blatant cosplay, since that does piss off the hardcore community as well as normal people to some degree. So, what do?

My supposed original character was just my natural side- a Russian. Being caught off guard after my casual trip to Hitachinaka, I didn’t quite nail that classic look down on the first try…

But I did speak in Russian for the video portions to make myself authentic despite my awkward getup. Having some Vodka with me, helped salvage the situation a bit as well-

After taking a trip back home and keeping this in the back of my mind, I got some proper supplies. And finally, as of past Friday, the new and proper look is more or less complete- with a very personal touch to it as well.

Santa Cruz Jessee AK-47 Deck

Part of my next big project as well as some real and awkward street steez. Should’ve bought one of these earlier, but better late than completely out of stock. Setup is, in proper style as well: 7/8 bolts all around, no brand Churchill PK trucks, Penny wheels in my personal fave colors, Rollerblade SG9 abec-9 bearings borrowed from my X9 freestyle frames, and scrapes of clear grip until I get my hands on more.
JesseeAK47 (1)

And the finished product-
JesseeAK47 (2)

JesseeAK47 (3)

JesseeAK47 (4)

JesseeAK47 (5)

Warning sticker is perhaps the best part about this thing. The other is how awkward it is to try and turn left and how especially awkward it is thanks to my ultra-compact stance.

Cast vs Precision Trucks

After this little tweak, I really noticed the difference in general build precision between cast and CNC aluminum trucks. All of my casts reduced, but never lost bushing squeaks just like in my little video. The bushing seats will bind the bushing even slightly no matter what. My Surf-Rodz RKPs on the other hand became completely silent.

Is this something worth spending $50-250 more for the average consumer? Probably not, but its an interesting observation regardless. Another reason I decided to write a bit about this was the never-ending debate by average consumers (non-competitive racers, since they were pretty much the reason for precision industry) and the difference between the two types not being worth the money.


Walk? As if.

So going to a friend’s place from my car, with a whole 12-pack, and down a hill- why walk? Rolled up to an intersection just like that. Sat at the red light. Pushed myself across just like that and kept on rolling. I think a few bystanders laughed their asses off seeing me.