Step the game up.

I got some love from least/most this week, which stoked me the hell out. I think Tim might have popped a little. Then today I got an email from BMX legend Kelly Baker telling me that he read almost my entire blog...so if Mr. Baker is down then I feel pretty good.

Skatepark session today! I took a lot of pics, but two I really liked a lot...both of Adam. Even though he's got a girlfriend that is waaaay to into firearms for my liking, I am okay with Mr. Haynes.

Hip table from a different angle. I typically shoot the same angles at the park, so I tried some different stuff today.


Then I busted out the commander mode on the flash. The sky abides.


Kids! Anna and Garrett got their bike on this past Sunday. Check out Anna's grips. This is where my old T1's go to die...


Garrett is still obsessed with Aaron Ross. To the point where he brushed his teeth because I told him Aaron does. Thankfully, Mr Ross confirmed this for me.


Yes sir!

Stripped and strangled.

My stem bolts stripped out, which if I had one complaint about the Fly stem it is that it looks...fragile. And it kinda is. If T-1 could get that stem out and about, I'd be happy. As it is, I am thinking that I will just put this Fit stem on that is sitting here. Ugh. I have such conflicted feelings about that company.

Bah.

Shot photos yesterday at Bigfoot and several came out pretty sweet. Jon is forever bitching about his lack of pictures, so here you go, Harter.




Adam was the genesis of my stem issues because he agreed to swap out forks with me. Then...boom. His girlfriend gave me the inside poop on some actual dirt, so some is forgiven.


He managed to get a wallride to table, and even almost killed me on one attempt. It was worth it.


Birthday boy. Tim Lewis was the impetus for going to the jumps, so here he is. Speedy wallrides with Harter lurking...fun times...


Then...the best picture I think I have ever taken...

My hands smell like bleach and brownies.

I just cleaned the bathroom with bleach, then figured my hands must be pretty clean since I had them in bleach, so I grabbed a brownie and ate it. So far, no ill effects. Sweet.

I've been taking pictures at a bit of a clip lately, but have not really felt motivated to develop and post. And when I say develop, I mean "adjust color balance and resize". Garrett has really taken to wearing his Yankees hat, and was made aware this morning that the Yanks started 2010 with a loss to the Sox. This is the way things go at times. He'll never know the joys of the curse...man...that was some funny shit. Red Sox fans were at least tolerable when they couldn't win. Hahaha.

So yeah, pictures...yes. Some dudes from MIA were up here last week, and were clearly better than the rest of us. My excuse is that I am old. No one else has one. Step it up, boys.

Chris from Miami threw a truck over the spine I think on his second actual attempt.


Adam from the same south Florida area tossed the bars up this bank while serving as a double for Tony Hamlin. No idea if he has a poop obsession.


Biggs is not from south Florida, but he kept up. I had the camera sitting in my lap when I snapped this at random. I liked the way it came out...


I went to Bigfoot the other day (not ripping skin off of my body on this trip) and got some pics in before it got too dark. Tim Lewis has such a good style...easily one of my favorite riders to watch flow something.


Garrett is about ready to step up to something with pedals. He wrecks on purpose and says, "that was a bad idea." Sometimes he throws his bike and says, "I'M AARON ROSS!"


Serious kids are serious.