Saturday, May 15, 2010

The Heart is a Lonely Hunter

This is the title of one of Mica's favorite books. I have never read it, and in all honesty, I probably never will. But for some reason the title has always sort of stayed with me and struck a chord of some sort. The idea of being a lonely hunter entered my mind today when I arrived at a totally empty skatepark at noon on a warm, dry Saturday. I couldn't even bring myself to ride it. Partly out of the fear of wrecking and knocking myself out with no one around, but also because I just felt no desire to do this alone. I like having friends there.

I mean, look at this...


It was a little depressing until Adam got there...then Tim got there...and then we went to Bigfoot.

Adam tables the hip...

Tim rides my bike while waiting for his tube patch to dry. I was zoomed way out, but I liked the vastness of things here...

Tim is always ready to party. Always.

Adam cranks out a turndown like a damn man over the last biggie in the eight-pack. Then he engaged in jello shots or some shit. I don't even...


Worth noting here that Mica's hair looked really nice today. Just sayin'...

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Garrett vs. the Volcano

I got Garrett a day earlier than normal this week, which meant that when I woke up Sunday morning, I had a friend to go to the park with. He was pretty siked about going once he realized what I was actually talking about.

"Can I grind this?" is probably the most asked question by Garrett besides, "Can I have some apple juice?" Yes G, you can grind the hell out of that...


The impetus for the title. This picture said so much...but the funnier thing to me was Garrett's demand that he get into the bowl to ride it.


When we got back, Garrett had a power banana and about 3 glasses of chocolate milk. This gave him the power to go out back and ride the dirt. GOTTA FIX THE LIP FIRST, DAD.


He even had the technique down. *slap and smooth*

Gotta make that backside hold up!


He just looks the part. I'll get you a new hat, buddy. Dang dog.