Moved back to where i grew up and am skating in the same small neighborhood i was when i was learning to drop off sidewalks. Im out there in the middle of the street doing endless boardslides on the flat bar and a couple of separate old, old timers walked by and said something like “you’re still doing this after all these years, huh?” Kind of trip moving back to skate the same streets, in front of the same neighbors that i was like 27 years ago. Shit, the city has left the same cracks and gaps in the pavement that have always been there.
Anyways, was doing the boardslide routine, choppijg it up with the neighbors and hooked my dog up to the harness and ripped a mile on the cruiser thru the park a few houses down.
Its a real cool feeling to be content skating in front of the house some days. Feels like an old friend and new beginning