Endless Grid team

I stole this from Art Jackson's facebook page. Fucking classic.

If I only had the will.

This ramp is in downtown Greensboro. I have had numerous offers to schralp it, but I just can't muster the want. Maybe a few runs will get the blood flowing again. Who knows.

NEW BOARD

I bought a new skateboard. The first one I have purchased out of a shop in a long, long time. It has a big piece of weed on the bottom. Weird. After the helpful skateshop employee in Columbus gripped it for me, I felt compelled to take a picture of it with my cell phone. Even weirder. I am old now.

FoodLion Skatepark

Many years ago, Many beards ago the Food Lion skatepark in Asheville was new and exciting. A handful of us took to the 12 foot deep concrete bowl. 

Salad days (Second Helping). Photo's by Victro.

Still going strong

Old Babies

In between Beards. Not yet fat. Best shoes ever.

The Sarge commands 

Backyard Schralpping

Of the many houses that I have lived in over the years of my life, 3 of them have had mini-ramps in the backyard. This one was the biggest. I had it for about 2 years before it turned to rotten wood. Here, Kevbo Henderso locks into one of his classic high speed frontside grinders. Kevbo skated this ramp more then I did. For Shame.

During its creation, snow covers the trannies.

Skate Party USA

Mark it down as one of the things I miss, a summer night party / skate seesh. On numerous occasions we had parties at the house with a possible band, a full on session, and good friends drinkin' in the night. Some came to skate, others to get wasted. Oh the good times.

 Natty Dread Rampage over here

early photobomb

 A man apart

Bo "Hair"rington

Golden Gate

For years, Golden Gate shopping center in Greensboro harbored one of the most awesomist skate spots ever. In the center of the parking lot stood a lonely photo mat that offered a banked handicap ramp which  lent itself to numerous lofty ollies. It is Golden Gate that Darnel claims it's the first time he ever saw/met me. I had long green hair. We sessioned GG for hours upon hours. Boards were broken, Legs were broken, Ego's were broken. For me, one of the best feelings in the world was hurling myself down that parking lot, setting up for the bank, and then cranking a straight up floater through the summer air. 

Color Sessh

Color this time. Advancements in technology. This shit lives on as one of my best memories of being alive. There was never any question when we moved into the house as to whether or not we should build a ramp. We simply walked through claiming rooms then right out the back door to survey the grounds. I can't wait for time travel to go public. I'm going back here.

1. I believe this to be a backside disaster with some sort of flipper thrown in somewheres. I'm sure that I landed it. 

2. Victro huckin' a lofty floater

3. Stannnn going backside ollie. Growing some wings.

awww, so sad, so mad. Sulking.

 

1. Zooms with the ape hangers

2. Hobby lookin' on. That damn porch looks like a deer stand. I still can't believe that peterson lived on the back porch for several months.

Shants and the boys. Who wants to start this band?

I wish I were an Oscar Meyer Wiener

Once upon a time the Oscar Meyer Wiener Mobile came to town and a handful of us came out to protest their blatant cover up passing off Lips and Assholes as food to the poor and oblivious masses. Someone must make a stand. But first, let me take the borrowed pig outfit and session this ramp for a sec. Claude Van Stan dons the coveted moment at chez Dick St. while Tucker snaps off a few gems of the past.

Photos by B. Tucker.

B&W Sessh.

Black and White Session. This must of been around 1994. We had a sweet 12' wide, 4' tall mini in our back yard that got schralpped daily.  At one point someone not from our house named the ramp, "Creeping Death". With the first layer on the ramp being a really flimsy aluminum sheeting, I can understand why. This set of photo's is just a glimpse of many photo's to come of our crew that used to skate it. These are my brothers . These are my friends.

Rico Suave 

Backside Ollie VJB

Stanimal. A fixture at the house that rocks. Yes that is a bedroom on the porch, what of it?

Frontside Smith VJB

ZDB gearing for a throwdown. Speaker in the window, probably pumping out something emo.

When someone asks you what a backside floater looks like, direct them to this photo. Stanimal Chin huckin' a lofty backside ollie. I miss it.

Don't be fooled by my fancy footwork, I have been known to land way sketchier tricks. This I believe was a 5-0 to fakie failure. One of many. I was distracted by the Faulkner graffiti.