166: MC5

I vividly remember when I was a kid and still skating. Whenever we'd find a new spot, perhaps a nice set of curbs, or maybe a new industrial park with a sweet bank, we'd hoard it amongst our little group. That new secret spot, was our secret, because we knew that if everyone heard about it, it's likely get busted or closed. Same thing went for finding a new mini ramp. If the kid's parent's realized how much traffic would be jumping their fence to trespass and ride their ramp, no way would they have let little Johnny Ripper build that ramp. Secret Squirrel type stuff...

I have to admit riding was like that for a bit. I remember when Elk Neck first opened up, hell even Middlerun in 1991, was like the magical secret spot. So Rad. It was exactly this same spirit that Buddy found a secret bouldering spot, really freaking local to us. Friday night after work we went and did a little exploring and freaking hit a gold mine. A few hours later as darkness ascended on our little group (Buddy, Rachael, Christian, Monkey and I), we walked out of the woods exhausted and exhilarated. I only freaked out once, but I look forward to getting another shot at actually finishing the problem and not having Rachael pulling me over the top out....

One thing I don't understand... I mean peace loving damn dirty hippies are supposed to love the environment right? I mean earth day everyday right? So why the fuck would you hike into the woods and on beautiful boulders, spray paint peace signs? I mean, perhaps they need to go back to dirty hippy school, but graffiti in nature kinda misses the whole point of being a damn dirty hippy right?

BTW been listening to a bunch of MC5 today. I think they might me be new favorite band. Especially the live stuff. So freaking good.

Fairhill Classic was today. Buddy the Keg Breaker, Rotten Rob, Potty Mount Princess, Eric E and I worked the expert/sport pool stop marshalling station today.

We DID NOT HAVE A BEER STOP. And this is clearly is not beer:

we make this look good:

Rotten and Buddy T. Kegbreaker test the water:

Perfect, and Pete agrees:
Kuhn Dog and Auer were battling on the trail, and splash fighting in the pool.

Big Bush cannonballed in:

Travis, rocking his first expert race, cools off and just wanted to know who the dude in the loin cloth holding his bike was:

Always wash your Peaches!!

Jimmy Z gets refreshed!!

International Man of Mystery, Les Leech double dipped, splashing down on the way in and the way out of South Park. Stay thirsty my friends, stay thirsty.

Nothing like a nice swim on a hot day!

Fergie gets into the act!

The Queen of Rock herself splashed down. I might note she was the only sport rider to splash down, I'm not saying sport riders take themselves too seriously, I'm just saying...

All Hail the Queen of FUCKING Rock! Yeah Anne Rock!!

Rotten and I reload...

People kept trying to grap our saftey devices:
way more of Rotten than you wanted to see.
respect.

faticus