Showing posts with label skatepark. Show all posts
Showing posts with label skatepark. Show all posts

Monday, May 19, 2008

Crucial Barbeque-Scalzi Park


Whew! I'm back from our trip to California. I've got plenty of stories and even more photos. So I'm a bit back-logged, but I'll try and get things up this week.

Moving on...Dateline: Sunday, May 18th. Skateboards. Burgers. Brews. (& sodas for the kids) Here are a few pictures from the barbeque in Scalzi Park. A great morning skate session followed by burgers and hot dogs. Thanks to everyone who provided the food. Sato is the man, that goes without saying.


Roxy and Spike-skatepugs. Roxy is the one on the...ah hell, even I can't even tell which one is which any more.


An overview shot of the festivities. I learned a valuable lesson from watching some hessians that were grilling next to us. You don't need a spatula--A crushed beer can on a stick will suffice.

Memo to the city of Stamford: Is there any landscaping money in the budget? These fields/picnic grounds look like absolute garbage! Normally, I just make a beeline from my car to the skatepark, but yesterday I finally realized the grounds themselves kinda looks like crap.


And a few skate pictures for good measure. Todd and Ben, frontside and backside grinds, respectivedly.


And one more quick note: I am please to announce that I will be working on yet another music video for the Boardlord's new CD release, "Wax Museum". We're going to shoot this week. I'll keep you posted, but I don't want to give too much away. Not just yet.

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Touching the Void

It was like the Space Race of the 50's and 60's yesterday. The challenge? To hit coping in the deep end of Scalzi Skatepark.

Dave P set it off with a killer backside grind. Although you can't see his face in the picture, I assure you it's him.

Come to think of it, you can't see anyone's face. Hey, can we get a photographer that can frame up a shot here? (Kidding of course)

After Dave hit his mark, I tried unsuccessfully for about 10 times. No luck, but damn, I came close.


Meanwhile, Sato has always been able to hit consistant frontside grinds in the same pocket, making my attempts look quite pathetic.
To the layman: That's an 11' deep pool. Frontside = Sick!

Photos by PDA