I HAD A FUCKING MARE
and I shall elaborate on my absolute fucking mare of a time shortly but first there is the much more important need to express how stoked I am for a couple of riders.
First up, Mr Toby Newman. You have been getting more and more "on it" every skate. I feel like we've been pushing our skating for what is it, a year and a half now of bopeepin? and then now you have jumped into an entirely higher league of beastly skating. congratulations dude. it was rad to see you tanking around the final corner at C+B and a 4th place in a very tough junior division is superb.
Secondly, Mr Harry Phelps. You are a machine. Downhilling, bowls, ramps, techsliding, killing everything and enjoying it properly. And to get hooked up with Vandem is well deserved. Keep shredding and smiling dude! More good things are surely on the way.
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Ok so now im gonna elaborate on what I think im going to officially term as like... "wills massive great fucking mare" or "wills failtacular". So yeah... crash and burn.... signed up to freeride, heres what went down.
Rock up on saturday. To be honest, I just want to get on the hill and do the first drop, get a first slide in, because I know after that I can start having fun. And then theres so much waiting for stuff. Getting registered, tech inspection, aimless sitting around... I just want to go and skate.
Later on, I get in an uplift van because the "freeride morning" is starting. Some more standing, this time at the top of the hill. Eventually the crowd thins to my kind of level so I start off down the hill, put my first slide in and a couple more on the way down. All ok so far. Then going into carnage corner, I get overtaken by an inline dude. Im on the outside of him with little room, I have to slide for the corner, and I clip the guy. Takes him right out. I remember looking up for a second as I was sprawled out and just thinking if I were a better rider I could have avoided that with a footbrake. So that was a bit shit.
Cant really remember my second run, think it was fairly crap. Third run im pleased to only slide into the top corner and then just airbrake down to the second corner. my slide into the second is a pile of shit. But I get to the bottom and im fairly stoked on that. Fourth run my slide into the second corner I fuck up. Feel shit and then its lunch and race stuff afterwards. If I stick around I'll get one, maybe two runs in, the parents are getting twitchy from sitting around all day so we go off to eastbourne town.
Now I had one more lift down to peep. I look at the schedule. Im aware that freeriders get to freeride in any available room in the schedule, and looking at it, there is fek all room on sunday, so I elect to give that day a miss.
Im sitting in my house on sunday and it becomes clear there was a last minute change to the schedule and they done freerides ALL DAY. I can't recall a day when i've felt so shit. Sitting there, knowing I've missed out, all down to the luck that I dont seem to have with anything.
So went along to peep today, im able to get in on the first practice run. going down the hill, no matter what I do, I mess up every time I go to slide. Its my first run, so I just want to be able to slide, and I fuck up, every time. On the floor 3 or 4 times. I dont know what im doing wrong. And then almost at carnage corner, I suddenly get overtaken at like 40+ by some of the fast europe dudes. I was second last down, so im confused as hell by this. they were not at the top, where did they come from? And then after carnage corner, I hear something behind me, and in the end one of them mowed right into the back of me. I get up and ask if he's alright (haha) and for a while he was pissed off because I think he thought I was just some random dude on the hill not to do with the event, because I was attired in a hoody and jeans. He apologises later but its all good, I dont blame him for being pissed off when at the time in his mind there was something to be pissed off about.
But yeah anyway I get to the bottom more than a little battered in body and soul. Spend the rest of the day watching stuff. Hertler was cool to see skate, very fast and a funny personality. Juniors was also very cool. Nice to see people having fun, even if im miserable. Manage to not be too much of a wanker and try and be smiley and talkative. It works a little bit. As soon as everything is over I go.
Im not going to hide that I had a shit weekend, due to various kinds of things. But everybody else seemed stoked, and im glad for that.
Sorry to be a dick. Right now I need to sort myself out and start having fun skating again. Then I can keep pushing myself, because thats what I love doing.
Skate somewhere, soon...
(oh I think I might want a low skateboard thats easier to skate, but I dunno)
laters......
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