i went to a skatepark today that i’d never been to and did a couple of nice(in my opinion)/new tricks, i dropped in on a quarter pipe, did a pedal grind on a low rail with a small slant in the middle, and did a pedal grind on a slanted rail on top of a pyramid.
anyone else have any good (or bad) skatepark stories
I went on a skate park on holiday. I was greeted by a cheer when i rode down the long flight of steps on the way in, and then this guy filmed me dropping into a quarter pipe, for their skating video.
Everyone was really interested in unicycling, and some kept asking where to get one.
Skate parks ared a bit annoying, or at least the one near me is, because it has not much other than vert ramps, which are pretty near impossible on a uni, except maybe to drop in down. Also, the skatepark here seems to be the major hangout for the potheads & various other malcontents. I don’t mind this, because it clears them out of everywhere else.
Skateparks are my favorite training areas for getting conroll down. Unfortunately I have to go in the morning (like 8am-12) because if I go in the afternoon I get hassled and am unable to ride. As for a story, well I guess this kinda qualifies. I went to a downtown skatepark(not my usual one) because I wanted to ride in the pool, and because they have a really nice pyramid that I like. Well as soon as I got there I knew I was gonna get hassled(or worse have to run like a madman) because there were a bunch of retarded like 13 year olds smoking and drinking beer and whatnot and eyeing me like I was Pam Anderson(not in the same way but still). I waited till most everyone was taking a break and then went for the funbox, well I guess our retarded little friends think its a good Idea to bring their own funbox and slap it right in the middle of the skatepark, and not share. I didn’t even think anyone really owned it so Instead of just hopping up and riding the little spine I hooped off and landed on the box, rode off, nice and smooth. I ride back to my bench and about 2 seconds later a like 8 year old(a younger brother of the retards) comes up to me and starts cussing me out about thebox like he is 8 feet tall. I non-chalantly say sorry and decide that retardds will be reatrds and leave, But there is a Happy Ending… While I was riding through the nearby park, I found a little exersize deally( like with pullup bars and junk) Wich was sweet because i could work on my hops onto poles and stuff and actually improved my side hop quite a bit…
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Oh yah made by meyself.
Now whats the moral of this story… Steer clear of drunken prepubecent retards and the world will be so much finer.
Funny thing–
Yesterday, I took my two kids to the skatepark downtown off the west side highway (New Yorkers will know it), my two kids are 13 and 11, and they wanted to try a few things on their rollerblades. We all rode down there, them on their blades, me on my uni.
I get there (and quite honestly, I was not going to go into the skatepark–I’m still getting into just riding around for now) – we arrive at the gates of the skatepark and the first thing the guard says is “Hey! Hey You! No Unicycles!”
I laughed to myself, wondering how often he says that each day–I had the feeling that this was not the first time he ran into someone with a unicycle…what was crummy was the way he just barked it out, like there were armies of unicyclists tearing apart the gates just to get in. I laughed–too bad for him, the skatepark definetly could have used a few unicyclists to make it a bit more interesting for everyone.