Jason and I hit up Valmont for about an hour and we were both pretty tired. At first I couldn’t even ollie worth a crap. I was pretty sore from jumping over that ash tray a ton the night before. The ledge was pretty wrecked too. Looks like it got hit by a truck and a chunk is missing from the lower part. Ugh. After awhile I was almost skating decent. It helped that I had “When We Were Alive” stuck in my head. That song hyped me up so much that I would sometimes push too fast to hit the ledge. This is me we’re talking about, so it was probably 7 miles an hour instead of 5, but it was fast for me. I didn’t land much but I ollied up onto the ledge at the last set of cracks which is almost a board length tall and I did some fast front 50s. Fun night, wish I had more energy.