skate journal: KOTC day 3 exhaustion is setting in Boulder, Brighton ankle roll (Aug 21, 2011)
After a late night of partying, waking up at home and trying to help Liz with cleaning, playing football with Ollie and then meeting everyone at the Boulder park I accidently wore the shoes I was breaking in. Oh well, guess it’s time to say goodbye to the Edgars and hello to the Keswick. Seriously though, eS is done. So LAME. Anyways, we met at the second worst park in Colorado – Boulder (Worst is Denver park). Brian was in full jock mode and wanted to rattle out tranny tricks. Max looked like he was hungover, but still managed to kill the park. Fuzz and Brian did some doubles. I fell trying to do a little front truck bash on the coping and wanted to crawl away and hide. I can’t believe how bad I suck at tranny. I’m sure it has nothing to do with partying til 4am, but still, I need to skate tranny more. I resorted to trying kick back tail shoves on the red curb out front. Carleigh cheered me on then called me out for skating too slow. Man I suck everywhere. We finally left and went to Brighton’s new park. Derek did a gnarly blunt to fakie. Brian grinded both death boxes in one run. Max ollied the park. I did a little line again that I love. Kickflip up a ledge then front board pop into a hubba. Hyped on that. Carleigh did a sick front 180 nosegrind on the bump to bar. I almost got a double flip up the euro. Man I hate scooter kids. Parks suck.
Then we went to the KOTC “BBQ” meeting place. The park looked like the worst park ever, but was actually fun. Jack saw the six inch flatbar and was hyped beyond belief. He did about a million trick including nollie heel noselbunt both ways, bigspin hurricane, kickflip hurricane, fakie bigpin bluntslide 270 out, kickflip pretzel 5-0, etc. The list goes on. Keep in mind he was going 2mph, but having a blast and killing it. I tried to kickflip off the launch ramp and landed weird. Initially it didn’t feel too bad, but it turned out to be a roll of some sort and it’s black and blue now and I’m out for a bit. Doh. Brian, Max, Fuzz killed the mini ramp. Then the Ft Collins dudes showed up and even more killing was done. I wish I could have skated more. My ankle is messed up though. I couldn’t walk on it comfortably on Monday. Oh well, KOTC ruled! Thank you Rich!