... Yeah
When my alarm clock went off at 5am this morning, last night's idea didn't seem so great anymore, so I reset my clock for another 10 minutes to see how it played then... couldn't get back to sleep. So I got up, pact a gang of Gatorade, put the dog out back with food and water, got my board, a throw-away camera I bought last night, some Mapquest directions and headed out into the fog.
The sun started coming up between Gastonia and Gaffney. "What am I doing?" Effit. I wanted to go see my old hood and check out the Skate Park Of Athens and this would be my last chance for a while. The weather was turning out to be perfect and I was man on a mission.
man on a mission
For once Mapquest's directions were pretty good and didn't send me looping thru a scenic route. Straight to SPOA at almost the exact estimated travel time. How'd they know I'd get lost in the dark and fog on Business 321 before I got out of Norf Cack - then go 90 mph the rest of the way? I got there at about 9:30.
SPOA is friggin' sweet and I'm now a true believer and fan of Grindline. There's infinite lines and just a lot of stuff packed into a pretty small area. The coping is steel, cement and bullnose brick and it all grinds nice. Tight trannies everywhere especially in the snake run that culminates in a 4' vert bowl - tight like gnat booty. There's bigger vert bowls and some oververt. Some mellow bumps flow either into the over-vert capsule thing and snake run or into the combi bowl. The combi has a vert round wall with brick bullnose, surrounded by some 6-7' ungulations then down into what I'd guess is a 10' - 12' square bowl. Smooth. I skated it for about an hour with some ATLiens before heading on to ATLboro.
Goooooooooooo!
Atlanta's just plain run out of room. Buildings are just getting stact on top of each other now. In my old hood, what used to by my yard had four shiny and fake stone-faced condo's freshly planted. My old house was still there, but unrecognizable; it's been heavily remodeled with vinyl and columns. So had the rest of the houses in the hood. They've all had a sorta of clone face lift that... just doesn't look right. Sad. You can't go home again. But you can still go to Olympic Flame so I got my cheese burgers and skarft.
By 1:30 I was heading back to SPOA. I got there at about 3, but it was then crowded with litte kids with their little kid blinders on. I got maybe two uninterupted runs out of about ten attempts before I had had enough. The place is sick, though and I'd die to have a Grindline park planted in Booger Haller (- perhaps where the unused and useless BMX track sits? Or under the bridge at the trailhead of the greenway?) 5 Stars!
I got back at about 8pm - exhausted with the urge to travel subdued.
The sun started coming up between Gastonia and Gaffney. "What am I doing?" Effit. I wanted to go see my old hood and check out the Skate Park Of Athens and this would be my last chance for a while. The weather was turning out to be perfect and I was man on a mission.
man on a mission
For once Mapquest's directions were pretty good and didn't send me looping thru a scenic route. Straight to SPOA at almost the exact estimated travel time. How'd they know I'd get lost in the dark and fog on Business 321 before I got out of Norf Cack - then go 90 mph the rest of the way? I got there at about 9:30.
SPOA is friggin' sweet and I'm now a true believer and fan of Grindline. There's infinite lines and just a lot of stuff packed into a pretty small area. The coping is steel, cement and bullnose brick and it all grinds nice. Tight trannies everywhere especially in the snake run that culminates in a 4' vert bowl - tight like gnat booty. There's bigger vert bowls and some oververt. Some mellow bumps flow either into the over-vert capsule thing and snake run or into the combi bowl. The combi has a vert round wall with brick bullnose, surrounded by some 6-7' ungulations then down into what I'd guess is a 10' - 12' square bowl. Smooth. I skated it for about an hour with some ATLiens before heading on to ATLboro.
Goooooooooooo!
Atlanta's just plain run out of room. Buildings are just getting stact on top of each other now. In my old hood, what used to by my yard had four shiny and fake stone-faced condo's freshly planted. My old house was still there, but unrecognizable; it's been heavily remodeled with vinyl and columns. So had the rest of the houses in the hood. They've all had a sorta of clone face lift that... just doesn't look right. Sad. You can't go home again. But you can still go to Olympic Flame so I got my cheese burgers and skarft.
By 1:30 I was heading back to SPOA. I got there at about 3, but it was then crowded with litte kids with their little kid blinders on. I got maybe two uninterupted runs out of about ten attempts before I had had enough. The place is sick, though and I'd die to have a Grindline park planted in Booger Haller (- perhaps where the unused and useless BMX track sits? Or under the bridge at the trailhead of the greenway?) 5 Stars!
I got back at about 8pm - exhausted with the urge to travel subdued.
posted by Billy at 8:05 PM
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