It was Friday night. Was way too pumped up about hitting the mountains for the first time in many years tomorrow. Had to get on the asphalt tonight in a serious way and the pavement was wet all night between rainfall and humidity. Makes for great sliding conditions but also a very loose and skatey board, i.e. great surfing motor control practice. I've been repping snaps, rail grabs, cutbacks and any and all standard surf carves, trims, and maneuvers diligently the last several weeks.
Tonight is when I decided new ground would be broken. All I had in my mind was Danny Way's first attempt at heaving himself over the Great Wall of China and how he came up a few feet short which had great consequence when he just covered a 70 foot gap and feel down the next ramp. Which was not exactly a mini-ramp. Watching and listening to those guys lately has reiterated everything I've always told myself and put into action. You won't gain anything worth having without venturing into new ground and risking a considerable amount to lose. That's what's great about it and why we feel the stoke - if it were easy or automatic or handed to us, it wouldn't give us stoke.
The last week or so, I've really been repping hard power slides in the Bert fashion and have gloved up to do so. With the C7 truck in the front of the Carver, it's not like riding fakie is any easy or reasonable task. But tonight I threw it all on the line. Not only was I intent on finally landing clean reps of Bert slides front and back, I was determined to ride them out to completion fakie. I also was intent on nailing 180 slides if not 360s. Wasn't gonna stop there, I wanted to crush legit laybacks which I talk about with all types of skaters and they just say "that's crazy Dogtown surfy ****t".
Screw it. My ramps of choice that I typically rep out on late night on empty streets are in the middle of the downtown and thus was a Friday night with packed bars and restaurants. Most skaters say to craft your tricks and maneuvers by yourself in empty parks and lots until they're sound. The indoor parks were closed and where my asphalt waves were breaking, there happened to be all sorts of life kooks (and cars) crowding my one-man lineup. I still pumped into those waves and any window of clear street that intermittently presented itself I charge with no relent and used the manhole covers as my landmarks to snap front and back on.
Ended up not only landing the vast majority of board slides I'd yet to get consistent with, I was crushing legit laybacks that I slid with locked up wheels for several feet on end and then rail grabbed from while pushing off the ground into a quasi-air grab off basically flat ground while still in motion from the slide. Did a few dozen of those improvising in between some sick and fun wipeouts, and mixed in a bunch of frontside Bert powers that I rode out of fakie. Next up is throwing a CX truck on the front so when I end up fakie I don't have a tight "front truck" and swivel rear.
Bottom line: was jonesing hard for stoke and had a small bag of basic surf-skate tricks is been working on or aspiring for constantly the last week or two. So I went out with nothing to lose in front of the townsfolk and ended up transcending my game multiple levels. They just happened to be there, I wasn't gonna fiend the stoke and not answer the bell just because there were a bunch of people who'd see me wipeout repeatedly at their feet. I was in the zone and the only one out there in my mind along with my iPod shuffle. I hit moves that I'd been trying for hours and hours lately, and I extended that into hitting advanced versions of those moves that I'd yet to try. Most all of this will transfer to the water as I'm purely focused on skating to better my surfing. Regardless, I'm pushing myself hard and taking chances and it's paying off.
Can't wait to hit the snow tomorrow. I'll take my spills for certain, but it's not like I didn't kiss pavement for much of a 2.5 hour sesh tonight. Stoke is stoke. This turkey swell better come. If it doesn't, so be it. I'll just have to transcend my surf-skating and snowboarding in the meantime.
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Nov 23, 2013, 09:30 AM #1
Nov 23, 2013, 09:32 AM #2
Shouldn't this be in the 'Infectious Disease' thread....?
Nov 23, 2013, 09:44 AM #3
I'm gonna give you the Benny of the doubt (in light of your something positive thread and recently upbeat posts) and assume it's the former, that you're infected with stoke. If it's the latter, I'll still wish you well, hope for the best for you, and thank you and the other haters of the world eternally for blessing me with the twin-screw supercharger of extra mojo.
Do the right think and jump on the stoke train, yankee. BTW, you better not tell Chuckie how the palm disc on slide gloves would actually make his sonic clap dangerous to potential victims of cymballic percussion by the hand.
Spicoli, you sort of remind me of myself when I was 12. I used to be stoked. I get stoked 4 times a year, lately.
I need a change of scenery. This coast just ain't doing it for me no more.
There's a lot of older types just getting into the game. I guess, in a way, that's pretty cool. Surfing will relight life's fires in middle-aged folk. I wouldn't trade positions because being a surf stoked teen is where it's at, and I had it good in my younger years. For one thing we actually had waves back then, and crowds were only a summer thing.
But I do envy those discovering this whole thing at later ages when a person might need a boost. I already had New Jersey in it's prime when I was in my prime. Smoked and sniffed Philly's finest(the montega being the best in the nation).........there's nothing left. I have experienced the best "highs" the world has to offer. And now the ocean has died, and the thrill has subsided. It's over. Yeah, there's BIG waves out there but I don't have the resources to get to them nor are my lungs able to handle that stuff. And I certainly ain't "training."
By the way, I really do NOT understand how the human body is able to withstand being trashed by BIG waves. A solid 8 foot wave will toss you around. How the heck does the human body handle being trashed by 25 foot waves? I can't believe more people haven't died out there. Hats off to that crowd. They have my utmost respect.
What am I going to do now? Start climbing rocks? Jump out of planes?
Nov 23, 2013, 09:51 PM #5
Nov 23, 2013, 10:11 PM #6Senior Member
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Spicoli where are some of these waves? You got any pics/vids? Im always looking for new waves.. I can share a few.
Nov 23, 2013, 10:22 PM #7
Nice read. Thanks for taking the time.
Im too lazy to read it.
Nov 24, 2013, 03:10 AM #9
Nov 24, 2013, 05:25 AM #10Senior Member
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Stoked is what the magazines try to sell you on to buy flip flops.
Real brahs dont use that word. But I cant tell you the board cuz your a wahine.