Florida weekend.

I lived in Clermont Florida for about 4 years. The scene is small, with few skateparks. When i heard The Church park was having its first ever skate/bike jam i felt obligated to go. Throw in two rad guys from N.J. and we have a road trip. First stop daytona beach skatepark.

awesome park, lots of variety. Met two local dudes named Cole and ...Damnit i forgot his name. Nothing really happened, beach breeze, good little sess. They took up the way to Ormond beach skatepark, and this place was awesome. I feel like a pic or a line woulda happened but the lights went out too soon. after this session we headed down 95 to cocoa beach. Always a good time. Drinks flowed, all in all was a good night.
Day 2 started with a marathon vomit celebration. haha thank god for continental breakfast. On our way to the Church park i look bak to see Carbomb Tom giving back his breakfast into a bag.

Things went down right away at the contest. Mike paton sweet talked the owner into givinh the green light on a bomb drop from the roof onto a little spine. Amateurhour team rider John Wolski hopped up and trained in behind him, stoked on that.

Did i mention how hot the owner was? anyway John Wolski rruled it. Flair, whips, 270 from the 7 foot hip into the 4 foot quarter. That was Rad. Some kid flipped the smallest ramp there?

Mike P stalled a gnar back rail, the quarter was shady rolling into it. Took a few tries and the crowd appreciated his efforts.

i threw down the only crowd pleaser i really know.

It was a lot of fun. we met up with the Park staff later on at a bar and actually got loose with them. Mike P " i cant believe im getting drunk with church people!' haha they are really people and if you ever find yourself in Clermont hit up the Church park. They have a facebook page. /thechurchpark. Sunday we headed up to Kona skatepark. I dont know what to say. it was surreal. the history behind this place, all the whos who that rode there. This place was here from day one of skateboarding and bike riding.

the kids just dont know. I spent the day just hanging out and staring. Its like going to a museum. Met a dude there named "Red Bull Dave" who was completely awesome. Ill put him around the age of 43? Been ripping for who knows how long and still going. he looked me square in the eyes and said "never stop riding" The passion for bikes doesnt age, and after that weekend i can say no, i wont ever stop riding.