The land of wee and walking sticks.

To celebrate Wayne-urs upcoming 75th birthday we took a day trip to the land of old fogeys - Bournemouth - to sample it's two finest new crete creations. After a few scenic route stops on the way down we headed for the new Kings Park errr..park. We were hoping to get it empty but found a bunch of longboarding, 70's board riding surf brahs. Lords of Dogturd has a lot to answer for. We hooked up with Alex and his 8 wheeler which has to be the wierdest thing I've ever stepped on and got down to some ripping.

After the park filled up we headed up to Verwood for some afternoon sweet crete fun. Pete D and fam were waiting for us, as was a rammed carpark and mutant rabbit. Spex killed the bowl with all sorts, while Reg just seemed like he wanted to kill me with his skateboard. DADSLASH!

We had a good few hours here then retired tired to a pub in "quaint" Fordingbridge (It's near Cripplestyle and Sandy Balls holiday camp! Yes, funny town names galore!) for a swift half and a bro-down talk about the days skate.

It were a fackin raddun so cheers to all for making it!

Winters on it's way so we've been back hiding indoors from the wet. Not the cold though, heated skateparks - pah. We've had a few trips to Newport recently, the snaps below are from the last trip. Gotta love the Grimport - dank nasty and never been changed since it opened! This was Spex's first visit and altho he's as blind as a bat in the darkness he still managed to kill it.

I had a brief visit to London aswell and caught the last of summer at the new Mudchute park. This place is small, fun and quirky and prossibly the best cure for a hangover! Whip rocked it out Borat to fakie on the wall which was sick considering that things whippy as a 99 with a flake, and he was hungover to hell and back!