in our endless strugle to be as cool as the worlds big dogs like skateboarding, snowboarding an tiddleywinks, rails are gona be pretty important. an i like skating more than tiddelywinks so i thought id try an learn my favourite skateboard rail trick, it kinda worked out though it looked pretty shaby, but i thinks its a glimps into the future when there will be pissed up 10 year old kids smifin 20 set hand rails in a pair of shorts an a blindfold, pikeys!
bring on the progression ey
joke of the post :why is six scared of seven, because seven eight nine1
Its Friday night and I’m sat on a dirty sofa in Bristol feeling the inner city pressure.
There’s talk of a big night out on Saturday.. But I’m not really feeling paying £20 to get barged around by idiots while queuing for like three hours to get a pint, also have a brand new mountainboard with a fresh sticker job that needs a beasting.
So I get in contact with TK. He’s up at Bugs doing some shizz for his new board but is going down Calstock on Saturday and says he can pick me up from the services in Bristol in the morning.
Now Tom has a pro-board but no mobile phone that’s what you get when you’re a feral child brought up riding horses bareback and drinking rain water. So Saturday morning I call Tom’s house to see where he is and the man himself answers and says that he thought there was no way that I would be up in time, so he went on without me. This is normally true but I got up at ten thirty for the first time in ages.
Nothing for it but to get a train on which I pay £1 for a packet of crisps!
Tom picks me up from the train station and we get a cruise on.. Tom knows all the words to the new Rihanna song on the radio, ha.
Get to the woodland kirkman residence and get on some wholesome hearty hippie food.
We go down Calstock burgle Tuai’s house for spot lights and check out the ATC studio.
Get back to Tom’s playground and get a night session on.
Now no one smokes in Tom’s house and I’ve run out of rizla’s so that night I pull the back page out of the book of psalms to use instead and hope no one’s religious or finds out.
The next day I’m woken up with a cuppa and we decide to head into darkest Cornwall armed with a massive bag of pasties.
We pick Mick up from his mates house where he’s been on the elderflower wine the night before and has let one of the girls he was with put some makeup on him, only he hasn’t managed to get the eye liner off yet, to be fair he looks pretty sweet kind of like a pharaoh.
We arrive at our destination. Josh’s house and are greeted with a nice welcome. He has a sweet foam pit and kicker setup. Josh is super safe and so is his Dad and Mum she even warmed our pasties up!
We all ride until our knee’s ache and say goodbye to the Maddox’s.
I get Tom to go shop to get me some rizla and we go to the mini-ramp in St Annes. Tom rips it up on a old school toy skateboard, we all have alittle skate until the battery dies on the camera and finally the light goes.
Get back to the Kirkman crib and Barry is wearing a Dracula cape, he says he was wearing it for us but expected us back a lot earlier so he’s had it on for a couple of hours now.
Barry cooks us a healthy dinner but Tom refuses to eat baked potatoes. Barry says he needs some protein so he has prawn cocktail crisps instead much to my disgust.
Mick and Barry go to bed so me and Tom play Russian roulette with a loaded gun and drink some paint. We decide that’s boring and go back up to the ATC backyard and burn thing’s. We get a fire going well quick like good country bumpkins.
I ride for abit while Tom burns stuff then we sit round the fire and tell each other ghost stories…
Go back down the house eat some homemade bread and drink roobosh and edit the footage from the last 24 hours.
words by Laurie Barnes
joke of the post: whats brown and sticky? a stick!
this was ment to go up when we had just put them green hoddies up for sale but being the slackers we are weve only just got round to it. The basment skatepark started off a few years back with a scafolding plank an a few peices of scabby old ply proped up against the wall but now she’s flourished into something mega sweet, check it out!
huge thanksgo to tuais mum, who's name i cant spell for letting us make so much noise an being pikies in the lovely multi-coloured house.
snowboarders use them skimboarders use them bungee jumpers even use the, so they must me cool!
.thought you might like to know,
Seahorses are often thought of as being monogamous, though recent research shows this may not be true.The male seahorse is equipped with a brood pouch on the ventral, or front-facing, side. When mating, the female seahorse deposits the eggs in the male’s pouch, which the male then internally fertilizes. The male carries the eggs until they emerge, expelling fully-developed, miniature seahorses in the water.
When two parties discover a mutual interest at the beginning of breeding season, they court for several days, even while others try to interfere. During this time they have been known to change color, swim side by side holding tails or grip the same strand of sea grass with their tails and wheel around in unison in what is known as their “pre-dawn dance”. They eventually engage in their “true courtship dance” lasting about 8 hours, during which the male pumps water through the egg pouch on his trunk which expands and cleaves open to display an appealing emptiness. When the female’s eggs reach maturity, she and her mate let go of any anchors and snout-to-snout, drift upward out of the seagrass, often spiraling as they rise. The female inserts her ovipositor into the male’s brood pouch, where she deposits her eggs, which the male fertilizes. The fertilized eggs then embed in the pouch wall and become enveloped with tissue. New research indicates the male releases sperm into the surrounding sea water during fertilization, and not directly into the pouch as was previously thought.Most seahorse species’ pregnancies last two to four weeks.
As the female deposits anywhere from dozens to thousands of eggs from a chamber in her ovipositor into the male pouch, her body slims while his swells. Both seahorses then sink back to the bottom and she swims away. Scientists believe the courtship behaviour serves to synchronize the movements of the two animals so that the male can receive the eggs when the female is ready to deposit them. The eggs are then fertilized in the father’s pouch which is coursed with prolactin, the same hormone responsible for milk production in pregnant mammals. As seahorses are not mammals his pouch instead provides oxygen as well as a controlled environment incubator. The eggs then hatch in the pouch where the salinity of the water is regulated; this prepares the newborns for life in the sea. Throughout the male’s incubation, his mate visits him daily for “morning greetings”. The female seahorse swims over for about 6 minutes of interaction reminiscent of courtship. They change color, wheel around sea grass fronds, and finally promenade, holding each other’s tails. Then, the female swims away until the next morning, and the male goes back to vacuuming up food through his snout.
The number of young released by the male seahorse averages 100-200 for most species, but may be as low as 5 for the smaller species, or as high as 1500, with pregnancy lasting from two to four weeks, depending on the species. When the fry are ready to be born, the male undergoes muscular contractions to expel them from his pouch. He typically gives birth at night and is ready for the next batch of eggs by morning when his mate returns. Like almost all other fish species, seahorses do not care for their young once they are born. Infants are susceptible to death from predators or being swept into ocean currents, where they drift away from rich feeding grounds or into temperatures too extreme for their delicate bodies. Fewer than five infants of every 1,000 born survive to adulthood, helping to explain why litters are so large. The survival rates of these infants are actually fairly high compared to fish standards, because they are initially sheltered in their father’s pouch during the earliest stages of development, while the eggs of most other fish are abandoned immediately after fertilization. This makes the process worth the great cost to the father of incubating his offspring.