Weekend fun at the seaside
Tuesday 7th of August 2007 by Chaz
This weekend I headed back to the wonderful seaside resort of Bournemouth, where I have of course been at uni the past 2 years. Friday night drive down straight to the mighty Slade’s Farm for a little session with Pickles. This was then followed by my lack of recent drinking making a small number of Stella’s equal a large amount of kookedness at Jesus’ place. Underexposed photo assortment starts HERE.
Ollie wiggling his behind
Woke up Saturday morning feeling a little haggard, G had to head out with his son so I chilled it for the morning watching foot and mouth news. My Dad’s a farmer so this was quite a frightful story to hear. Especially as he was supposed to be selling 200 lambs that very morning. Let’s hope it gets sorted out a lot better than it did a few years back.
Me wiggling my bum too - Ollie photo boss
There’s a new bike shop opened up in Bournemouth, BMX only, meant to be really good. Wayne had gone on a spending spree and turned up with Pickles late morning with a Chase frame to build up. Dialled. Soon after, Ollie turned up too, which was amazing as always, boy do I love that Polish giraffe. Once we had sorted everyone’s business out and Wayne’s bike was sorted, we headed to the place my dreams are made of, our jumps. All the pictures in this update are taken at that session on Saturday afternoon.
Ollie’s tables are the best
Saturday night involved meeting up with a bunch of guys, of which Aron and Ash were already pretty leathered. There were lots of chants of last night of being single, pretending we were on a stag do, to lure vulnerable women into getting their lovely lady parts out. We also saw the hottest chick with the deepest, roughest voice. Aron introduced himself in some manner or another…
Me tabletopper - Ollie the new Bancroft…?!
When we got to Ollie’s in the early hours, I passed out, to wake up with three unknown guys in the room with me, sketched me out proper badly, pretty funny I guess. Turned out they were Ollie’s friends from school staying in Bournemouth that night.
Woke up in the morning and arranged to meet Gilly at the wonderful heaven that is Bar End in Winchester. Sunday afternoon sessions in the woods are always rad, and we all rode pretty sweet considering the hung over states we were. It’s always good to hang out with those guys too, and they were awesome as always. Probably the best ride I’ve had in about two months I’d say, along with the previous day’s at our place.
Ollie T bar, not the most flattering angle
Rob Castle and Barclay turned up later on which was rad, they were even more haggard than us. Castle always has a good story to tell, including videos of Netley and him bubble bathing together, and possible placenta feasts going down. I hope my tale by tale update has hit your sexy time spot; it was the raddest weekend in absolutely ages. Same again some time soon I hope if the weather stays dialled. Just a shame I don’t get my arse into gear and take a greater quantity of photos. I’m getting lots of sleep again tonight; my body is so drained right now. Take it easy, and go sun yourself at every possible moment. Byyyyeeeeeee.
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