Archive for February, 2009

A while ago I took the camera to Oxford before a night out and snapped loads of stupid shots of everyone getting drunk

Lima barspin hop

Loads more here:

Poll flipping at Corby training camp. Everyone has learnt backflips pretty much now.

Will does some pretty wild flips, off axis… Wofts them pertty high too.

Will is flipping crazy

No idea how pipe pulled this, long way up… He did some flips too! Sorry for boring fisheye shots, too busy riding!

English winter is seriously taking it’s toll now, can’t wait for longer days, warmer air and having fun. Just been flicking through a few photo’s from Australia last year, here’s a few treats. Winter 2008/2009 will be the last one I spend the entirety of in this country I reckon.

Just a few photographs of some of the rad thing’s I have seen over the past few days on a trip working up in the Northwest, from Newcastle down to Yorkshire way. Snow makes everything look ten times sweeter.

Had a sweet weekend hanging out in Oxford, pretty rubbish that we’ve fully moved out of our house now. Stayed at Aidan and Jen’s new place which was rad, they cooked chilli on Friday which is always a good time, and Jib and Kayley cooked us fajitas last night, it was fucking grand. Their offerings made these examples look proper rubbish.

Dug by myself all Saturday, it’s be real fun digging alone, think about some good stuff and notice little things, like the cool sound a robin’s wings make when they fly. You also get a whole lot of mud shifted. Cooked some food in the fire too, think that’ll be what I’m doing most of the summer down there. The woods are looking seriously amazing.

This mess came to stay last night, needless to say we went out and f-in had it. The academy got shut down, I tryed to get on stage, nearly got beat up by three burly skinheads, shouted about alot, ended up kicked out. Sweet night, standard partying. Forgot how much of a nobhead Stella makes you act, won’t be drinking that again for a while.

Timmy also brought with him this amazing mess named Peeps, which was rad, a sick dude who doesn’t care. He pissed the bed. Last night he shouted ‘yeeeeaaahhhhhhhh’ alot, which made Pipe think that he liked a hell of a lot of things. We went and rode some street today, Peeps and I mainly sat down in sheltered areas and tryed to keep as warm as possible on a minus 4 degree day. Ghetto tooth did some tailwhips and Jib did an ‘elegantly pathetic’ stair gap. Two people getting punctures real soon is probably an omen that bmx is not the thing to be doing on a day like today.

Roll on summer 2009, it’s February. This one’s guna be a real good one, I can feel it in my boner.