Posts Tagged ‘Cothill’

This is what we did on December 30th 2008, pretty mental. Happy new years everyone, enjoy your massively over hyped and talked up night wherever you are.

Aidan

Chaz

Lima

Aidan

Just a little update with some winter radness from a nice weekend. Cabin fever is seriously full on at this time of the year, but days like this make it that little bit more bearable. Plus we rode Corby and saw some rad friends after dark last night, refreshing to hit some ramps that are actually pretty fun. Enjoy the ISO-400 graininess.

New stuff’s been going up like nobodies business, 33 jumps including the half complete ones now; according to Pipe. Pipeheaaaddddddd.

There he is. Stacking and shaping a new hip landing we built in Daz’s doorstep challenge.

Amazing view through the woods this evening from the back of the hut as the sun set. Really hazy, clear wintry woods, such a nice afternoon.

This thing doesn’t get used much but looks sweet.

Crazy nice sunsets over the field you walk through by the woods, 4:15PM on Sunday December 7, 2008.

Foggy sunsets and a nice tree by the farmhouse, stoked on this photo.

This is pretty much how we spend most of the minutes of weekend daylight which are not spent piling up mud. Camp fires, talking shit, eating food and sitting in the hut. Occasionally, Liam trys to make Ed eat a whole sausage roll in one by putting it in his mouth and saying he can’t use his hands. Light entertainment.

So this time one year ago exactly Eddie and I were in Rockhampton, Queensland. We rode this sweet ass skatepark with a bunch of rad bowls and hips that you could roast realy fast. Afterwards, we went out and partied the shit out of the town, met some rad chicks and got loose. This was a good place to be, one of our (or at least my) favourite towns we visited.

This time two years ago Ollie and I were shredding the shit out of the Farm late at night. I remember the ride home vividly, we were both absolutely freezing and cranked hard the whole way back. Ollie had raw dogged his frame and I think I don’t think he had a choice in the polka dots I gave his bike.

Training the long hip at Slade’s, November 27th 2005. Little Tom from Croydon took this shot, Ollie, Tom and I were hanging out every day pretty much back then. Getting to know the lines at Slade’s was fun as shit, I couldn’t ride anything at all opposite back then but started to learn about this time. We used to do alot of partying in the Villa, and the Consortium Tuesdays, lots of drinking at Tom’s and in the SU bar Dylans at this time too. I think I also used to attend Uni in small amounts to for a while at this early stage.

I took some pictures this weekend, but seeing as I didn’t ride there aren’t any riding photos. It was pretty cold at the weekend, so made some wicked fires.

To keep warm we piled up earth

Then smacked the shit out of it

Then piled some more

And stamped on it. Some people went on a roof and had a chat with the men in blue. Smash it!

Stories round the camp fire are good. “Pipe what happens if you touch the most dangerous mushroom in Britain and poke yourself in the eye?” Pipe - “I dunno I wouldn’t do that”

The last shots I took of riding down the woods this year, Poll cruising through the Gym berms and one on the third in Winehouse. he makes it look pretttttyyyyyy good for an old chap in the midst of his midlife crisis don’t you think? T’riffic. Enjoy.

Berm shot number one

Berm shot number two

Cruising through the tree gap jump