I started on my driveway and the sidewalk in front of my house. As soon as I was confident I was skating a bank at the local shopping center. We didn’t have that many hills nearby. I consider my roots to be banks, ramps and pools. Handstands down hills, carving in the street and pushing from spot to spot are vague memories it was always about finding a bank or a pool or building a ramp.
“roots…” hahahahahaha!
the roots of skateboarding are in the streets, guys.
Not for the grom who just started.
even more so for the grom who just started, gramps.
I started on my driveway and the sidewalk in front of my house. As soon as I was confident I was skating a bank at the local shopping center. We didn’t have that many hills nearby. I consider my roots to be banks, ramps and pools. Handstands down hills, carving in the street and pushing from spot to spot are vague memories it was always about finding a bank or a pool or building a ramp.
so your roots are in the streets.
No, I’d say my roots are in the water.
my roots are in my ass…cause i spend so much time sitting here in a vegative state…