Clockwise from right: Josh Falk had time to
boardslide a bike rack before the cops
showed up on a cold winter night mission.
Andy Bohna fs 50-50's with a passing Max and
the twin towers behind him. Dead pigeons
carry disease. Northwest puddle reflection.
Photo by Lafferty Bros. An uphill struggle
in the rain doesn't make this fs tailslide
any easier for Jason Beaudry.
But then one morning I'm lying in bed half awake, and
I notice an unusual amount of light coming through my
eyelids, and the birds are chirping, and I open my eyes
to a brightness-I haven't seen in what seems like
years. It feels good to soak up some of that stuff
while I drink coffee and read a book.
It takes the streets a while to dry up, but I can't
wait. Damn, it feels good to roll down the street. I
can't contain myself. I scream, I let out a giant
laugh, I do some crazy turns, I think of Jason
Jessee, I let out another big laugh, I feel like I could
skate to Mexico, but Burnside will do just nicely.