Tuesday 31 August 2010
Colne
What a blast at the weekend, went to Colne for the festival they do there every year. It was a nice ride over until the first break down hit us, which led to a beer stop. Whilst mid drink the rain hit us, it was a wet ride over with further beer stops and a couple more little hick-ups but we arrived to the sun once more. Set up camp and things got messy!!!
Thursday 26 August 2010
In the post
Got back from work, had some mail from Spain. It was my stickers from Rowan of sprunghubsnhardtales.blogspot.com fame. Nice one mate. Some more to add to the (little but slowly building) collection.
Monday 23 August 2010
Thursday 19 August 2010
Work and play
Paul has a lovely A10. Well yesterday at work the weather was good and day was coming to and end so he let me have a little ride about on it! Winner.
Tuesday 17 August 2010
Gift from France
Aaron kindly bought me some beer back from his trip to France, was lovely. I do enjoy sampling different beers and ales, there is a pretty good shop in Ripon called Drinks Well, it sells a fine selection of beer and tobacco products. Hmmm.... I think a shopping trip there is in order.
Monday 16 August 2010
Friday 13 August 2010
Raw and unedited
Quick clip I managed to get off me camera onto the computer..... something I'm struggling with. I don't know how to make it better quality this computer techonlgy stuff is a little past me. Hope you enjoy though. It was filmed about two months ago.
Thursday 12 August 2010
Best hobby ever?
When I was about 12/13 years old I found skateboarding. It was amazing, mind blowing, out of this world and I wanted a piece of it. This was a time before the skateboarding games were out on computer consoles, skateboarders weren't cool, they were a gang. The rebels. I remember being sat in a car park with my skateboard sipping on a can of coke after riding around in circles, a car showed up and all these skateboarders rushed out popping tricks left, right and center my heart was pounding. THIS IS IT, I thought to myself all I want to do forever is this.
Through skating around town and walking around with skateboard in hand I started to get to know the local skateboarders and soon was skateboarding with them on a daily basis. I started to learn tricks and found a love for throwing my self down stair sets and over grass gaps. With this group of skaters I started to go to different towns and meet skateboarders who lived elsewhere. It was quite a small subculture, but a great one good parties and good times. From meeting all these new people new musical tastes were found. I really enjoyed going to DIY punk gigs getting shitfaced and having a mad time.
The computer games came out, skateboarding was 'cool' people who skated in the first place in the tight net gangs, the subculture, were now overwhelmed with people who wanted to be part of this new fad. It was a good thing for the industry I guess, more money to help companies. People could make a living from skateboarding, the one thing they loved. As time went on though you could tell who were the die hard skateboarders and who were there just for the looks, the groups shrunk back down again to the people who were there in the first place. Maybe a handful of the computer generation stayed on.
The hard thing about growing up and skateboarding is drinking and parties, on a Friday and Saturday which you would spend skateboarding and maybe have a couple of cans of beer between the ages of 14-16, you now at 17/18 found yourself going to the pub and spending all your money and all night there. No money means no new deck for your skateboard and it gets neglected. You start to lose the tricks you tried so hard to learn as a kid. Inside yourself though you still know your a skateboarder I found I just had to not go out all the time keep some money and spend it on my true love. You got to ring the crew up yourself get them to pull there finger out and come skating and if they ring you, you have to be ready to pull your finger out and go skate.
The rush is still there and it's never going to leave I'll have to be dead before I stop skateboarding for good. I was lucky enough to be blessed with an opportunity to skateboard and its the one of the best thing I have ever done so far.
(This little clip is from about 2006 I think)
I could write so many stories of the people I have met skateboarding, the things that happened at certain events and the genral mayhem that could follow us around sometimes but I would be here far too long though.
There have been some bloody good times and I know more good times are to come all becauce of skateboarding.
'Skateboards Save'
Through skating around town and walking around with skateboard in hand I started to get to know the local skateboarders and soon was skateboarding with them on a daily basis. I started to learn tricks and found a love for throwing my self down stair sets and over grass gaps. With this group of skaters I started to go to different towns and meet skateboarders who lived elsewhere. It was quite a small subculture, but a great one good parties and good times. From meeting all these new people new musical tastes were found. I really enjoyed going to DIY punk gigs getting shitfaced and having a mad time.
The computer games came out, skateboarding was 'cool' people who skated in the first place in the tight net gangs, the subculture, were now overwhelmed with people who wanted to be part of this new fad. It was a good thing for the industry I guess, more money to help companies. People could make a living from skateboarding, the one thing they loved. As time went on though you could tell who were the die hard skateboarders and who were there just for the looks, the groups shrunk back down again to the people who were there in the first place. Maybe a handful of the computer generation stayed on.
The hard thing about growing up and skateboarding is drinking and parties, on a Friday and Saturday which you would spend skateboarding and maybe have a couple of cans of beer between the ages of 14-16, you now at 17/18 found yourself going to the pub and spending all your money and all night there. No money means no new deck for your skateboard and it gets neglected. You start to lose the tricks you tried so hard to learn as a kid. Inside yourself though you still know your a skateboarder I found I just had to not go out all the time keep some money and spend it on my true love. You got to ring the crew up yourself get them to pull there finger out and come skating and if they ring you, you have to be ready to pull your finger out and go skate.
The rush is still there and it's never going to leave I'll have to be dead before I stop skateboarding for good. I was lucky enough to be blessed with an opportunity to skateboard and its the one of the best thing I have ever done so far.
(This little clip is from about 2006 I think)
I could write so many stories of the people I have met skateboarding, the things that happened at certain events and the genral mayhem that could follow us around sometimes but I would be here far too long though.
There have been some bloody good times and I know more good times are to come all becauce of skateboarding.
'Skateboards Save'
Wednesday 11 August 2010
Poorly bike (cont.)
Parts arrived for Donald's little bike the other day Stevie popped round again and we set upon it. All in all a reet laugh. Ride and pint tonite.
New barrel
New piston
New barrel and piston!!!!
Tuesday 10 August 2010
Motorcyclists
Late afternoon on Sunday I was driving to Bridie's house. When I came a cross some fella who's old Norton seemed to be giving him some grief. I was in my work van so luckily I had my tools with me. I pulled over and we got chatting, it turns out his clutch was giving him some problems. With an extra set of hands and a couple more tools the gent seemed satisfied with the result.
Turns out he was going through the village where Bridie lived so I told him I'd follow and just to give me a wave if everything was OK.
Before we left though he came out with this quote 'that's the thing with motorcyclists they're all willing to help each other out'. Made me smile that.
As we neared the end of the village he chucked up a little wave and was on his way. A couple of hours later I was sat in Bridie's room and heard a bike passing through the village, it was the chap on the Norton on his return home with motorcycle running fine.
Its nice to be nice.
Turns out he was going through the village where Bridie lived so I told him I'd follow and just to give me a wave if everything was OK.
Before we left though he came out with this quote 'that's the thing with motorcyclists they're all willing to help each other out'. Made me smile that.
As we neared the end of the village he chucked up a little wave and was on his way. A couple of hours later I was sat in Bridie's room and heard a bike passing through the village, it was the chap on the Norton on his return home with motorcycle running fine.
Its nice to be nice.
(he let me take some picture too!)
Friday 6 August 2010
Poorly Bike
Stevie popped over this eve with tales of the Hayride and also for a tinker with Don's poorly little bike. Bits on order in the morning. It was a nice nite to skate but I enjoyed getting grubby hands and having a good spanner session!
Wednesday 4 August 2010
Last week at some point
Went out for a little ride around some of North Yorkshires lovely roads with Phat Dan and Aaron. Stopped off in Tanfield for a pint. All in all a rather good evening. Also gave Aaron a helping hand with his campervan as he now is somewhere in France enjoying his hols.
Aaron going some what mad with current campervan situation,
GS550, Z750, Enfield 500,
Aarons Z750,
Phat Dans Enfield,
PINTS (shandy mind!)
Aaron going some what mad with current campervan situation,
GS550, Z750, Enfield 500,
Aarons Z750,
Phat Dans Enfield,
PINTS (shandy mind!)
Tuesday 3 August 2010
Brill
Well loads of folks went to the Hayride at the weekend, I was a chap who didn't. So I've been searching blogs for photos I have found some, looks like it was ace. Wish I went. Instead I watched a gig on Friday palyed a gig on Sat'day and got drunk with Mr. Weeks and Mr. Bratley and to make up for not going to Hayride I bought some new skate shoes as me Vans are fucked!
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