Talented? Me? Fuck no. I'm all send+pray with a heavy dose of plough. I save finesse for pouring drinks and fishing. My knots are damn fine.
Made it to the bays water jumps/park. The park is a really nice skate park. That vert ramp is really vert! The jumps...well they have been improved since my last visit. All the kickers are now beautifully shaped and concrete! The rest of the jumps are in rough but ride-able shape. I don't ride a lot of that step up style jump so currently it looks like I'll need to ease in and find my feet. But the set up is really nicely designed. I'd just be a lot happier without the step up aspect or a more gradual ramp up rather than the bmx track style wall of no.
Anyway I cut some laps of the skatepark. A couple of sweet little tables in there, big banks, a tiny drop, steps, and a nice transfer into the vert ramp. I had a nice route worked out, washed out going too high on the vert ramp, then the schoolie crowd rocked up. Looked like someone was doing a roaring trade of drugs from his office in the carpark.
I hit the jump line for a bit. I haven't got a photo of the first one, it's just a small table. Took a little work to get rhythm + speed right for it and then into the fist of the step ups. I figured I'd ease in and hip off half a dozen times to make sure I was getting the speed + height. All felt like the goods, putting the hip down nice and clean. You know where this is going! Binned it like a chump first shot for the full length of it. Came in fast and the lip bucked me into a nose dive like I'd never ridden a bike before. As soon as my front wheel left the concrete I knew I was fucked so went into damage control. Ploughed the front wheel into the knuckle and went for the safety roll down the lander.
So I fucked the roll up pretty good. A significant portion of the roll was a slide on the front of my helmet, then I rolled. I managed to loose a shoe, fucked my helmet (first ride in it), scratched my sunnies (glad I had them on though), and tore my favourite gloves (and my palm! Why wear gloves if they don't save???)! One bar end also came off. Bit of bark off the legs and hand, sore wrist, shoulders, and neck. Glad I didn't end up like some less fortunate fellows on here have recently. It must have been quite a spectacle. Anyway I gathered my things and dragged my sorry arse to a grassy knoll for a rest. Then one of the bmx guys really showed me up! The line is freaking sweet when ridden by someone that can.
The betrayer is the locker with black graffiti.
