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I don't
know what came over me the other day, but I must have been delirious
or something because whilst I was doing a spot of spring cleaning
(yes you heard right, cleaning!), I spotted my rollerblades underneath
a load of stuff under the bed.
So
I dusted them off and decided that the streets of Chorlton was not
the best place for me to disgrace myself, least a friend or acquaintance
(even) should spot me making a damn fool of myself.
getting
the gear on |
On
the appointed dreaded day, me and da kids decided to give em a whirl
at a skate park. I was expecting mainly women and children there
because we thought it was a play park.
But 'Oh no!' - there were loads of grown men, tweenage/teenage boys
and three gals on skateboards practising their Tony Hawk moves who
had as much testosterone flowing as any of the male species in the
vicinity - and believe me the smell of testosterone was very strong
in the air (then again, it could have been the smell of fear!).
Bones
of Stockport is an extreme sports city and the place to be (so the
kids told me). Aggressive skating, boarding and BMX bikes are all
allowed here. In my two hours there, I found myself wondering how
anybody managed to exit the place without breaking every single
bone in their body - then again maybe that's why it is called Bones.
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Bones
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Of
the three rooms, I spent most of my time in the beginner's room
and stayed well away from the street and ramps room downstairs with
its impressive 11 inch vert, 6 inch mini driveway and a 3'/8' figure
bowl.
This
is where most of the action is. Dudes on their BMXs and skate boarders
were catching some serious air and doing all types of imaginable
flips - kick, heel, varial, fronts & back, 180s to 360s (I was
told). I was impressed but I wasn't about to try anything 'cos my
Jimmy Choos would be idle for a long time if I broke anything.
As
it was I had already had a bad fall and only woke up to the strong
smell of coffee, after which I decided to keep it real - I was never
going to be Fabiola da Silva.
I thoroughly
enjoyed myself, but the 拢4 quid I'd paid for the two hour
session was spent checking out the latest skating gear as opposed
to trying any tricks.
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