Here in Canada we are known for bacon, maple syrup, pond hockey, and fly
outs. Another amazing tradition we have is the garage or basement mini
ramp or skate spot. Our winters are harsh and sometimes long, but our
drive to skateboard forces us to be creative when it comes to finding
ways to skate. Our boy Nimrod is possessed to skate, so it should not
come as a surprise that him and his homies scrapped together enough
dough to get something going. Last night, while acpocolyse snow was
going on outside, Seb, Nimrod, George and I were shredding in a tiny
garage tucked away in a secret location.
Here are some shitty pics of what went down.
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