Klammath Falls Road Trip: Day 3

Klammath Falls Road Trip: Day 3 8/15/04

Day 3: Wake up a little easier this time. We heard weird semi-coherent voices through the night which turned out to be camping bird. Spent some time trying to figure out what company put out a Jason Parks model that one of our crew was riding. It must have been a late 80’s or early 90’s offering. When we got to the park this guy Frederick was there with his wife and kid, and he was tearing the place up. BIG frontside airs in the corner pocket of the mitosis bowl and a series of HUGE airs in the snowboarding run section, Judos, all kinds fun stuff, almost all of which I failed to capture on ones and zeros. Also present was John from California. He had wicked mismatched argyle socks but no Uncle Wiggley Argyle skateboard. He did have some nice lines though, as evidenced by the photos. He had met Grover in West Linn a couple of days ago. We were getting along so well that it didn’t even matter that I asked him if his girlfriend was his daughter… See, she looks really young, and there were a lot of guys with their kids there and I know lots of people who had kids when they were teenagers, and oh, never mind. I’m sorry John. I’m sorry John’s girlfriend too. More locals today, including Travis, who has been making the Oregonian contest rounds and this other kid whose name I didn’t catch, but was skilled. A 10 year old named Sam was there, representing local skate shop Ride On. If you see anyone at the park without the “Ride On” logo on their grip tape, it’s a safe bet they are from out of town. Sam was going rather large. Sam has been to Reedsport too. Shop owner Steve was going to do some doubles with Sam for a photo until he broke a kingpin. Does that still happen? I guess so. Hopefully he’ll be able to find some place to buy another one, maybe at the mall or the card game/Nascar/skate shop in the strip mall.




As the sun went down, the session heated up in the Turf-like Mitosis bowl. Too bad. That’s what we’re calling it. That thing is arguably the most fun and challenging thing in the park, but make sure you skate out of it, because it’s a bitch to get out of if you fall, especially if you’ve been riding all day. See Miles for an illustration. We stopped by the Rivers Inn to see if we could skate the pool. We had heard conflicting stories about being able to skate it without staying there overnight as long as you flipped them a fiver. Well, that turned out to be false, so we flipped them the bird and took off. We thought about barging it but we didn’t want to be known as the guys who ruined it for everyone. That, and Miles threatened to physically restrain us if we tried. Then we went home and tried to polish off the keg. Everyone got loaded and I made fun of Miles’ sweatpants which he defended like Spock in a very logical manner. Shane got more loaded and borrowed a long board for the treck down the bike path a couple of miles into town where all the locals made disparaging remarks like “nice looooongboard,” as if it was a birth defect. He tried to pick up girls but said it was hard when they kept looking at him like they were thinking “what the hell are you?” Also, a bunch of this probably happened the night before.

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