This is another massive post. Spring fling was awesome.
To begin, here's Carleigh's foot after tweaking it down St. Julien. Lame.
Number one! Glen was my skate dad for the day. Glen killed it. He took it far enough to make me nervous.
Then we moved a couch to John's house and I got to feel like a little kid again. Riding backwards under a couch is totally sweet.