Today was a beautiful day in the South-East and I was coming home from London after an early start-early finish day. Then I thought today IS the day and got home, packed my board and pads and headed to Oxhey skatepark, a 10 min drive. As I walked towards the park expecting it to be empty I could hear the unmistakeable sound of someone doing ollies on
a quarter pipe. I stopped in my tracks, thought about retreat and then said "Fuck it! I have as much right to be there, no matter how long it's been!"
The other guys were sound and it took me about 10 mins to get my kick turns in, well it has been about 18 years! But it felt FANTASTIC and I told the guys there "Give me three weeks and I'll be getting air again". Come to think of it, the three guys there although good skaters rarely did anything on the coping and certainly never got above it. Must be new school!