tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69093319075905087052024-03-14T02:58:12.630-07:00I'm an old skateboarderTChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07890239371231145254noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909331907590508705.post-56400846454446095632011-05-23T16:31:00.000-07:002011-05-23T16:33:35.585-07:00School DazeIt has been a while! Where was I? Oh, just school.<br />
I just finished a hellish 8 months, with very little skateboarding in the mix, so today was the first day I ventured out in a while!<br />
I managed to land a few kickflips, did a few grinds, all from my two trick repertoire. hahah I even ollied a tree stump! Yes, at the Dunbat skatepark, someone hacked apart a 100 year old tree, left the rest of it in the forest and brought the pristine stump to adorn the beautiful ice-rink-turned-skatepart at Dundas and Bathurst. Thank you, Nature! I always knew you could contribute!<br />
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And now it is raining.TChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07890239371231145254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909331907590508705.post-35230192946779535332010-08-11T21:54:00.000-07:002010-08-11T22:06:22.072-07:00I'm back.Here's some footage of 2 of my pals, who are both around my age (OLD), and who both kick my ass on transitions! I was in the wimpy, training wheels part of the park. This park is called Vanderhoof, and is famous for its "half-shell" bowl!<br />Anyway, all three of us are really into heavy ass-kickin' music, but I always like skate vids with a bit of contrast with the musical selection....<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dx3_fX77c4mhfOP2yz6LGk0RQSD2DPk7Wbjg1oh6YGjeMP_b0dIWewUkxOuMbLJgesJoo6geZa4szu17_5uDg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>TChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07890239371231145254noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909331907590508705.post-1783280216309595502009-10-25T19:50:00.000-07:002009-10-25T20:12:00.408-07:00Cold weather already setting inI just found out, from a skater colleague at Gazele's Falafel, that the DunBat skatepark was going to close up for the winter in a few days. The weather here has been pretty rainy and cold, so I suppose this is the sign that the "Toronto" skate season is coming to an end. <div>I still want to go back to the new Ashbridge's Bay park. When I went there for the first time last month, it started raining after 20 minutes! Pretty disappointing.</div><div>So what is an aging skateboarding like myself supposed to do when the weather is crap? Where am I going to huck my old, uncoordinated body down some stairs? Where am I going to be the laughing stock of all 16 year olds?</div><div>Two words: Skate It! "Skate It!" is the Nintendo Wii's flagship skateboard game. I played it last winter intensely for about 3 months. I never left my couch. I developed a weird muscle strain in my right shoulder from twisting my arm in a weird way to mimic ollies and kickflips with the Wii remote--but it was all worth it! I was a superstar pro skater in the world of Skate It! My Mii was able to effortlessly do 50 ft. grinds down 25 stair handrails with a 360 flip out at the end! It was a dream come true! And unlike other consoles, moving the Wii remote to do tricks was much more fun than stabbing a few buttons on the conventional controllers from other game consoles! Whoa. Ok. This post is slowly turning into a gaming review! But who cares! It's cold outside. And I'm as good as Chris Haslam in my world of Skate it.</div>TChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07890239371231145254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909331907590508705.post-79879406673725752322009-09-21T10:01:00.001-07:002009-09-21T10:29:46.916-07:00trip to the skatepark<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEholFdMSc6AwGRP20FXTFuSRSD1e-2i4S6V2S_Fx6NJSzSB-weObbSH4LAyZVsH4cU3LWeVIsmdb79uER_oc9jo0HyBo-ph_D5FlNfAlm43XkCyV8XExIN_WrYryWPkATrBCxET6T2uovg/s1600-h/injuries+-+3.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEholFdMSc6AwGRP20FXTFuSRSD1e-2i4S6V2S_Fx6NJSzSB-weObbSH4LAyZVsH4cU3LWeVIsmdb79uER_oc9jo0HyBo-ph_D5FlNfAlm43XkCyV8XExIN_WrYryWPkATrBCxET6T2uovg/s200/injuries+-+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383968839853659426" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPfy_VpULQovzUEKEFhrF7nM_zvsN2EAO09p0AwS8Nfi0fORK6aK-hAqq_aKNByQmBNN2MAE4ueEhDIWKvR2cRAy6UQ-nKNivg1H6NXJp0ByHBiDixDoSNsnwFzFJQ3lkaf7dtgeMiJFo/s1600-h/injuries+-+2.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPfy_VpULQovzUEKEFhrF7nM_zvsN2EAO09p0AwS8Nfi0fORK6aK-hAqq_aKNByQmBNN2MAE4ueEhDIWKvR2cRAy6UQ-nKNivg1H6NXJp0ByHBiDixDoSNsnwFzFJQ3lkaf7dtgeMiJFo/s200/injuries+-+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383968829610020130" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiloZJXauUQOyyMVEfk-MQDZt712fga-Vjfrdv-6NPQk1Z1TQLhjboUkfdBr11Kg5BtswmnrDPyyVEke3RLw8idviCmYHSCqBP4zGH6iDLrRH_dQhvBtSP_HG_42nFKNL0lubpLcpu9VmU/s1600-h/injuries+-+1.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiloZJXauUQOyyMVEfk-MQDZt712fga-Vjfrdv-6NPQk1Z1TQLhjboUkfdBr11Kg5BtswmnrDPyyVEke3RLw8idviCmYHSCqBP4zGH6iDLrRH_dQhvBtSP_HG_42nFKNL0lubpLcpu9VmU/s200/injuries+-+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383968826616179634" /></a>We went to the skatepark at Warden and Ellesmere on the weekend. It was rammed with children everywhere! They were all much better skaters than I, zippin' around! So I felt I needed to prove myself by aggressively trying to jump a 6 stair gap and grind a metal bar. Needless to say, I slammed a lot, and every time I slammed I was met with concerned looks and comments from my junior companions, "Whoa! are you okay?" I'm not sure if it was their higher-pitched voices but I would respond with an angry, frustrated, "Ya, I'm fine! (aargh! leave me alone!)" I even re-injured my toe--which was slowly healing from having a futon dropped on it a few weeks ago (don't ask). Anyway, I've concluded that skateparks are a conundrum of embarrassment: if I go during the afternoon and evening, all the good skaters are shredding it up, and if I go during the morning, all the good lil' skaters are shredding it up. And their parents are watching from their suv's. And they're probably the same age as I am.TChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07890239371231145254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909331907590508705.post-25085172103803005912009-09-02T08:34:00.000-07:002009-09-02T08:53:08.622-07:00stiff legs @ 7:30 AM!<div><br /></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyhbwcFS6C-2ka-2p03jfPUBSBisOdvgasOjonLF7IIrTbVn67ZXDGBj_rwMj3ZQcinCeGQ1JngkqgxYesHvA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><div>So my middle finger felt ok enough to skate today. I hit the DunBat park. It was a little slippery on the ramps due to the morning dew! Which explains why I skated like doo-doo.</div>TChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07890239371231145254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909331907590508705.post-29655187812794075912009-08-31T15:21:00.000-07:002009-08-31T15:36:54.284-07:00Fingerjams! Yay!I went to the DunBat skatepark today, thinking I would just do a leisurely skate, but of course, when it's raging with shredders half my age, I end up trying to skate as much as I can, doing the only 3 tricks I only know--everywhere! I repeatedly skated up and down the ramps, funbox, and manual pad, doing bonelesses, ollies, and grinds! I was on fire! And then that fire quickly fizzled out when I fell during a grind, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">fingers</span> outstretched, jamming into my hand because I was at a weird angle and did not roll with my fall! <div>In fact I am gingerly typing this at the moment. My <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">mani destra</span> is a bit <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">mani swollen.</span></div>TChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07890239371231145254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909331907590508705.post-8162754392054246482009-08-30T19:42:00.000-07:002009-08-31T15:37:11.399-07:00A crappy ol' videoHere's a crappy old video (filmed by my buddy Joe Kippax) of me slamming a lot. It's from a few years ago, around 2004. I apologize for the grainy, choppy movement of the screen!<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzblfawhnOhQn4L-jcsG3hap1I3VNN_hIA1NiwMGhbGZl_xwCwIDqbDzYtBxn8o8-_k54D8JLsEqWVpc23Fow' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><div>I'm even wearing an elbow pad! This is what a geriatric skater like me has to wear, because my bones are rather brittle, and can break easily.</div>TChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07890239371231145254noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909331907590508705.post-61557502923376838892009-08-26T14:45:00.000-07:002009-08-26T19:58:13.467-07:00Welcome!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzZPfY49oKtOdjMP5PSyWFtH8rSMyGv5NXi1_P9sOxmsDqZTiTI7hmvRXQKTR2L-HYxc3iWToIEzYKuBqsLeHoC2slx1DWiYFxVNvGDXFOzmGD0uOyuB3tl04GlP0o7CuDd2cC74AjQBQ/s1600-h/old+flip001.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzZPfY49oKtOdjMP5PSyWFtH8rSMyGv5NXi1_P9sOxmsDqZTiTI7hmvRXQKTR2L-HYxc3iWToIEzYKuBqsLeHoC2slx1DWiYFxVNvGDXFOzmGD0uOyuB3tl04GlP0o7CuDd2cC74AjQBQ/s200/old+flip001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374469834373054882" /></a><br />Hi there! As the title of this blog suggests, what you will read about here are the adventures of me, an <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">old skateboarder</span>. Join me as I desperately cling to my youth (and sometimes crutches) by attempting to learn new tricks, as well as performing old tricks, and surviving the most <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">brutal</span> of slams. By brutal I do not mean something like sacking myself on a 15 stair handrail--I mean something as mundane as tripping on a pebble.<div>I will have my resident photographer documenting each adventure, and through his skilled vision, you can witness my journey of "extreme" embarrassment! </div><div>enjoy!</div><div>-TC</div><div>ps. this pic to the right is from 1995. I was 20 yrs. young.</div>TChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07890239371231145254noreply@blogger.com1