Short and sweet on this post. A long time since I went for a cold night street skate in smokey old Manchester. Glad I did so we fired a few rounds of digital.
Skating Manchester Jiri utilised the piece of masonry we found. Look, we leaned it on skate bumps I bet the general public love us, whoever you are.
Isaac need’s to cut down on the smokes, filming for a new shop film I think is sending him West.
We carried the plank to a new location and safe to say it was utilised as much as our cold dank legs could muster. Jacob blasts one up and over.
Manchester, so many nights my vision obscured by stringent city toxicity. Things have settled but the love for Manchester skateboarding has only grown stronger. Stay safe lads and lasses. It was a good night to skip the paving slabs and hear the division of love and hate the public have for our four wheeled antics but not as nice as hearing my wheels rattle along after jumping a bee shaped bollard or two. Keep rattling.