Remember When?
Seattle center. Mid-day session. Pirate, Coach, Sarge and me riding in the court-yard and nobody cares. The freedom we had at that moment was great. Maybe you guys don't understand quite what I mean. Freedom from pressure. Freedom to just ride and not worry about what I am putting aside to do so. It seems like I have to leave town to get that, which sucks.
It was perfect weather. There was a fountain, lots of people around. Not the greatest surface, but we were doing it old-school...downhill. My bike was so cool to me back then. I was stoked because it was the BEST bike I had ever owned. We were going to be riding with pros that weekend, though we thought it was goint o be Jesse.
Mickey Guidos was awesome and that spot was incredible. The sessions we had were great and are imprinted on my mind till the day I die. But something about the Seattle center session was unique.
Four grown men with different viewpoints enjoying time on their little bikes making circles.
~J
It was perfect weather. There was a fountain, lots of people around. Not the greatest surface, but we were doing it old-school...downhill. My bike was so cool to me back then. I was stoked because it was the BEST bike I had ever owned. We were going to be riding with pros that weekend, though we thought it was goint o be Jesse.
Mickey Guidos was awesome and that spot was incredible. The sessions we had were great and are imprinted on my mind till the day I die. But something about the Seattle center session was unique.
Four grown men with different viewpoints enjoying time on their little bikes making circles.
~J
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