What What!?

It's been ages since we had a beers for cheers, I can't even remember the last one. This one was good, the weather was friendly, and the turnout was as big as ever. As usual there was some home made obstacles constructed especialy for the event. Merman had been busy bevering away all morning and carved a jersey barrier out of a solid oak tree to adorn the top of the flat bank, and Elky cleverly stuck two long bits of wood end to end to make a height meter for the extension, going all the way up to a rather optomistic 11ft. Bless. It was a good idea, and made a nice change from the usual bunnyhop bar. Having said that a bunnyhop competition would have been wide open this time round what with the absense of Chris Russell and Cord...

So once again riders were going off left right and centre, absolutely killing the place. Haggler was all over the sub like germs at a dirty protest, Pinky was cranking the hell out of turndowns all over the place, including in his flairs, and Basingstoke Jake was riding with a brake. That's got nothing to do with going off but it rhymes. I saw Josh fire out his first flipperwhip too, see the photos for evidence!

The Highest air comp was a bit disorganised, some people were just having runs on the midi while others were actually trying to with the £17 prize purse. It was clear that Cam would fare pretty well, Dayson was going surprisingly high for someone so un-aerodynamic (until his back wheel died) and Black was just raping the shit out of the extension with his vert styles. Always a treat. The Win finally went to Mog from Basingstoke, who was hitting 7 ft without looking like he was even trying. I heard he's going to put the prize money towards some skinny jeans so he won't have to wear those Adidas joggers anymore.

The jersey barrier eventually got moved on top of the small quarter and was once again host to another crazy session. Kris fully took it trying to peg from the aids pit over into the ramp, and I did a pretty cool ninja bike deflection when i fell on my arse. Pinky was consistently pulling bars to icepick, but we could see he wanted the bars back in, unfortunately it wasn't to be, and Merman succesfully executed a perfect pedal 270. Well done David. The most amazing thing I saw was Hagglers 360 footjam on the front of the sub. I think it took him about 8 goes, absolutely clean as fuck. You can always trust Haggler to come up with the goods. He was eventually sprayed with a £1.99 bottle of champagne by Dayson after pulling a one handed footjam fufanu on the sub, again clean as a whistle.

So with the day drawing to an end all that was left to do was play the tradtional game of foot-down, which just disintegrated into 'ghosty your bike at your opponent'.


Thanks to everyone who came along. I like to think Steve Irwin was looking over us that day and saying "Fucking Stingray!".