The brotherhood of skateboarding is a funny thing at times. The other day I was on route to the new Oceanside, CA skate park to shred. When I got there it was closed down for landscaping

and the dudes were not down to let anybody skate. These guys were big, burly, landscape grass laying, sprinkler installing humans. Anyway, as I was staring at the park in sadness about how I wasted about 3 bucks in gas to get there and that I could not skate, I see these two dudes jump the fence in full punk rock fashion and they start to skate around the landscape dudes. The landscape guys chased them out and gave them the wag of the finger and I pulled out my Canon PowerShot to document the radness at hand.

I went to the parking lot where there was a fun flat ground zone and a cone to ollie over and I decided to skate it. As I was warming up the same two dudes came up and and we started talking. I gave them props on there balls to jump the fence and they said thanks. We exchanged names, the one who is tall with brown hair is Garrett  and the blonde dude is Mark. They're both rulers on the skateboard and after a few minutes of talking about skating and how lame the landscape dudes were we hear this giant truck pull in. It was a City of Oceanside truck with a dude who looked like Agent Smith in it with a cell phone to his ear starring at us. Garrett and Mark and I all agreed we needed to get out of there before this guy got the real cops there to kick us out. He was some lame city worker who no doubt was on the phone about to snitch on us.

So I was about to say goodbye to my new friends as they said, "Come skate with us today man." I was stoked so I grabbed an extra memory card for the Canon PowerShot and my skate key and my hoodie and I jumped I their Benz and off to the great wide open we went.

Our first stop was this rad metal park in Libby Lake, turbo ghetto, mad bums talking to themselves, gangstered out samoans with chips on their shoulders walking by giving hard looks. It was fun though. Mark busted this fat f/s 5.0 grind to drop off the quarter pipe and Garrett got some ill 50 50 grinds going on the box. I filmed the whole day on the PowerShot and all three of us got clips, it was dope. Check out the video of this great day here.

Then we went to this wild ditch and it ruled. Then after that we checked the east side O-side park that is still being built by Grindline and then we went to church. No joke, a church to skate this Jesus thing but we got the boot in 4 seconds. No joke, as soon as I put my board down a dude came out with a garden hoe and chased us out, it was scary as fuck. All in all it was an epic day. We went to one more ditch but it had sand in it and we had to skate 1 mile down this bike path, it rocked. I guess what I am saying is one of the best things about skating is the adventure and how you can meet new humans in it and instantly become close friends just because you both love the same thing. Whatever the sport, art or pastime, strangers see to all feel comfortable jumping in cars with other strangers and rolling around town or going all city just skating all day. We got back to the west side park and it was almost 5'clock, time to pick my lady up from work and to jam out. I said goodbye to Garrett and Mark and I must say, it was one of the most fun days I have had in years. Skate 4 life.

It is so funny how so many things in other sports or art forms are so regimented but in skateboarding   you can just flow all day and not have to fallow any lame guide lines like in golf or art class.