The Cornwall dwelling man-mountain himself, Mr Leo Sharp, steps to our Photographers Stories plate this afternoon with five of his favourite shots gathered across the course of 2013.
Have a click through below to find out what Big L’s been into over the last 12 months, then head on back tomorrow for our next installment…Joe Gavin, wallride nollie.
On possibly the coldest day of winter 2013, I met up with a gregarious crew of Manchester heads to hit a few spots around the streets of Salford. It was one of those raw January evenings where, even though it’s been dry all day, tarmac surfaces begin to get damp and greasy. After Nev had nailed himself into the dry but unforgivingly freezing concrete slabs of the law courts gap trying a backside flip (and getting robbed – again), Joe suggested we try to skate this rad hip.
It’s a notorious bust at the best of times due to its enclosed location and the fact that the bottom of the bank is six feet from the entrance to a shop. The shell-suited ghost of Dan Rees must have been watching over us that night though. After blasting a few noisy wallrides, the air was still devoid of security walkie-talkie crackles. The run-up for the spot consists of a short, thin tarmaced alleyway requiring a throw down and last second carve. Not a problem for someone of Joe’s rugged backstreet prowess I hear you cry, but throw in the sub-zero temperatures and a surface way past dew-point with nowt but half a Dominos pizza box to dry your feet on then you’ll begin to appreciate the nause.
A few tries later though, and it’s in the bag with a distinct lack of Das Boot.