Continuing on with the wallride theme but this time with an utterly loose cannon and a helm, I mean at the helm, we move straight to Bristol and an equally Brass Monkeys night time scenario.
I think this was the first spot of a Phil Parker one night tour of skateboarding destruction, later seeing him ollie some extremely long and ridiculously high stuff. Syd mentioned that he’d recently been sessioning an old underpass spot frequented years before by many a Bristol plank rider. It had recently been given a D.I.Y. seeing to in the shape of small concrete lip allowing speedy access to the tiled transitions. As soon as we arrived, P.P. pushed Mach 10 out of the darkness, up the wall and almost head-butted the roof. This is by no means easy as the transition is extremely tight and most would loop out onto their head at the speed Phil was going. A mention has to be given to the lovely ‘Bear’, Joe Habgood who frontside wallrode this same spot years beforehand with probably no concrete lip whatsoever.
Thanks Joe, your legacy is in unsafe and swollen Southampton hands.