New Beginnings

Check it out. Everyone just thinks of mini ramps as things to screw around on—jungle gyms for adults or something. But what a mini ramp really is, or can be anyway, is a community.

I got my ass handed to me a couple years ago by circumstance. I was engaged, did y'all know that? And I owned a business together with my man. Both things went away, right around the same time. Reality bent, disorientation unfolded ... but the show must go on.

Circumstantially, I started skating this one backyard mini ramp a lot. Here, slowly, I collected all of these shining people who are now my shining family. To all who wander or are lost, see, there's always a new somewhere to turn.

This is all just a long-winded way of telling you that that ramp's gone now. Wet Northwest winters had done a number on its bones. We tore the thing out and took the last wood to the dump yesterday. Sure, it was a little sad. Like with an old, sick dog, though, we knew it was time to put it down.

But! A new ramp's coming! Different dimensions, fresh strong wood all smelling of sap. Maybe see ya there this spring?