The Return...

So after a 2 month period of no contact whatsoever Jamie Campbell called me up to go skate. It'd been way too long. I also had forgotten how absolutely weird his family is besides his Mom. I knocked on the door, his sister answered it "Jamie?"
"Yeah."
"He's here..." and she walked away. Creepy!

His partner Dude Jack was in tow as well.


Christmas time ear ring's!


Tumultuous skies loomed.


We buttered that ledge.


And did some Frontside Noseslide's.


This dude was creepin'.


This ledge is fun for slides, as well as for quick dips.


Jamie ain't afraid of no water.


Jack's kickflip's never get old to me. I swear to Christ and Science at the same time he landed this.


Wild shit on the dashboard...


I blinded Jack with flash for making a smart comment about my fervent adoration of Hip-Hop and the fact that I was enjoying a chicken sandwich from KFC.


Filmer style's.


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He really pushed from the end of the parking lot. I guess a lot of runway is better than not enough.


Ollie right to a kickout.


I wanted to browse the plants but no one else would humor me in that department.


One of my favorite spots ever is almost dried out enough to skate it. I'm also moving right next to it in a week and a half. TIMING.


Jamie and Jack's boards. Real bros skate basically the exact same set up.