I've been meaning to get these up for a while now, got loads going on at the moment so it's only now that they make it onto the world wide web.
These shots were taken before the clocks went forward so we were arriving at te spotin the dark and having to get light any way we could. Head-torches, wind-up lamps, bicycle lights and candles were all being employed in a desperate attempt to light the place enough to skate it safely. We failed.
It was lit, a bit, just not enough. The bottom of the quarter-pipe had just been skimmed to meet the floor and the thin section at the floor started to crack up and finally big enough chunks were coming up to throw me into the face of the hip opposite. There really isn't a lot of time to take evasive action.
Johners and James kept on shredding until we'd finished the beers and the candles were fading.
Since these pictures were taken there have been big steps forward and hopefully I can get down to help out again soon. But for now you can all take a look at how things looked a week or so ago.
Go build something to skate.