I didn't go for very long this year. Got there late, left early (after the second fight of the day jumped off, so to speak). As it turned out, I missed the good (Andrew "Street Sweeper" Mick demolishing the rail) along with the bad (long-time local Mel getting hit by a moron on a Harley who decided the Banks would be a good place for burnouts—pun intended). Last year I took something like 300 photos, this year it was more like a dozen. Which was a shame, seeing that Animal went through the trouble of building ramps (two three-sided wedges, one with a sub, and a wedge spine with a grind box going up and down) that the city has probably scrapped by now. Oh well.
Ended up rolling out with Joey Piazza (who was the subject of roughly 10 of the 12 photos I actually DID take at the Banks), Rob Dolecki, Wormz and one of the Corts brothers to some empty downtown spots (one of the happy side effects of the jam). Wormz, Corts and Dolecki split off from us to shoot some stuff for FBM, and Joey and I met up with a couple of his friends from Albany to ride a little more. Well, for THEM to ride a little more. Joey filmed, and I gave the Nikon a little more of a workout.
Feeble to hop-up camera-splash manual. Leonard Street.
Not-quite-flat rail up.
Not-quite-flat rail down.
Right now it seems like everybody's in Vegas at Interbike BUT me. Next year.
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