VIII
Written by Gerard Vincent Weber III:
Keith is kind of enough to let me grace his live journal with my words of wisdom and very text edits... or something like that.
Lets start from the beginning...
It was a warm as hell winter morning. The trees are confused they don’t know whether to bloom again or stay tucked away. Chelsea picked me up at 8:15am and we headed to Creek to ride. Since it’s the first year without a Hunter season pass I was a little upset, but I couldn't deal with the bullshit Hunter pumps onto their mountain. Anyway we got to Creek in a reasonable amount of time. Cops were everywhere. We met up with Mr. Ryan Bent sporting his new whip. I forget what it was but he drives it like he is in a high pursuit speed chase. Bill called and let us knows he was getting there later. Ah, Creek... Dirty air, trash everywhere, and people that don't care about their jobs as long as their making bank. Since there were only 2 trails and we would only be riding 1 all day I knew it was going to be a day where we had to be creative not be get pissed about the conditions. Actually, the cover wasn't that bad at first. The set up was as follows, straight rail, 40ft box, wall ride. We hit the rail and the box and immediately started hiking the wall ride in fear of it getting destroyed and super cut out. THAT THING IS FUN! My goal was how many times I could spin around on it. Ryan was getting super steezy on it pressing everything out and making sure people from far away would be like "damn that kid has some serious style" and "oh shit you see that? danny davis just hit the wallride!" Chelsea was the only girl hitting it. I'm really surprised how good she got. As I was strapping in to hit the wall again I heard "Gerry!!!" As I looked towards the familiar voice I see this bright hoody on the chair lift. Obviously its Bill "I rock the dopest shit, you can't get this, bitches you know you want my dick" Keryc. I was extremely excited to see Bill. Here are some interesting facts about Bill and I...
We go to school together.
He lives 2 dorms next to me.
He shares the same belief in hoodies as I do.
We both wear 7 3/8.
We're both about good times.
Bill gets down and gets up and naughty on the wallride. Then out of nowhere this crazy kid in yellow pants comes blasting through with a huge smile. I did a double take and realized its Keith. What a maniac. Bright yellow pants. As Chelsea would say Jersey is like a "bag of cracked out skittles". So many bright colors around on the slope it will put you into a seizure. Honestly all the Japanese would have to do would be film the 40ft. box with all the kids with bright colors and it would pass as TV. We got tired of the wallride and moved to the 40ft box. At that time I felt we were losing the war on global warming. I was sweating and I couldn’t breathe. Steam was coming off of everyone. I love NJ. Kids only care about switch ups. Here are some tricks I saw today.
Nosepress-to-nosepress-to-nosepress-to-feeble-180 out
Nosepress-to-tailpress-to-noseslide-to-tailslide
Noseslide-to-tailslide-to-noseslide-tailslide-to-noseslide
50/50-to-frontboard-to-switch 50/50-to-noseslide
Then it just started getting ridiculous.
Straight up tap dancing, crip walking, A-town stomping, and I believe I saw the cast from bring it on all together on the box at once. Also kids were fucking retarded today. They were starting 15ft away from a 40ft box that is slightly uphill! GOD DAMN! I wish I brought my megaphone up the mountain to regulate but I left it in Chelsea's car. We all agreed it was time for a lunch break. We went down to the lodge where Chelsea once again packed lunch for everyone. I pretty sure I would be dead from starvation if it weren’t for her. Keith and I wanted some chicken tenders with french fries. We decided to split one. When I picked one up I managed to snipe another piece of chicken from another dish. Yes! I wanted to steal the food but Keith wouldn't let me. I tried to convince him to let me put the chicken in my pockets so we only had to pay for the fries but he wouldn't let me. Keith said he "was a changed man" and he's "older". I never really like to pay for dumb things like that but Keith made me feel guilty... kind of.... I think tomorrow I'll do it. We went back out and decided to film. "Oh man the camera is out. Everyone start acting black, drop the doors, put your gang signs in check and lets hustle", Keith said. That didn't happen but it usually does. We all sessioned the 40ft. and got some funny footage. Then we started taking runs and doing butters. We took runs until the camera died. Keith got trick of the day for going under their SLOW sign. Ryan ollied over it too and I couldn't believe how high he went. Chelsea tried but ended up taking about both signs. Bill and I just stood there and laughed and bonk the leftovers. Down at the bottom Ryan pointed out some kid with a full get up Grenade Newspaper outfit. I said "Check it out, yesterday's news!" Ryan and I laughed, but everyone was standing outside my vocal reach and didn't hear. I later repeated the joke to Keith for the full effect laugh. Did I mention Chelsea was rocking XL bright blue snow pants? Ha-ha yeah that shit was "Ballin" as Jim Jones would say. I had so much fun today, but I miss the other segments of the Jersey crew. EBS Ryan and Dan, Jersey Dave, Katey Katey, Libby Libby, Alex.... Where you at? Does someone need to get chirped to come and ride? I can't wait to do it again tomorrow!
Keith is kind of enough to let me grace his live journal with my words of wisdom and very text edits... or something like that.
Lets start from the beginning...
It was a warm as hell winter morning. The trees are confused they don’t know whether to bloom again or stay tucked away. Chelsea picked me up at 8:15am and we headed to Creek to ride. Since it’s the first year without a Hunter season pass I was a little upset, but I couldn't deal with the bullshit Hunter pumps onto their mountain. Anyway we got to Creek in a reasonable amount of time. Cops were everywhere. We met up with Mr. Ryan Bent sporting his new whip. I forget what it was but he drives it like he is in a high pursuit speed chase. Bill called and let us knows he was getting there later. Ah, Creek... Dirty air, trash everywhere, and people that don't care about their jobs as long as their making bank. Since there were only 2 trails and we would only be riding 1 all day I knew it was going to be a day where we had to be creative not be get pissed about the conditions. Actually, the cover wasn't that bad at first. The set up was as follows, straight rail, 40ft box, wall ride. We hit the rail and the box and immediately started hiking the wall ride in fear of it getting destroyed and super cut out. THAT THING IS FUN! My goal was how many times I could spin around on it. Ryan was getting super steezy on it pressing everything out and making sure people from far away would be like "damn that kid has some serious style" and "oh shit you see that? danny davis just hit the wallride!" Chelsea was the only girl hitting it. I'm really surprised how good she got. As I was strapping in to hit the wall again I heard "Gerry!!!" As I looked towards the familiar voice I see this bright hoody on the chair lift. Obviously its Bill "I rock the dopest shit, you can't get this, bitches you know you want my dick" Keryc. I was extremely excited to see Bill. Here are some interesting facts about Bill and I...
We go to school together.
He lives 2 dorms next to me.
He shares the same belief in hoodies as I do.
We both wear 7 3/8.
We're both about good times.
Bill gets down and gets up and naughty on the wallride. Then out of nowhere this crazy kid in yellow pants comes blasting through with a huge smile. I did a double take and realized its Keith. What a maniac. Bright yellow pants. As Chelsea would say Jersey is like a "bag of cracked out skittles". So many bright colors around on the slope it will put you into a seizure. Honestly all the Japanese would have to do would be film the 40ft. box with all the kids with bright colors and it would pass as TV. We got tired of the wallride and moved to the 40ft box. At that time I felt we were losing the war on global warming. I was sweating and I couldn’t breathe. Steam was coming off of everyone. I love NJ. Kids only care about switch ups. Here are some tricks I saw today.
Nosepress-to-nosepress-to-nosepress-to-feeble-180 out
Nosepress-to-tailpress-to-noseslide-to-tailslide
Noseslide-to-tailslide-to-noseslide-tailslide-to-noseslide
50/50-to-frontboard-to-switch 50/50-to-noseslide
Then it just started getting ridiculous.
Straight up tap dancing, crip walking, A-town stomping, and I believe I saw the cast from bring it on all together on the box at once. Also kids were fucking retarded today. They were starting 15ft away from a 40ft box that is slightly uphill! GOD DAMN! I wish I brought my megaphone up the mountain to regulate but I left it in Chelsea's car. We all agreed it was time for a lunch break. We went down to the lodge where Chelsea once again packed lunch for everyone. I pretty sure I would be dead from starvation if it weren’t for her. Keith and I wanted some chicken tenders with french fries. We decided to split one. When I picked one up I managed to snipe another piece of chicken from another dish. Yes! I wanted to steal the food but Keith wouldn't let me. I tried to convince him to let me put the chicken in my pockets so we only had to pay for the fries but he wouldn't let me. Keith said he "was a changed man" and he's "older". I never really like to pay for dumb things like that but Keith made me feel guilty... kind of.... I think tomorrow I'll do it. We went back out and decided to film. "Oh man the camera is out. Everyone start acting black, drop the doors, put your gang signs in check and lets hustle", Keith said. That didn't happen but it usually does. We all sessioned the 40ft. and got some funny footage. Then we started taking runs and doing butters. We took runs until the camera died. Keith got trick of the day for going under their SLOW sign. Ryan ollied over it too and I couldn't believe how high he went. Chelsea tried but ended up taking about both signs. Bill and I just stood there and laughed and bonk the leftovers. Down at the bottom Ryan pointed out some kid with a full get up Grenade Newspaper outfit. I said "Check it out, yesterday's news!" Ryan and I laughed, but everyone was standing outside my vocal reach and didn't hear. I later repeated the joke to Keith for the full effect laugh. Did I mention Chelsea was rocking XL bright blue snow pants? Ha-ha yeah that shit was "Ballin" as Jim Jones would say. I had so much fun today, but I miss the other segments of the Jersey crew. EBS Ryan and Dan, Jersey Dave, Katey Katey, Libby Libby, Alex.... Where you at? Does someone need to get chirped to come and ride? I can't wait to do it again tomorrow!