Megaphone Day: IX
Written by Chelsea Camarata
Well well, to sum up the day in a few words, I would have to say RIP Megaphone.
It all started in the morning of this Wednesday, we all convened at Keith's house and ate delicious scrambled eggs and perfectly toasted rolls. This very special day we were unveiling the megaphone, which traveled all the way from Burlington, VT. When we left the house at around 10ish, it was pretty much dumping. We knew there were going to be pillow lines and 20 feet of pow pow. Keith makes the best scrambled eggs, according to Gerry, in a creepy voice. We arrived in the park and sessioned the wall ride. It was Chelsea, Keith, Gerry, Bill, Bellow, and Ryan arrived a bit later. Gerry was doing helicopter maneuvers and the rest of us were doing spicy tricks as well, receiving siren whistles and loud speaker compliments. We moved up to the box when the wall was played out. There were about 50 kids waiting to drop in from 10 feet away, snaking and sliming their way to the front of the line. Keith got on the loud speaker and regulated the flow of traffic. People finally got the idea that you couldn't get to the end of a 40 foot box if you drop on top of it, and moved back. We had some intense train action and a lot of fancy tricks were displayed. Shit got crazy, we almost witnessed a fight between some angry kid in plaid and a ski blader. Burkee was yelling at people with the megaphone all day and some guy in camo got pissed and wanted to take it away. We tried to take some laps but only took 1 because the lift line was 8 years long. Our eyes were opened to the fact that kids at Creek are mean; some kids were throwing snowballs at 2 Asian people, and it wasn't very nice at all. At the end of the day, when it was time to go, Ryan rode down with the megaphone and it got confiscated. Some lady, who was really nasty, was trying to take Ryan's pass, claiming that she just "wanted to see it." Ryan informed her that you look with your eyes only, pfft, even 5 year olds know that. So the casualty of the day was our megaphone, because they thought that we were trying to steal it from the mountain. After that, Bill did some sweet reverse donuts with his Jeep, er I mean Saturn wagon, and ripped through a huge mud puddle. Then we came back to Keith's, got 5-5-5 and watched the amazing footy from this amazing day. The End.
Well well, to sum up the day in a few words, I would have to say RIP Megaphone.
It all started in the morning of this Wednesday, we all convened at Keith's house and ate delicious scrambled eggs and perfectly toasted rolls. This very special day we were unveiling the megaphone, which traveled all the way from Burlington, VT. When we left the house at around 10ish, it was pretty much dumping. We knew there were going to be pillow lines and 20 feet of pow pow. Keith makes the best scrambled eggs, according to Gerry, in a creepy voice. We arrived in the park and sessioned the wall ride. It was Chelsea, Keith, Gerry, Bill, Bellow, and Ryan arrived a bit later. Gerry was doing helicopter maneuvers and the rest of us were doing spicy tricks as well, receiving siren whistles and loud speaker compliments. We moved up to the box when the wall was played out. There were about 50 kids waiting to drop in from 10 feet away, snaking and sliming their way to the front of the line. Keith got on the loud speaker and regulated the flow of traffic. People finally got the idea that you couldn't get to the end of a 40 foot box if you drop on top of it, and moved back. We had some intense train action and a lot of fancy tricks were displayed. Shit got crazy, we almost witnessed a fight between some angry kid in plaid and a ski blader. Burkee was yelling at people with the megaphone all day and some guy in camo got pissed and wanted to take it away. We tried to take some laps but only took 1 because the lift line was 8 years long. Our eyes were opened to the fact that kids at Creek are mean; some kids were throwing snowballs at 2 Asian people, and it wasn't very nice at all. At the end of the day, when it was time to go, Ryan rode down with the megaphone and it got confiscated. Some lady, who was really nasty, was trying to take Ryan's pass, claiming that she just "wanted to see it." Ryan informed her that you look with your eyes only, pfft, even 5 year olds know that. So the casualty of the day was our megaphone, because they thought that we were trying to steal it from the mountain. After that, Bill did some sweet reverse donuts with his Jeep, er I mean Saturn wagon, and ripped through a huge mud puddle. Then we came back to Keith's, got 5-5-5 and watched the amazing footy from this amazing day. The End.