SBC Melbourne Skate Day April '08 skateboarding

Yes, it was that time again, when us SB-C members from Melbourne (and this time, a brief appearance from our Adelaideian friend Richard (rweyland)) met up in the city and skated around, painting the town red and ingesting large amounts of junk food. Pictures are at the bottom, but are uploading to photobucket currently.

The day started off for me at 10am when Joel (Dying_To_Live) and I met up outside the city skatepark, Riverslide. After chilling for a bit and feeling really weird for being there so early, some other people turned up. Damien (Roboman) rocked up at about 10:30, and Joe and Rex (Riskitforabiscuit and Bahaha) showed up about fifteen minutes later. Daniel (blind_is_the_shit) had called earlier and said he couldn't come, and Michael (gluestick) was nowhere to be seen. That just left us waiting for one essential element for our skate days, our good friend Ash (killyourfamily), who decided to sleep in and keep us waiting for half an hour (grr.)

So by 11:30 we were all still at the skatepark, debating to wait for Michael, bail and go get food or wait for Richard to call. We called Richard, and he said that he was about an hour out of town, so we decided to hit up a spot before meeting him up at Hungry Jacks. We were heading down the Southbank, until Joe noticed a "Free Personality Test" being offered by the church of scientology....

We turned a corner and sat down, discussing who was going to take it. The conversation went a little like this:

"Someone take it."
"Why don't you take it?"
"I don't wanna be brainwashed!"
"Pussy."
"How about you do it?"
"Nah, what if they brainwash me?"
"So you're just as much of a pussy as me"
"Yeah.."
"Wait, is it free?"
"Yeah."
"Fuck, i'll do it."
"I'll tape it."

So, I had volunteered myself to taking a personality test. It seemed like a pretty good idea when I was 100 meters away from the table. Then getting up close to these people freaked me out. But I'd calmed myself down, and decided that I would. But after sitting down, I realised that the actual problem was not laughing in their faces.

I was told to hold onto these two metal tubes. Then the crazy lady asked me if anything made me stressed, if i was afraid of anything, why i'm afraid of it, ect. When it seemed that I wasn't depressed or stressed (the dial had stayed on the "Not Depressed" mark for the whole time i'd been doing it) the lady started asking me these weird questions. "Are you tired?" "Are you on medication?" "Have you masturbated recently?". I asked why she wanted to know, she said something like "These factors tend to make the machine not work". Yeah, i'm not depressed so it's not working, bullshit.

Soon enough, I walked away, feeling completely normal. After Ash had finished his with the same result, we decided to head on to the spot. We got to the spot, the Melbourne Aquarium. A couple of ledges and manual pads, sweet stuff. After a 20 minute or so sesh, Damien landed Double Flip, and Rex had dialed Full Cab down a drop, so we headed back to the train station, to meet up with some friends of Damiens and waited for our good friend Richard. After ten minutes, we got bored and headed over to Hungry Jacks.

We had some good food, ate my first cheese burger ever (not bad, may I add.) and we then just sat and waited for Richard to call. We instructed him to where we were, the second story of Hungry Jacks on Swanston Street. Twenty minutes later we got a call. "Yeah, you're not here". As it turns out, there are two Hungry Jacks on Swanston St. We headed out to meet our good friend, walking about eight hundred meters to the next store.

We got to the other Hungry Jacks and ran up to greet Richard. We spent about five minutes chilling and taking a group photo, then went across the road to RMIT loading dock. After trying a pop shuvit and failing, I accepted once again that I sucked and resigned myself to shooting photos. After about five minutes of mucking around, Rex started trying Tre Flips off it. They looked mighty steezy so I decided to get my photo on and shoot it. He landed about twenty or so minutes. Here was the snap.

Just before he landed it, Richard had to leave and go sightseeing, come down again mate. After the land, we headed off to our favorite spot, Lincoln Square. Usually we have a good half our of skating before getting booted, but Damien and his mates had gotten there first and gotten booted by the park ranger. What a faggot.

We decided to head off to one of my favorite spots, IMAX Gaps. On the way, we saw something truly epic. It turns out that us SBC members cannot escape Goatse even in real life. Thats right folks, there was a car with a GOATSE number plate. After getting a few snaps of us all around it, we headed over to the IMAX.

We got there, and it looked beautiful. It was Golden Hour, and looked brilliant. One of Damiens friends was a great skater, and ollied the gap first off. Rex followed quickly. After all that, we just chilled and played SKATE 'till I had to leave.

Thats Damien's mate ollieing the gap, i got one of Rex too, but i'll post it up later.

Fullcab - Rex

Pop Shove - Rex

GOATSE

Thats Joe and Ash.

Flaming Homoness, thy name is Joe.

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