I just had a sun drenched radtastic winner of a weekend in Wicklow. Ol' Dirty Kavanagh (above mid grizzy) organised a "vert" contest in the local conrete abyss which had a a very surprisingly amazing turn out of new and auld heads. No poxy sponsors, no egos, no accolades, just good times! I felt like sooo Anti Hero as I cruised around the concrete walls, not because of my skateboard manouveres you understand, but because I was wearing clothes I'd skated and slept in the day before, y'know, like a true skater, a "skater's skater", we don't even brush our teeth man, that's shits so main stream, stick it to the colgate man!
I think the alure of gum rotting fizzy Donegal deliciousness was the real reason why so many fuggers came out of the woodwork for this epic jam. Photos stolen from ol' dirty Dordsman.
Here's some footage of the event, again, EPIC shit! Props to all who turned up and raised a fischt!
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