- on May 01, 2015Tags: wilshire cruise , wilshire , venice beach skatepark , venice beach , street , skateboarding , sidewalk shred , push culture , push , noah dekel , los angeles , longboarding , loaded , joshua hayes , greenskate.org , greenskate la , greenskate , freestyle , freeriding , earth month , earth day , distance , carving , arian chamasmanyFriends, compatriots, let there be no doubt, Ive thrown my fair share of skate events over the years. Ive run the gamut of mishaps, tackled with the unexpected, the unscripted, unplanned. Ive attended and played host to numerous slide jams and weekly shred summonings. Savored countless instances of pure unadulterated skateboarding elation. Seen and sewn the seeds of stoke, both near and abroad. So, after almost six years of solid event attendance, organization, and assembly, naturally, you have to assume that there are going to be a few bad apples in the bunch, so to speak. Alas, so was what I had originally perceived by the painfully lackluster attendance of the recent event I threw in conjunction with Greenskate.org and Loaded Boards, The Greenskate LA Sidewalk Shred. Out of the twenty something people I had confirmed or assumed would attend our leisurely Sunday afternoon skate gathering, only a proud and faithful TWO had actually arrived. [caption id="attachment_19379" align="alignnone" width="625" caption="Pushing off towards Wilshire Boulevard, and down towards the beach."][/caption] What to do? I thought to myself nervously Continue to stall the jam? (assuming maybe a few more swarthy souls would arrive) or, run the days plan with the proud plucky two that made the effort to show up.. The resulting noble group-made decision to press onward despite our absence of numbers later proved not only to debunk my initial woeful projections as to the overall success of the afternoon, but also worked to remind me that while stoke in numbers may indeed be the case, it definitely does not dictate that a day spent shredding the streets with a two versus twenty isnt necessarily any less fun; or in this case, meaningful.
So it's been just a little over two months ago since my car died. Yep, my Volkswagon finally kicked the bucket. So I've resorted to public transit. Yes people, the drivers driver, yours truly, has made the switch. And let me just be completely honest here, it hasn't been the smoothest of transitions. Going from a zippy Los Angeles freeway conquistador to a wood pushing pedestrian has taken some serious getting use too. Memorizing bus routes, planning my adventures in depth (ahead of time), hustling rides. It's a whole new way of getting around that has taken a great deal of acclamation. But while it hasn't been the easiest method of movement, I've actually begun to relish my untethered freedom from the rein of the automobile.
[caption id="attachment_5278" align="alignnone" width="640" caption="San Pancho, Mexico 2011"][/caption] Patrick Switzer: Alright Ross, you sound very passionate about this event. Why did Green Skate start? Ross Baradoy: The history of it was grown out of the community in Calgary. First basically what happened was