Home is Where the Heart Is Part 2

The last time I was in Russellville, Arkansas (which I consider my hometown), it left me wanting more. The awkwardly fun skate park there was still a puzzle to me. I wasn't sure how to navigate the odd half snake run. I wasn't sure what to make of the weird bank to tight transitions in the next area. I wasn't sure why there was a two foot to vert bowled end in the shallow. I didn't get it, but I wanted to master it.

Plus, there was a ditch from my youth that I so wanted to skate. There was a new ditch that looked even more fun than the old ditch. The curbs at the nearby London elementary school had been painted red. I was very interested in hitting some spots in Russellville. So, one month from my last visit, I went back.

This strangely placed loveseat is so fun to carve around

Here you can see the bank to transitions. Very awkward to get used to, but fun once you do.

This little bowl end pocket is only about 2 feet tall. Frontside carving it has eluded me, but backside is fun and easy.

I didn't get to skate the elementary school because of people and cars. Well, shit.
 
The ditches? Water in both. The skate park? I got that down on my second day this visit. I started finally putting some runs together. I still don't like how the "bowl" area dies and become dirt halfway through, but the rest of the park became flowable to me. Skate the roll in to the kicker which transfers you across to a bank then up a bank, wallie over, then either backside carve the super tight micro mini or ollie up the strange bank to step then up the other side. Ollie to 50/50 on the short ledge then down a bank to go up the bank to trannie and over the oddly placed loveseat (which turned out to be my favorite thing), then up the other bank to trannie, feeble that and call it a run. Good times.

However, the KOOK METER went off the charts this visit. I got to the park my first day to find 3 kids, late teens I'd guess, shooting off fireworks in the skatepark. Okay. This is something I could see myself doing at that age. No biggie. However, in my 1 1/2 there that day, they skated for all of 5 minutes and left their fireworks remnants lying around the park. At one point, I hit some and stopped short in the middle of a carve through the bowl. This is lame, and it is what keeps more parks from being built in towns like Russellville. I know, punk rock disrespect the authority.  But, when people in your community step up for you and work to give you a park, don't disrespect that.

The second day at the park I met up with a kid named Grant that I had met on my last visit to Russellville, and I thought I was out of the kookville blues.

Nope, I was wrong. Same kid from the day before shows up, skateboard in hand, but doesn't skate. Nope, this time he spent about 10 minutes working with a permanent marker on some graffiti. Then, finished with his little art project, he picked up his board and walked away again. Dude wins the kook award for sure.

In other news:

Two Luchaskate drop offs made. 1 to Enjoy.

Haney with his copy. Enjoy drop off.

 2 to some good folks at Kanis (which means I got to skate Kanis).

Kanis Park. I love you. I'm freakin' serious.

Only skate for about 30 minutes, but it was a great 30 minutes.

 I'm super stoked to share Luchaskate in my home state.  I've put a lot of thought on how to grow Luchaskate and I truly believe the scene in Arkansas is the first direction for expansion. I'm always met with good vibes from the folks in my home skate.