Here's what I discovered at Surrey...

pretty nice place for riding

A million stoplights and a couple car wrecks slow the trip up a bit. But we make it anyway and find Saiben there already kicking his skateboard into high gear on some real good terrain. Edit, Edit, Edit,Edit, Edit, Edit,Edit, Edit, Edit,Edit, Edit, Edit,Edit, Edit, Edit,Edit, Edit, Edit,Edit, Edit, Edit, Edit, Edit, Edit,Edit, Edit, Edit,Edit, Edit, Edit,get an air tight baggy! ( edited to keeep our upstanding citizens in a good light, Just like the 5 o'clock news!)

The park is mostly dry now and we skate for a while and take a few photo's. It seems that everywhere we go these day's there a few rippers that stand out above the rest. Always! Nothing else special happened except a local skater was getting burly on a BMX'r. Verbal assaultage! No fisticuffs were thrown down probably cuz the BMX'r would have been killed being outnumbered 110-1.

It was getting late and we decided we had to make a dash to Whiterock so we'd have a little light left. By the time we got there, which didn't take long, we were all a little exhausted. But we were able to manage to regain some with caffeine and sugar. Then we take a look at all the new shit there and quickly grab our boards to get in on the Graceland of B.C. parks!

Bobcat planting a lean boneless!
The new set-up was finished yet but sections were ridable and being ridden by the locals. The new stuff added to the big ass snake run make this park a must go! The only other park I've been to that is better is Burnside! Whiterock is #2 in the N.W. and it's only 20 minutes over the border!

We talked to the locals there who were all real cool and the remainder of the park could be done as you read this! We'll be back up there in no time. We were tired, out of light, and had a nice drive ahead of us.

To make a long ending short it was late. The border patrol didn't like the looks of us and we got pulled over to be searched. We lied our ass' off. The car was searched... ( Needless to say we had open beer bottles in the back, some pills that are illegal in the U.S., expired tabs, and bad breath. And I still had the dirt puke blood concoction on my clothes.) So we were just about getting nervous when Bobcat hears them get in a fit about " Stolen Car". God Bless this distraction! They haul in a man in cuffs and a couple minutes later we were cleared for take off. We don't make it fifteen feet until Mr. Cat unknowingly lodges a cone under the end of the car and we start dragging it down the highway about 150 feet. It comes loose, we roll over it and it spits out the back! Mr. Cat is then hightailing it outta there to the nearest TB to hook back up with Sayben and Turleboy.

Jesse was a Smooth Mutha!

The rest of this panarama has yet to be developed.

Well now were all back in our nests pondering how long until the next adventure.