Growing up in Alhambra in the summer of 85 was not your ordinary summer. That year my old man and I built my first quarter pipe/launch ramp. I call it a mix of both because the transitions were horrible and if you went too fast you could launch out of it. It had no coping and the wood could splinter the hell out of you if you weren t careful. I would bring it out every day and usually session by myself or with my friend Daniel Riggi. Read more
