Just above, I backed up, standing between two jump line runways, to get somebody jumping this gap over the pump track line. Instead, I got this epic shot. When you come to the trails to ride, this is what you don't want to do. Dead Sailor to downtube hang. Hey, we've all done it, but not on a jump this gnarly in most cases. Below is the next shot. He got out of it well, and walked without serious pain. That's always good. When you survive it, it's kind of cool when there's a photo. Like that Halloween meme that's been on Facebook this week... Willie Makit? Betty Wont.
Back in the day, these lines were called French, Office, and something else. Now the pump track line goes sideways between the first sets of jumps, and these jumps look way more professional and manicured than way back when. Old School double A pro, P.O.W., and another of my old roommates, Alan Foster, was flowing through here like it was nothing. Alan's still got it.
Most riders weren't, this is still a serious set of lines, and not many others were jumping them. Alan also donated one of his old Schwinn factory uniforms for the raffle. Serious BMX history folks. By the way, Alan had a little brother who was a pretty good rider as well. Damn, what was his name? Oh yeah, it's this guy. He was an Sheep Hills local as well in the early 1990's.
Freddie Chulo's slightly heavier stunt double was there all day as well. You know, in case he was needed. Classic Boozer Brown Ale T-shirt in effect.
There was a skid contest, judged on distance plus style. The winning skid was like 60 feet... one handed. This kid jumped in and gave it his best as the last guy in the skid contest. Good try for a little dude. And not one adult was yelling at him to "PEDAL, PEDAL, PEDAL!"
View from the cheap seats. This is where I sat down when my fat ass got tired (I did walk to Sheep from the bus stop at Brookhurst and PCH). Just liked the way this looked with the S&M logos lit up in the canopy, and the riders jumping in the background.
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