And so it begins, an inside look into the Winnipeg tour: The following words are from Kristin Ebeling:12:24pm August 6th
Currently sittin shotty in the van somewhere in Montana. After leaving Nancy's humble abode in Seattle around midnight, and a very long morning of driving through Washington and Idaho, we made it to Missoula, MT. We emerged from the van with stiff legs and sleepy eyes. Knowing time was of the essence, everyone grabbed their shred sled and made it over to the park. Ahhhh Grindline.... Jesse got hyped on a steep drop-in, and Beth made it over the stairs with perfection as Erica cruised the tranny with ease. Esther got down with a lil pivot fakie on the volcano and Kristina got some steezy front tails on the brick bank. Yours truely made out with a blunt fakie on a skinny bowlside quarter. Moira filmed the goods but missed Beth scorpioning onto the long rail after sticking on a boardslide (I was too scared to even try it, so props to her). Other than that, no major injuries. Everyone killed it. After some freshening up in the bathroom we pilled in the van. Billings, MT or bust!
9:27pm August 6th
So we made it to Billings, MT after a few pit stops for cigarettes, food, energy drinks, and to relieve ourselves of the human burden that is urination. Most of us got at least an hour of sleep on the way and folks were in high spirits as we rolled up to the park. Jesse lightly mentions she cracked her jam here a few years back. Buzzkill? This news didn't turn anyone away, not even Jesse. With the crew fearlessly shralping, Moira and Audrey worked hard to document our maneuvers. Chrissie got down with her favorite trick, switch front shove, off the kicker. Yours truely trey flipped and switch flipped the same obstacle. The local boys had mad beef with us beezys showing them up at their local park and vocalized their frustrations. The heckling got pretty bad, and Chrissie let em have it. With the boys mouths now glued, we got back to business. Kristina got lipsleezy on the rail out the bank and Esther molested the gnarly lil quarter with a standup backside 5-0 to fakes. After getting really sketched out by 2 local dads fighting in the parking lot and 10 yr. olds talking about the scarcity of jobs for drop outs, we asked for the check. We left with a small tip...middle finger to all the lil turds from Billings and thumbs up to our lil bud from Wyoming. Later!
August 7th 1:32pm
So we rolled into Bizmark, ND after a wonderful sleep under Montana's stars. After gettin some gas, coffee and directions, we made it to the skatepark. Nope, this was not a Grindline park, of which we had become accustomed to thus far on our adventure. We doubtfully dragged our feet out of the van, I think mainly because we wanted to at least stretch our legs. The crusty banks and makeshift boxes didn't look the least bit appealing at first but we started skating anyways. Moira was out with her old school super 8 and everyone got a clip or two. So many tricks went down on the nope-ing quarter including a lipslide and front smith by Canada's pride, Beth, backtail by our Australian import, Esther, and as usual, crazy old school shit by Erica that I don't want to embaress myself in attempting to name, a mean 5050 by Jesse, and back-d christopher reeves by me. The session moved to the hubba, where Kristina and I made everyone see double with some 5050's, then to the gap over the bank, where 4 of us got down on a kickflip. Woo, then we skated the bank to curb which easily became our fav part of the park. By now everyone was stoked we didn't write off Montana's ugly step-sister of a skatepark. After cat baths in a nearby faucet, we are back on the road to Fargo-ya! So fuck you Grindline, we don't need your buttery lovin under our feet to have fun. In crust we trust! <3
4:24pm (still on Seattle time) August 7th
Just shralped a bench at a rest stop in ND. We got some board slides and some grinds. Beth got wicked with a frontside 180 switch 5050 frontside 180 out. WHAT! WHAT! Rest stop skate or die.
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