Shred In Peace...

Got the news yesterday that my old friend Jeremiah Brooks passed away.  He was a staple of my time living in Boulder, CO.  He was an integral part of our skate crew, the Sweet Princes, and I spent every Saturday with him holding down the shop at Meta slanging skateboards to the kids.

I could go on for days with stories.  Skate sessions, other antics we got into, road trips, or trying to recount some awesome story Jam had told me over the years.  He was an awesome dude.  Even when I had moved away and only had the pleasure of seeing him once a year or so, it was like we had never missed a beat.  That wasn't just with me either, that was with everyone of his friends.

It's been rad seeing everyone post old photos on Instagram.  Nails and Louis have put up some gems and there is a Facebook page in his honor.  If you knew Jam, you should check it out.  And in that vein, here is Jam's video part from one of the old Meta videos.

The only way I can really sum this up is by saying, good night Sweet Prince.


Dudebarn, monthly.

It's come to this.  Monthly updates.  So much for timely recaps of shenanigans.  If anyone still looks at this blog I think you'll enjoy this batch.

True to form, summer weather started promptly on July 1.  That always makes for an interesting 4th of July.  People are ready to drink beer in the sun all day and let loose.  Between our camping mission and BBQing I'd say the 4th was an all around success.  Then, add in some karaoke (of course) and bands playing in a bag store and you know we've been having fun.

As a side note, my friend Jen recently wrote a blog post lamenting the lack of mini ramps around these days.  I count 4 different ramps in this post.  We just need to go skating more Jen!

Coastal journey.

That one rock.

Because if you don't camp, the terrorists have won.

Mini, mini.  It's so small, mellow, and fun that it kind of ruins every other ramp.  Or least makes them feel like a vert ramp.

4th of July BBQ #2.  More face painting was happening than skating.

Net jump challenge.  This is a make.

This is not.

Chris got it the try after this.


Slammer sighting!  At the Slammer bar of course.

Oh hey random dog, you chilling?

Ramp shredding in SE.

Back at the barn.  Evening shredding with Alex.

Why not try to grind off the end, over the trash can to that plywood?  This didn't end up nearly as bad as it looks.


You know there was karaoke.  Cheyne crushing it.

I think I got our whole karaoke crew in one photo!

Dropping knowledge on your college.

Then this happens.  But unlike Chopsticks this won't get you kicked out at this spot.


I'm not sure why this event was happening, but stoked that White Woman was playing at the Chrome Bag store.

Shirtless band, shirtless crowd.

When the mic gets dropped who else would pick it up?