Skatesgiving 2011 – Final Two Days
Wednesday, November 30th, 2011I haven’t had a chance to update this because of how gnarly things got. Sunday was a 15 hour drive with few stops, cars broke down, cops were nice…things were generally off the wall and now I’m back to making skateboards.

Photo – Olivier Séguin-Leduc
We woke up in Asheville Saturday morning and got some Denny’s before hitting the road to skate Camp Sucky all day. This is another road that we’ll never tell you where it is. Also always remember to check with locals before you go poach runs (unless they’re kooky douchebags then skate those roads for what they’re worth). The road is nearly perfect pavement after the top section. Last year it was the grippiest asphalt ever and was scary but this year you could actually slide without feeling your joints pulling apart making it a million times more fun. There’s a ton of hairpins, each one being it’s own unique shape and countour and it’s steep enough to kill cars. Madison’s (Beastcoast Webmastermind and NC hill library) couldn’t handle the hill and died on it’s first ascent of the day to meet up with us. We took a couple warm up runs then bailed for some lunch to let the hill cool down before busting some cameras out. It was another day of filming until it was too dark and then skating a couple more runs until we couldn’t see. The cops rolled through during the film session but our smiles and waves had warmed the hearts of the Southerners that passed by so they had no beef with us and said if they got a second complaint they’d come back but it would take them a while. We didn’t get enough shots so we had to come back the following day even though we’d been getting little sleep for days and were supposed to have a chill day to start our travels home.
When the sun went down we picked up Madison from the auto shop and went to ball out at Olive Garden. It was our last big meal together so we wanted to do it up a little classier. I know you’re thinking how not classy that is but when you’re on the road for a week shit gets raw. The people there loved us and gave us great service though because we all got drinks at the bar while waiting for the table. If you take a group of skaters to the restaurant bar you’ll probably end up with good service after the money they spend on drinks.
After dinner we rolled down to South Carolina for a night at Pat Schep’s house. His parents speak French, leaning our party to have a majority of French speakers. It’s the only log cabin in a neighborhood of brick colonial style houses. It freaks me out a little but in a good way. On the way to Pat’s house Ludo’s car gave out all the way leaving him potentially stranded in South Carolina with one week left for his engineering degree. The stress level got pretty high at that point.
On Sunday we woke up and started dumping the van out. After throwing everyone’s shit into assorted piles and detrashing the van we took the piles and put them back into the van. The drive back north would only have a hand full of us instead of all 10 so we could leave a little space. Since it was Sunday all the good God fearing southerners didn’t open their auto repair shops leaving Ludo to wait it out until Monday so he hopped in for the final session too. Pat had lost his wallet when changing pants at the end of the day so we spent some time searching. While waiting at the top two cop cars rolled up. A woman cop got out and told us that they weren’t there to bust us but they’d have to if they got complains but they were going to get lunch and they’d be a long while. Then we were warned about a guy staring us down from the parking lot above us and that we should go around the corner before getting our gear out. Oh yeah she had Pat’s wallet too…This was the most densely lived on run we skated all week and it was the least baited some how. We were all mind fucked at that point and took some runs and got the shots and called it a trip. We said our good byes and began the 15 hour haul back to Ithaca. The Cali kids were flying out of Columbia and the CT kids hopped in Keith’s car in PA. Ludo’s car got fixed Monday morning and started his drive back solo to Montreal. Ben and Oli got picked up in Ithaca while Mclovin caught a bus back to Toronto.
So much stuff happened that will never make it onto any blog or website but will remain a legendary story from this adventure. The thing that still kills me is that we got money from people to go skating for a week. Sure we put in work and did a lot of filming and got photos, gave out schwag and stoked some locals but in the end we got a free get out of life card for a week. It’s not about that at all though, it was about the friends and the skating that all came together but it seems like a criminal act to have made this idea into an opportunity and then a reality. It’s not hard to put together a road trip and it’s way more fun to do it outside of a race setting so I suggest you pile your friends into a car and hit up some locals in another region to see what their terrain is all about.
Thanks so much to the sponsors that helped make this possible and to all the wonderful people that kept it real and drama free for the best trip of my life so far. Keep checking back to BCL for updates on media as it comes out as well as our good friends at SkateHouseMedia and Team Quebec.



