When we awoke Sunday morning it was to a clear blue sky and a crisp breeze coming off the lake, that didn’t last long. By the time we’d gotten ourselves together in order to fetch breakfast it had clouded up and was threatening to rain. Having had our previous attempts to skate thwarted by weather or ridiculous skatepark mandates(full pads at my age that I have to pay to rent? Don’t think so.) we made quick work of a mountain of food at The Skinny Pancake and headed to Burton HQ. For those of you who don’t know, Burton has long had skate facilities for their employees and they’re nice enough to let just about anybody skate so long as your respectful(should go without saying). I used to be fortunate enough to skate the bowl everyday when I lived in Burlington and I jumped back into it with the notion that all the lines would come back to me within a few runs.
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