Dawn Patrol

Wake up with Sportscenter of course.

Chad and his man purse, wide awake.

Kitted out amphibian style.

S.J. was ready for anything with his hybrid shred sled.

Speed kills.

The demolition derby track was wet when we got there.

The new bowl was slightly damp but close to rideable.

Buck Wyland appearance.

As soon as we dried the bowl, we got gonged by this shithead

Mark Partain rolled up to see what was what.

Wait it out across the street at Off The Wall.

S.J. knows all the hottest dance moves, this one's called the backflip boogie.

Back at the park, we got the boot once again along with Billy and this emotional grom.

Might as well hit up the breakfast spot then.

Sup, braddah?

Chickens swarmed as Chad devoured their unborn offspring.

Ran into this dude, there was a sesh brewing at his house. Mahalo, Steve!

North Shore bros Nick and Luke were representing.

Lucas front feebs with ease.

John's chillin'.

Learned frontside carve grinds finally.

Being an old school Aiea head myself, I felt right at home with these dudes when we dropped John off at the end of the day.