"Embarcadero was my home. That’s what I remember, just sitting there early morning on a ledge with my back perfect, watching the fog roll-in and slowly hitting the Embarcadero building… the colors, the pigeons… fucking wonderland." -James Kelch
This one changed everything. The single most important spot in the history of skateboarding, Embaracadero's influence still weighs heavy to this day. And there will never be another. Mecca.
love & lies
Allow me a chance to get all sentimental for a moment and take this opportunity to thank everyone for all of the support this site has received over the course of these past 700 posts. I'm truly honored and humbled.
Part of the reason why I started this blog was as an attempt to try and give something back to skateboarding on some level... but I keep on finding myself more and more in it's debt. Truly the best thing ever.
Thanks to my friends at Nike SB, Heel Bruise, ABD, Epicly Later'd, Deluxe, Stereo, the Tap, Sole Tech, OneUp, Black Box, Scumco, Transworld, Skateboarder, Skateboard Mag and all the other mags out there.
Big up to Peel, Chan, Beats, JayCee, Brink, Whiteley, Sissi, Jim T, Skin, Don P, Mulder, JT, Jaime Owens, O'Dell, Grosso, Dill, Damon Thorley, Darin, Smyth, Meza, Randozzi, Munzenrider, Mate, Greg Hunt, Templeton Elliott, Castles, Condo Nick, Royce, Travis, Shinebox, Cheaps, Lint, Quartersnacks, YWS, Trashfilter, Vert is Dead and about a billion more that have helped me out along the way.
Eternal gratitude to all my interviewees and guest posters... doubly so for Keith Hufnagel who did both.
Special thanks to all my commenters out there for really keeping this thing going.
Thank you Neil Blender and Andy Jenkins. Thanks everybody.
...be back on Wednesday.