Air Gratification

Bitten

“Is that bad?” I said to Large Harry, the local BMX hard-nut legend as I sat on the back of our cheap car rental usa on my first tour. Large Harry took a screwdriver and shoved it in the gash in my skin, and he prodded it about. Blood and sweat dribbled out and dripped on to the dirt. The gash had opened up, so two flaps of skin flapped about in the breeze that came through the trees.

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BMXers Playground

To the passerby they look like perfectly sculpted natural lays in the land; nothing about them seems man-made or engineered or touched by human intervention. The dirt is shaped in to huge glass smooth daggers that seem to literally grow out of the ground as if they were always there. None of it seems connected, until a rider appears, pedaling towards the first jump at the bottom of the hill, when everything – the plan behind the jumps, the carefully More