WEEK 3

28 skaters, 90 degrees, 17,000 square feet of concrete.  It's the 

PERFECT STORM!

This week is going to be intense.  Do you know what else is intense?

Camping.

OK, here we go!

Eli wishes he was taller.

Beck, somewhere over the rainbow.

Jackson and DJ talk trigonometry.

Jackson spent every summer at
skate camp since we started.
Now he's wearing the staff shirt.
Welcome aboard duder!

Like a comando, Adam stalks the skatepark with his concrete camo
uniform and then attacks when the moment is right.

Don't need spandex to roll over coping.

Noah can be deadly serious.

Alex rolls in like champion.

DAAANG CLAY!!

Holden floats a nose grabber.

Couple of greasers.

And the award for
 loudest sneakers goes to....

Sir Charles apparently
lives to surf.

We really need to start doing
background checks on our
counselors. 

Nate working on rolling in.
It's even scarier than it looks.

Henry demonstrates the classic
trophy pose. 

Griffin carves up a slice of concrete with his fresh new Knock on Wood deck.

Samuel visualizing his line.

"You like water?  Me too!  High five!"

Trenton learned to roll in today.  I can tell
this guy is going to progress quickly.

Sam believes in aliens...and so do I.  We actually
have a couple in camp this week.  

DJ blasted this ollie right out of the top of the picture.
Check out that front foot steeze!

It's impossible to take a bad picture of Noah.

Here's one way to beat the heat.

Here's another.