The place to be...
"There's karma in this place", said legend Steve Alba once about his long gone home spot,
Pipeline Skatepark in Upland, aptly nicknamed "The Badlands".
If I understood him right, having never been there myself,it was an attempt at describing a
place that is not just another skate spot, and is almost impossible to describe just because
of that.A place where you have to pay your dues, spiritually as well as physically, and which
gives the lucky few able to experience it-and in the best case ,dominate it - something to
remember for the rest of their lives. Poolriders know when a place is special.
Ask the Z-boys what made the Dogbowl special and they'll probably tell you that its
surroundings and history was as important as its size and shape.
Most skaters have places that mean a lot to them, but in this case, we're big-headed enough
to tell you that we have more than that.
This is the real thing.
Special Guest....
This place could be called "Animal bowl" or "Trap bowl" just because of the amount of interesting
creatures you end up finding on the flat bottom.Imagine this : you show up for a session, head
across the field with Dominique to the bowl and hear him go:"looks like we have a visitor".
You look down and you're like to see snakes, rabbits, birds and the occasional dog or cat.
In the summer, any animal who stupidly slides down the roll-in channel is done because the heat
kills him within a few hours.
It is a good place to study behavioural science.It seems like the bowl brings out the beast in anyone,
including white rabbits.Just like a gnarly skater using some anger on the coping, the little things go
nuts in there.
You come to rescue them and they try to attack you ! No joke, even if most of you are probably
laughing at the thought of some furry little animal trying to bite you. You have to be careful,
the owner knows.Ask him about his last encounter with the vert rabbits from hell.
The snakes "dry" very quickly in the sun, so there's not much to fear .But the most interesting discovery
we ever made was a huge eagle-like type of bird.The poor bastard decided to land at the bottom because
he had found a rat to chomp on. By the time he was done , he didn't have enough space to spread his wings.
That tells you about how tight the place is.Let's just say that the firemen freed him, and seriously thought the
bowl was designed to be a trap.The horses were smarter, luckily for us. But imagine what it feels like to come
up on a frontside grind and meet up with a horsehead.Even if they are gone now, the more-known visitors
who came thirteen years ago still remember.
At night, the boars come out and do a lot of damage to the surroundings.If one of them ever gets too curious,
you're in for one of the best french cuisine dinners in your life...
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The place where we test all the Decks.......