REMINDER: THE ARENA PLATFORM, INC. has no obligation to monitor the Forums. However, THE ARENA PLATFORM, INC. reserves the right to review any materials submitted to or posted on the Forums, and remove, delete, redact or otherwise modify such materials, in its sole discretion and for any reason whatsoever, at any time and from time to time, without notice or further obligation to you. THE ARENA PLATFORM, INC. has no obligation to display or post any materials provided by you. THE ARENA PLATFORM, INC. reserves the right to disclose, at any time and from time to time, any information or materials that we deem necessary or appropriate to satisfy any applicable law, regulation, contract obligation, legal or dispute process or government request. Click on the following hyperlinks to further read the applicable Privacy Policy and Terms of Use.
Phatcruiser? (RIP)
- Thread starter steamroller
- Start date
On Wednesday, family and friends hosted a Celebration of Life and Paddle Out at Tourmaline. The turnout was huge, as ER was the kind of guy that had a huge reach. A few of his childhood friends took the mic and spoke of growing up in PB in the 70's, during the age of Dogtown, the blossoming skate scene, and how ER was the top grom, in the hood.
A close friend told the story of a few weeks ago about ER being on a road trip with his son and making it a point to skate a famous ditch in Albuquerque while passing through. ER told the friend that it was on, and the friend drove 1,000 miles to meet him there to skate the ditch that was on ER's 'bucket list'. ER's son dropped them at the top and met them at the bottom, over a mile a way. The friend said ER was so stoked that he got to skate this ditch that he was 'glowing' and as they climbed into the car to leave, ER looked at him and said 'Let's do one more run', so they did it again. Sadly, it was the last time ER skated, but he went out on top.
Afterwards, many of us suited up, grabbed our boards and paddled out to remember ER, while watching a beautiful sunset. Another friend paddled ER's Frye out and put it in the middle of the circle and we all put flowers on it, saying 'goodbye', one last time. VERY, VERY moving.
The waves were complete sh!thouse, so we all pretty much paddled in. I caught one little peeler that kind of fizzled out, but paddled back out, just to watch the sunset and think about ER. The man touched many, many people, including myself.
Sure enough, as I sat there thinking about him, this little stomach high wedging left popped up, out of nowhere, so I spun and went, and it ran all the way down the beach. I couldn't stop smiling, and thanked my friend for sending me that one.
I'm gonna miss ya, man.
Shred eternally, ER!
