Monday, April 8, 2013
April 8. Day 98. Riding high
While I'm a huge adrenalin junkie most of the things I am drawn to really just involve falling - abseiling, bungee jumping, tandem parachuting - all you have to do is close your eyes and fall from a great height. There's nothing to it (except convincing yourself that really isn't as dangerous and stupid as it looks)
Falling I can do. In fact I still have the scars on my knees to prove that falling - especially off a bike or scooter - was something I was very good at.
As one scab almost healed there would be yet another fall and yet another wound to take its place.
You'd just get up, dust yourself off a bit and then get back on the bike.
That's pretty much what I saw at the skate park today where quite a crowd had gathered to enjoy a sunny school holiday Monday.
Showing off his quite amazing skills at the Table Top Air is 17-year-old Jacob who assured me that really this manoeuvre didn't need that much practice at all. I'll just have to take his word for it. That one, I have no desire to try. It looks a lot more complicated than advanced falling.
Boys and girls and teens of both genders were riding high at the skate park this afternoon and when the spills inevitably came, the kids would get up, check everything was in working order and then line up to do it all again. Oh to be young and fearless.
Having a go was as important as getting it right, practice make perfect and all that and if you have a few thrills and spills on the way so be it. The scabs, I can assure them, heal eventually until then you might as well go along for the ride.