Pretty much all the best things in the world have the word ‘thunder’ in them. My entire childhood was spent watching Thundercats, and thinking how hot Cheetara was even though she wasn’t real, and how the line of inter-species relations had been seriously blurred. Thunderstorms are still awesome, watching nature electrocute the shit out of us with a two-fingered salute of lightening bolts hitting your Nan’s house. And also an ice hockey team based in the bland, uninspiring town of Milton Keynes. Yeah ok, so not everything with thunder in it is good.
Thunder Trucks however are well up there on the list (second only to a woman dressed as a cheetah), and these Erik Ellington signature ones are bloody good. This is the first time I’ve ever skated Thunders and whilst I was disappointed that the sky didn’t crack open when they slashed the coping, they did a damn good job at the whole turning a skateboard thing.
They took a bit of breaking in to get them as loose as I’d like, but usually that happens with most trucks. Once there, they were silky smooth and felt a lot more solid than some other trucks I’d ridden before. Within a few hours, I had transformed into the almighty Thor, and was laying down the hammers all over the place.
Ellington knows his shit, and he’s not gonna put his name to anything that doesn’t deliver the goods. And if a truck can make you feel like a Viking god, then I’d definitely put my name to it. Thunder trucks – HO!
Moose
History has been made this year. Before so much as a month had passed I, perched upon the edge of my bed pretending it was a sofa, watched and was inspired by the inauguration of the first African-American President of the United States. Only this week I sat, again in my pseudo-lounge, dry-heaving up any hope I had in the future of the UK as the BNP were elected their first ever County Council and European Parliament seats. Evidentially, as this year has shown, making history isn’t necessarily a good thing. But, on the bright side, it is always interesting.
Aaaaah Bones Wheels. The last time I had a set of Bones was back in the 80’s. A lovely set of lime green G-Bones. G Turns, sess slides, power slides and waxing the road to learn those uBer stylish backside powerslides are all coming back to me.
Leo’s got it all, youth, talent, style and his own pro shoe on one of the most successful shoe companies out there, I’m sure he is pretty happy with the cards he got dealt! It’s hard to deny the fact that this little bugger is living a good life, he kills it at skateboarding, doesn’t Sheckler himself and always produces good skate footage, a good formula if you had to ask me!
As you may know, Mr Layton has been on the Vans team since the summer of 2006 and now reps his very own Johnny Layton Signature Collection. including apparel, faded classics and the full line of endorsed pro skate heaven.
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So Tuesday was as hot as porridge and I had just found a gap in my work day. 2 words flashed before my eyes ‘Mile End‘ – a new concrete heaven that has recently popped up thanks to Gravity Skateparks. Now what better place and time to test the new Flip Geoff Rowley Ace deck that has landed on my desk.
Once again the lovely people over at Iron Fist have come correct and sent me through another package of this seasons range. Opening the little box was just like Christmas morning except I wasn’t hungover and my boss isn’t usually round mine Christmas morning singing Avril Lavigne as he loves to do everytime anyone sends me anything to review. The tit.
Rifling through the shirts I was once again impressed at the quality of the gear. All the shirts are top notch lightweight cotton that you know you aren’t going to be pulling piece by piece out of the washing machine for the next few months.