





Happy belated Thanksgiving everyone! Bobby and I met up with some dudes at the blind school ledges yesterday, where Alex and Jake had their own holiday meal prepared. Schwartz was there, ripping. Then we checked out a gap that Bob had found while strolling through the Soulard area via Google street view. He's a pioneer I tell you. Jake cleared it with a healthy ollie, Alex was impressed. Then we went around the corner to a sick spot that Joe Herbert improved awhile back. Bob got into a noseslide as the sun set. It was pitch black out already and only five o'clock in the evening. Winter, ugh. -Worful
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