There’s ‘suffering for your art’ and then there’s this.
An as-yet-unidentified Canadian hobo type has just raised the snowless bar. Sorry, Stu Innes, but you’ve been well and truly trumped.
This bearded wizard tears up skateparks, streets, grassy banks, stairsets and even a flume – all the while knowing that even if he rides away, he’s still almost certainly going to eat shit eventually.
If anyone figures out how to get in touch with him, let us know. Our boards are in dire need of a pre-season service, and he could save us having to fork out for a base-grind.
