Impromptu Berkeley Mish!

So about two weeks ago I woke up on a Saturday morning itching to shred someplace sick. The only catch was that I didn't wanna stay in Rosa and end up piling out at the Slab. So I hit up Mon$ and figure St. Helena park isn't too far and would be hella fun since I haven't been since I moved back to Cali. I pick up Dirty Mon$, fill up the tank, grab some road sodas and hit the road. But thanks to Google Maps we hit the wrong road, one I'm not used to so I start to question these google directions. Before we even get to the CA 128 we are held up by a bicycle race through the hills. Shit sucked major dick, I drove bout 5 miles behind a breakaway of cyclists before hitting a road stop where ambulances were being called to tend to some injured cyclists who didn't know what they were doing and ate shit. I'm irate by this point and flip a motherfucking bitch. At that moment I'm over St. Helena park and tell Mon$ to call Toan for directions to Berkeley park. Long story short, Mon$ and I skated Berkeley from 2 pm to closing (9:30pm.)

Right when the lights came on!

Battled this volcano hip all day into the wee hours of the night.

Here's all the footy from that Saturday. Enjoy my Gypsies!