Although stunt junkers everywhere can enjoy the red-brick of Bridgewater Hall or the satisfying slide of Satan's Square sometimes the heart yearns for an extreme odyssey into the unknown. After hearing whispers of an un-tamed-Tameside-tranny we loaded up the van and began the long trip to Hyde.
After a few warm up carves Gaz gave me the all clear before dropping the bleedin' hammer.
After a celebratory pint courtesy of the Bike 'n' Hound's topless beauty I thought it was time to wind down and pack away my equipment, but Gaz had other ideas. And some.
Hmm ya really edgy, but can we get a zoom out?
With the spots well and truly shut down and the etc etc blah blah blah effortless style blah blah really down to earth blah blah web edit blah blah new catalogue shoot etc etc not another ghetto shed edit blah blah Tuesday with Miles.