Yea, new year(woo), and all that malarki, was a good one, after I got over the early morning (late afternoon) beer farts. Myles and I went into the Canterbury abyss to try and kick some shell on our shredders, we kinda did. If anyone reading this is thinking 'hmm canterbury, that place sounds historic and cool, must have sick spots', don't, just don't.

neither hesh nor fresh but just sitting on the fence a bit, maybe? Gnar-bar action on t'edge of curb like.