Dropping In

Found a dry concrete drainage curve sloping behind the old rail depot. Perfect natural quarter-pipe. I lined up the skateboard right along the lip, letting the tail teeter on the concrete edge. Took one deep push and dropped in clean. The board picked up serious speed across the dusty trough, rattling hard over a patch of dried mud, but I leaned forward and held the line until it swept up the opposite incline. Slid to a halt right under an old rusted pipe, grinning. Definitely carving this spot again before the day ends.