While wandering throiugh the Outback, I came across this sign, and was admittedly confused. So i headed to the right and found myself at a lakeside village called Brooklyn, oddly devoid of bearded hesidics and converse clad hipsters. Also, there were no Bustin longboard shops, obnoxiously loud reggae music or hot Polish chicks, so I got the hell out of there as quickly as possible and continued North, into the jungle. Meanwhile, back home in snowy NYC, a longboarding video caught my attention.
More great footage from the nicest skate documentary team in New york City, Fabrika Production out of Astoria Queens. This years race was epic, and I cannot wait for next year. Anyone not from NYC, make plans now to come through the city next october and join in the mnayhem.