A good time, not a long time.

 Leaving Dunfermline was a struggle in itself today. I woke up feeling a bit rough after a few beers in Edinburgh at a pub quiz with my brother Sean.

Nonetheless I'd promised myself that I'd go to St. Andrews today and was anxious to get up and out in good time to make what was so far the longest trip I've done.

Unfortunately there was a great deal of housework to be done before I left. I thought it only fair that I took care of some of the laundry and despatched a couple of loads of it. I'd somewhat shirked my household duties over the past couple of days, so i thought it best to get it done.

The bus was really straight forward, just over an hour, didn't even really notice it.

I edited the footage and cobbled together my last blog entry while the drum was spinning and cooked a hearty breakfast in preparation for some "shredding" today, what actually prevailed was a bit different.

No sooner had I zipped up my rucksack, it started chucking it down in Dunfermline. I don't mind rain, but you can't (or shouldn't) skate in it.
A colleague of mine once told me "we're here for a good time, not a long time", very wise I thought.
With this in mind I walked to the bus station anyway not knowing whether I'd actually get to skate at the other end of the journey, because, well, you never know, you might not get another chance!

There's loads of great architecture in St Andrews, not just churches!

Being a skateboarder seems to give you some kind of sixth sense when it comes to predicting the short-term weather. We know, for example, that the kerb dries quicker than the pavement and that slabs dry quicker than tarmac. I dunno if it's an acute sense for atmospheric pressure, but we also seem to know if the clouds above are actually going to produce rain or are merely threatening to do so.

The bus took me from Dunfermline (raining and wet), through Glenrothes (raining and wet), Kettlebridge, Cupar, Dairsie and Guardbridge (unsurprisingly all also: raining and wet).
On the approach to St Andrews however, my spidey sense detected that, although it wasn't raining, it was still wet and I should seek out some concrete. It seemed to work and although most of the time I was walking over soggy tarmac, I eventually found a spot of hard, smooth slabs right on the beach (you'll see it on the video) and did a bit of flatland...

There were reminders everywhere of St Andrews being the home of golf, this building reminded me of skateboarding. Looks awfully like London's south bank doesn't it?

 Was thinking about freestyle today... and ollies.

Today's vid features just the foundation of freestylye: the manual. I'll delve deeper in freestyle in future though.


I also figured I'd have to get back into ollies pretty quickly too. I don't have the leg strength I used to have hence some pretty weak ollies (apparently weak ollies are a global problem!), but I know someone who can help with that.

A footnote: it was only when i came to edit the footage I noticed I was wearing my Gil Scott-Heron t-shirt whilst the main prop in the vid was a bottle. It wasn't rocket science to make the connection and add the soundtrack. I hope you enjoy watching it as much as I enjoyed making it ...