So, in July of 2016, at 45 years old, I went to the park and pushed around the bottoms of the pools, and it was every bit as enjoyable as I envisioned. I only had a longboard, which made it hard to turn tight enough for pool skating, but I had that first taste. I got some guy to show me how to drop in, and after a few tries (no hit-the-ground falls though) I was able to drop into about a four foot bowl. The next day I went to my local skate shop and bought a more traditional board, a popsicle-shaped job that could make the tight turns when carving a pool, and then went right back and dropped in again. Unfortunately, the short wheelbase of the popsicle deck had a completely different feeling, and I fell backwards and dislocated my shoulder on the first run of my second trip to the park.
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Here I am at the hospital after an x-ray. |
Eureka Springs skatepark is a chill little pool in the trees. |
Feels like flying. |
The important and beautiful thing about pool skating is that it feels so good. The feeling of gravity and centrifugal forces, the weightlessness at the top of a carve, the flow and focus, it is all so much like I imagine flying would feel. I still can't get into the tiles or coping, and my frontside carves are weak, but how I look skating doesn't matter to me at all, and I wish I hadn't worried so much about how I looked back when I first wanted to do this in my teens. I healed a lot faster then.
11/4/2018 Edit: I have now built up the courage to drop in, which has enabled me to get into the tiles in my local skatepark's bowl.