Peter Gunn,   Portland Oregon,    August 2005
We left Burnside to go check out some street stuff around town. Pete was trying to to do a front side fifty fifty on this rail when it just stuck out of no where. The photo looks worst then the out come. Some how Peter managed to get out of this one pretty unscathed. He actually pulled it after this slam.  Oh and of course I fucked up the make….

First trick? HILL BOMB

Last trick? SCORPION

Tunes? WOODY GUTHRIE

Birthplace? BATHTUB

Soft drink? BUDWIESER

Future?WHEELCHAIR

Top 5: SHITTING, CONCUSSIONS, BLOW JOBS, BAMMER JOINTS, WALL RIDES

Early hero? JASON JESSE

Night job? CONCRETE

Supporters: M&M SKATEBOARDS, JAH, TERROR, JIVARO WHEELS, YOUR MOM…

No big deal, just an eggplant on the big wall at a skate park in San Diego.

Some people might not even consider this as a “maneuver”. I mean Peter isn’t really doing anything. He’s simply just rolling into the empty swimming pool. He didn’t even have to ollie. Judges at the X games might have a hard time scoring this one.

No big deal. Just a weak frontside grind on the hip.

This things been skated by a few people. I guess you could say it’s played out. You think Pete cares? He just wanted to ollie into it. Camera or not. Blown out or not. ” It looks fun”.

Here’s one of the many versions of this pole jam photo. Just shows Pete could do this retarded thing as many times as he wanted to. And all we were really doing was trying to stop at the liquor store.

No big deal. Light death first try in a fire pool.

Why drop in when you can roll in. Another pool another roll in. woopie doo.

Do I really have to say it? This backside air was no big deal.

Praise Jahr

I was surfing earlier this week when it was really going off bro. An hour into the killer session I decided to get slammed onto my neck in the knee deep water. When I surfaced there was a weird ringing noise going on and I couldn’t breath or move. Radical!

It was such a cool feeling. Maybe give it a try one these days. Way better then coming out of the epic green room.

Go surf by yourself when the tide is at it’s lowest point for the day. Get pitched onto your head in the sand and slowly float to the beach helplessly. Lay there for a while like a dying beached seal, then drive home and contemplate how you will get the wetsuit off.

Please excuse me for not posting the last few days.

Oh yeah. This is Peter Gunn doing a pole jam over the wall in a Riverside liquor store parking lot.