Thrasher Magazine

Vans bros wrap it up in KC with a trip to a derelict water park.
The ghosts of a thousand swimsuit wedgies.

All bets are off on this luge chute of death!

Zorilla feels it out, undeterred.

Should you reach the finish line.

Big John finds purchase in the mid section.

Forty-three to tail. Death defying, really.

Malto works the shallows.

That's where Cody Green shines, coincidentally.

Meet n greet with the locals.

Didn't take long to get to this point.

No one was safe!

Later, natty embuttements.


And this thing, for tourist thee-atts.

Philly Cheese grinds, everywhere.

We need Rowan on every trip from now on.

A bit more poking around.

I'd like to take this time to say thanks to my friends in the skate media. You guys are terrific.

A few more pissed off rent-a-cops and we were pretty much done-zo on this one.

Time to take off our slider bars, gather our wax blobs.

Still, a heck of a run.