Burnside

A few years ago James and I went cross country to burnside in portland. The night we rolled in

we met a bum and asked him if he could show us where the park was.  He replied, "I live there, I'll take

you there now."  We bought some alcohol to drink there since it was too dark to ride and made our way down. It turns out, he sleeps in the bowls and he was not alone. hesh sesh in the bowls of burnside

with the real locals. they dont even skate