Descending France by car, my parents picked me up in Bordeaux, reminiscent of the days I’d ask for ‘a lift’ at the same time, giving it a whole different meaning. Bound for the south coast of Portugal a surfing trip was on the agenda. However, an ear infection kept me out the water, so I subsequently hit up the skate parks with my bro. Silves was ok, the park was in HPL, there was no one around. But a girlfriend of mine had previously mentioned a new park in Albufeira. in concrete, with a bowl, cradle, rails. It was the first time I’d ridden a concrete park , I was wack, but 30 litres of sweat later, I got involved.
(please note- this is the only photo I have of the park.)