A couple of weekends ago I (Kim) went out for a skate in the afternoon sun. We live at the top of a large hill but lacking basic protective gear (look, a pot strapped to my head wasn’t going to cut it), I wasn’t bold enough to bomb it. Instead, I walked to the bottom and skated on the flat. It was the first time I’d got out my longboard since packing it into a box in NZ and it felt good.
Feeling invigorated after returning home from my skate I set out with the camera. It was dusk and though the light was fading, it was smooth and even. I wanted to catch the setting sun but couldn’t get a good shot - frustrated by the wide discrepancy between what I saw and what the lens saw. Walking toward the local school I saw an old decrepit building (“The Bomb Shelter”) out the back of the field and decided to investigate. Definitely the place where those ‘2 cool 4 skool’ could hang out and have a smoke. Admiring what they’d done with the place, I took a few shots and climbed one of the walls, stopping to sit for a while. It was peaceful and serene. Ah, the serenity.
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