I started skateboarding when I was about 15, in the fall of 1999. I was living in Newfoundland. I remember seeing people on the streets doing tricks and it got my attention. It looked really cool to see the board flip then land on it. I started skating in the streets by my house and at the Memorial University underground parking lot.
I left Newfoundland at the mid-point of grade eleven. I moved to New Brunswick and this was when I first really got into doing tricks. I remember skating for six hours a day then going home and watching skate videos for another couple hours. In Newfoundland I skated alone, but now I had a crew. We skated the streets a lot and were hassled by the cops on a daily basis. Skateboarding kind of kept me away from a lot of the substance abuse problems that most little towns have. I was so focussed on skating. Being drunk or high would only interfere with what I wanted to do
A lot of people hate on skateboarding and this kind of urban culture, especially small towns like the one I was living in. Skateboarding was a positive outlet for me. It was fun, kept me fit, and it taught me about progression and persistance. It’s hard to think how I would have filled up my time if I had never started skateboarding.