Thrasher Magazine

Camtest Dave Tuck Benefit at the Pink Motel.



The spirit of Skatemaster Tate was everywhere.

Early Ernies

Midday line-up. Not bad.

The Mac

Ronnie from Pedro, stepping out.

Punkers everywhere!

Ben and Al

Longboard Ric!

Wisniewski, crushing major cope.

Revord got first handplant honors.

R. Russo. All biz.

Boxy boneless

Don't mess around. Just roll right in.

Hecticity

Everyone was there ... master lensmen ..

reality tv stars

Edward Devera

Our guys, Tuck and Rhino

Parts even caught the concord in from Hawaii for the day

Chuck Hults, holding down the shallow

Zarosh even built custom grip for the occasion. Nice.

Ben gets jumped into the Channel St. gang

Hesh, fresh, whatever ...

Bring a date, if you got one ...

Tailslide legends, mature punk videographers ...

Chicks


Zarosh goes from some of that lipslide entry.

Raybourn took one run - invert revert.

Riley takes it to D.


This guy was awesome.

Caballaerial. The heats were by weight. This was the lightweight division.

Stale floater to fakie.

Mumma!


McClain won the featherweights. He murdered it.

Switch front rock

Greyson was definitely a standout, too.

Every heat ended in major pileups.


Billy, sizing up the elevator drop.

Beautiful punkers, front rocks - something for everyone.

Skreech was in a funk, but persevered, as is his style.

The backflip axle stall dude. Wild stuff.

Fritz Mead, of mega kinker fame.

There was a best trick with a beer category. Not sure if this won, but it was bananas and not to tail. 

Pretty grueling in there after awhile.

The day grinds on.

Kegs are tapped. Skreech passes the hat.

Fuckin' get there!

Down for Life, palm reader style!

The Wastells

Dogtowners

Atwaterses

'Are those real?'


Mountain, among his people.

Rug rats

Show dogs

Ben makes friends wherever he goes

I had no idea the Camtest was originally for Cam's birthday. Sorry, dude. I woulda said something.

Just cuz you're into death metal doesn't mean you don't like cake.

Finally, the 200-plussers.

Serious talent.

Look out!

Chet takes over announcing duties.

Mad Dog!

This guy was sick. 250 pounds of front nose!

Gray, menacing the hip!

The crowd wanted the Gray Slide but no dice.

Next time.

This guy was my favorite. Road Warrior ollies all night!

Cash for Thrash. Carnage long into the night.

Let's just end it right here.