Skullcandy Railbattle 2011 Fallout
So like we’ve all seen the reason this joint gets rolled each year, shred gets done, money gets handed out and then the other side of fun begins. We lost one of our members to the jury table, another was sailing in a ship of a different kind, so it was kinda empty in the theCliques spaceship. But it didn’t bother us as a whole, the shred was sick and the rail that Daan Rigter dreamed up to be built by Burnside Constructions allowed everyone to throw it about. Even the British fellas were in agreement that it was a good peice of furniture.
CK Koester dropped by to share some polished and legit-locked wizardry.
While we weren’t in total agreement with the gap, it’s still rad to see it pushing creativity in other directions. Accuracy was key here, as was variety. Dirk Gideonse proved this with shit like BS 180 to 50/50 on – BS 270 to backtails and other face-melters.
Dirk Gideonse layed down amazing on and off variations all afternoon. Never saw him spin frontside.
There was dissent amongst the ranks (something we really like) with the riders being split into two camps. Those that were spinning like fuck over that gap, and others that chose solidness and style over flashy shit. We’re huge fans of a blend of both, Tommy van de Kerkhof agreed with us there too.
Even Tommy v K came out of hibernation to show his pop.
So it stands to reason that everybody who didnt get on the podium was in disagreement. But damn, making the cut for the finals is never easy when shit is going hard like it was. At least there was beer for the jury to soften them up.
The job nobody wants but always ends up having its perks. Nik Summers, Koen Vrints & Rocco van Straten milking it for all its worth.
The sun kept on shining, and while there was a small break in the gnar, some idiot suggested more beer for the jury would be a good thing. Haters should start hating here.
Nik Summers sent some bum to go get more beer for the jury.
So the jury was well lubricated, the shred was done and after Daan Rigter and Jessica Mustaars were strapped to some dudes and thrown out of a light aircraft, it was time to let the crowds know who the jury deemed to be rad. Names are left to right, just to clear that shit up.
The Womens Podium.
Ze wimmins shredded well too. Christel van de Wal, Maxine Sapulette & Anne Jans bringing the feminine heat to the podium.
The Junior Mens Podium.
The Groms blew us away with thier radness. Liam Rundholz, Maurice Pierce and Daniel Rutten showing it.
The Mens Podium.
Some serious shit was thrown to get this far. Anthony van der Wekken, Dirk Gideonse & Mike Ketelapper.
But we wouldn’t be us without getting the party fired and the booze flowing. What followed here is still reasonably sketchy in terms of memory, but thats the cool thing about photography. It always serves as a great memory jolt. Consumption records were broken, bar tabs got way out of hand and general mayhem was fully supported by Burnside Empire Lord Herm Golbach and his staff of demonic barhotties. May they all be in a permanent state of universal chromatic harmony for their efforts and gifts.
Nik & Daan giving thier opinions to the paparazzi. Amazing, there is a market for anything.
The main ingredient for social lubrication. Dimention-shredding miraclejuice for just €2 a hit. Mikey v M, Reinier and Martijn V begin the descent.
SpaceLieutenant Daan pouring liquid destruction into himself.
Lord Herm Golbach surveying it all to ensure more mayhem follows. It did.
All that glitters is golden. The show gettin all rowdy-like.
SpacePhotog Jasper den Boer doing his best to hide from the mess. It didn't work out quite how he wanted.
Daan tried to make a speedy getaway, but ran into technical difficulties.
Ivar, Mikey and Robin Mazurel blathering about whatever.
Nik showing us that despite the fact shots blow the back of your head off, you dont need brains to stay upright.
Mikey suffering they joy at the hands of Floortje Barhottie
Mikey v Mosel showing how he got back to his van. A thrashed tshirt tells a thousand tales.
Jasper volunteered to hold the veranda roof up.
So that is how we saw the epicness of the Skullcandy Railbattle. We gotta say thanks to BurnsideLord Herm Golbach for supporting this stupidity each year, and Monster Energy, Liquid Force, MuchachoMalo and every other land based entity that supported it too. Check our mainman Johnny 13‘s edit while you’re at it. Without a doubt, something you should be at next year. Or don’t be.
