a couple years ago, when the Right Side productions boys and myself were just getting into slidin rails, we built a portable drop-in set up that was designed to sit in the back of a pick up truck. We were getting good at the routine. Ditch the ramps in a quiet spot, get some snow, set everything up.... it was getting smooth, Good times. . . Anyways, someone scoped out a rail in Storrs CT. Right between (2) 5,000 person dorms that was about a 40 footer. (its the longest urban rail in the trailor to unspoken
www.rightsideproductions.com) we get all set up, Justin drove his truck up the stairs, parked on the top and had the ramp set up. I had my ride at the bottom, blairing music, getting some stuff to pass out to chicks ready to go. Ten skiers and boarders were all suited up ready to slay this thing. The halogen work Lights were plugged into the dorms sockets and we were ready to session. What happened next, I'm a bit blurry on due to the time elapsed, but I do remember the crowd gathering due to the rawkus going on, and the crashing that ensued do to most of our inabilities to focus. I think we all got at least one hit in before the cops showed up. we had been busted before, so no body really freaked, actually, we had gotten good at talkin ourselves out of trouble in the past. Figuring that this time would be no different, I approached one of the officers to explain what it was that we were doing. At that very momment, I had gun drawn on me, this other kid was cuffed and up against a cruiser, Mike almost landed on a cop who wasnt paying attention to a snowboarder tryin the rail and the night was just about to begin. They had never seen anything like this and decided that being complete assholes was the only way to take control of the situation. I guess spanish cops in connecticut havnet heard of skiing down stairs while you're drinking, and didnt like the idea. But they were safe, the 5 cruisers were more than sufficent to subdue a bunch of low lifes like ourselves. Some how, by showing them stickers and ski magazines that were covering the 30 racks, bought to get underage broads hammered, we convinced them that we were professionals, filming for advertising spots on a photo incentive program, and that the college knew we were there...
that was probably one of my better cops suck kind of momments, cause we all but got thrown out of the campus where we were staying, 6 hours from where we lived, at 10pm at night. Luckily, there were those 90 beers to keep us occupied in a blimpies parking lot until we squeeked our way back onto campus.
