Free of the restrictive limitations of space and time, Gabs could be competing for the gold on the vert ramp at Slam City Jam in 2002 alongside female legends like Jodi McDonald, Cara-Beth Burnside and Jen O’Brien.
Now, Kristy’s back in Southern California, hitting up the hot spots and just living her damn LYFE! She just fucking loves to skate. And all the rest of us get to live vicariously. If you are younger, look up to her example. If you are older, close your eyes, forget about your job, kids and all the other lame adult shit and pretend you are her. It’s the latest and greatest health & wellness fad for aging skaters. Transcendental skate rat meditation. ???♀️
When you’re in Lincoln City, expect to go big. Drink 10 beers and then drop in on a 12 foot concrete bowl? Sure! Fall asleep next to a bonfire on the beach and wake up early morning having burrowed your own hole in the sand to stay warm? Duh. Meet some cougars and drink all the alcohol at their husband’s mansion with a guy named Captain Booyah? Just another Tuesday in LC.
A great moment was when last year’s champ Nicole Hause rolled in, fashionably late to the party because she didn’t have to qualify. She was rocking rad checkered party pants that were a huge hit, and was just blasting gigantic airs. Fucking classy shit. She was doing just what last year’s champ should; showcasing her skill for the crowd. Not necessarily skating to win but to dazzle, and dazzle she did.
