
In typical dsab fashion the time keeping was completely non existent and things just happen when we god damn feel like it! After a few relaxed warm up sessions it seemed like the right time to try the first of our fun challenges, the bars backwards comp!
If I am completely honest this didn’t go any where near as good as last year. Last time around people were doing 180 whips to disaster, back flips and back rail ice picks! This year however people were more interested in having a social gathering, a box social if you will, so it’s no wonder the eventual winner of the comp was Victor Bulgaria…with an X-up. Think we still owe you some prizes Vic el son!

Riding during the next short break resulted in disaster for me. When jumping one of the many hips, a young rider decided to drop-in in front of me, causing a mighty ankledeath collision and resulted in the breaking of my ankle with possible surgery needed! Thanks mate, next time an apology might be the polite thing to do.
I tried to hang about and commentate a bit before driving myself to the hospital (don’t ever work a clutch with a broken ankle) and managed to catch the ‘dsab doubles tag team’ before I left.
This basically involved two or more people trying to perform one trick in the form of bike passes, transfers, stalls etc and obviously the best trick ‘wins’. Again the majority of the jam attendants chose to sit and watch as the formidable teams of Shane Prodizzle and Capn Colin squared off against Paul ‘Sword’ Donnachie and Fraz ‘Cuddles’ Watt (a.k.a Glasgow not so young team) After many failed bike transfers, handlebar abubaca attempts and rather pathetic footplant variations the decision was unanimous…Ginger Pete Gallacher won for his joyful interruption in the form of a huge 360 out of the park and over the fence. Nae Bad.
Things mellowed out once more before the final event of the day, the Tank and Yank Tournament! Out the flatbank, over a height pole, land. It’s that simple but oh so fun! This quickly became a 4 horse race between the Ginger blur, B-Rad, Joe Pro and eh…someone else. Point is that B-rad took the win with a crazy high pop out the bank clearing something like 9ft of air. The video footage unfortunately does not do it justice. Fuck sake Alan.
Moments later the heavens opened and everyone bailed to their vehicles in order to get back to Glasgow for the obligatory drinking session(s).
It may have been the most chilled out jam ever but the vibe was a positive one and I know for sure that the Livi Jam will be back again and I will be there to enjoy it again, hopefully with some slightly more advanced planning next year!
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