Expecting to see the famous original hubba knobbed (prior to this I was told they were knobbed for the second time), a picture text from Joe told me otherwise. At the time Pork and I were leaving Walgreens after purchasing batteries for the digital camera. We only expected to visit this historical landmark and take pictures of it, but fate had intended something more. It was truly a sight to see that even after the epic battles between the local skaters and the San Francisco City Council, Hubba Hideout had still managed to flourish; but at a cost. After the dust wafted from the battle scene, the city council decided to serve one last blow in attempt to shut down Hubba Hideout for good; they ordered the tiled landing to be removed entirely. All but for a walkway to the stairs perished. However, in our everlasting luck there happened to lie a large sheet of wood (probably from the locals) set perfectly on the landing, enabling the Hubba session to continue. Joe had a thing or two up his sleeve so he began rolling up to it. Typically for Joe, a noseslide was imminent. After completing his signature feat, Joe realized that the circumstances of San Francisco were very temporary, and decided to step it up a notch. So after a long nail-biting 45 minutes, Joe finally managed to bust a fat crook on the nipple-high ledge (we could see a smug smile forming from his cheeks on the ride-away). We gave our congratulations then hastily packed up for Wallenberg High, the famous 4 block we had no intention of skating, but definitely seeing. With crook being one of Joe's prized pieces of footage, I'm afraid you must wait for the video to see it! In the meantime you're stuck with a noseslide. Enjoy!
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