Something like the CarveStik would have been nice in the early '90s at the spillway, aka The Meat Grinder.
It was 25* that day, but the water coming over the spillway and in the creek behind the curb was 40*. Notice the 3/4" plywood deck? It floats. Definitely a plus. Sorry about the knee pads. A fine babe was snapping pics and I forgot to take them off before I started skating.
That same day, a couple of guys that were walking and fishing the creek happened by and saw what we were doing. Alpha dawg jumps up and says “I used to do that, let me try it”. We tried to tell him not to ‘drop in’ from the top of the big wall (~ 30’-40’), but to go from about the same height as the spillway wall (~ 20’-25’). So alpha dawg drops in from the top, got close to the rounded bottom corner and hits the ‘waves’ in the concrete. (Just perfect to give you that high-speed wobble to send you flying.) So alpha dawg goes flying, and skips off the meat grinder 3 or 4 times before a loud thud when he abruptly stopped on the spillway wall (de)facing him. I remember us thinking, that must’ve hurt. His buddy helps him up and back to the top. We were trying not to laugh, and only kept from laughing because we knew how nasty the waves were if you weren’t ready for them. Did we forget to tell him about those? I think we told him, but like the takeoff spot, I don’t think Mr. Alpha Dawg was listening. Anyway, I swear he looked like he had just been dragged across the reef at Teahupo’o in blue jeans and a sweat shirt. This guy was bloody. And I mean bloody. His friend had to carry the fishing rods, tackle boxes, and help him limp for 1/2 mile back.
Dang I miss the meat grinder.
Did I forget to mention where it was?