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That's awsome!!! I'm driving to Bristol tomorrow (Sat 17) So i'm going right through Emory!! Wanna jam sometime around 11:00-12:00?? Email me gearsighted@yahoo.com

The Short Pump Parkour Crew and I are planning to jam this sunday 4/25 in Richmond. Anybody is welcome. We are probably meeting around noon, directions will be up soon :)

It was awesome!!! It was only me and Akh Horus, but we had a great time!
The vid's up in Urban Graffitii, check it out.

Well, there's a jam on Saturday, which would be the 19th of June. It's in DC, we're meeting at TeneleyTown Metro Station at 9:00AM, and jamming in the downtown financial district.

I expect a HUGE turnout, so you better not miss it!!!

Speaking of the jam, here's the write-up, :)

Thanks to all for coming here ya' go.....

JumpVa Jam, July 9th and 10th....

So, what is a PK jam? Is it only the Parkour that makes it great, or is there something else inherent in the shared dynamic of the group? This last weekends jam posed these questions to me, and I think that i've found at least a few answers.

For weeks I had been in anticipation, but the immediacy of the situation didn't truly hit until about 2 weeks before the big weekend. I fully realized then the work that had to be done around the house to make it possible to keep that many people. So, let the work begin...

Fast forward to Thursday, July 8th. I've taken off of work to finish the cleaning and do some plumbing work upstairs. OK, so I was actually just starting the cleaning, but don't sweat the details. So, in a mad dash, Emmie starts packing Goodwill boxes, while I set off to replace the wax gasket on the upstairs toilet. Two gaskets, one flush valve, two main-line valves, 4 connection hoses, 5 separate trips to the hardware store and 6 hours later, the toilet is done. Yes, I said 6 hours. Turns out that when the last person to own your house is a plumber, you usually have bigger plumbing problems than you originally imagine.

OK, now it's Friday. We still have some trips to make to the dump, and mopping, sweeping, cleaning etc. work upstairs. Up at 5:30, two cups of coffee, get to it. The day disappears in a haze of dust bunnies and ammonia fumes, and I get just enough time to lay down and shut my eyes before I have to head up to Fredericksburg to pick up DJ Hangman from the train station.

OK, so I could have sworn that the email said 3:40. It is now 4:55, and no passenger train in sight. Despite the heat, I decide to hit up the area around the train station, which features a plethora of rails and drops, and before I know it, I am dripping with sweat, which has ceased to impress the women on the platform. I eat a snack, and begin to wonder why they repeat the, "Due to CSF regulations, some passenger trains may be delayed up to 15 minutes" message over and over. Do they figure that if they say it 4 times then it must just mean an hour delay? The train finally arrives, and since I can't remember what Hangman looks like, I just start to vault the rails so that he'll know who I am.

Back to Orange, quickly changing, grabbing a snack, drinking some water, and making introductions to the family, and we're off, once again back to Fredericksburg. We get to the gym almost on time, and walk in to see the whole crew already in full swing. I run to the shoe cubbies, and begin to take off my shoes yelling "PK For Life!!", which is followed by a "And everybody else, GO Shove IT!! " from the floor. Yes, PKUSA has arrived in Virginia. With a tall mat-stack set up already, I add a small obstacle to the middle and create a short run, which we start to session like mad. Too many techniques to mention went down, but of note, was the 14 foot gap from low to high that was cleared by all, and the cheer squad we had the pleasure of standing on the sidelines, routing us on.

After a few techs into the foam pit, including a gainer full-twist by Eric, we decide to set up some pads against the far wall to practice wall flips and the like. I quickly follow the curse by jamming my toe hard on a failed wall spin, which then decides to swell and not let me walk. I concede to the camera, and try my best to capture some cool progressions on film. Steve nailed the forward wall flip, and huge vertical wall runs were had by all. Though I got most of the wall techniques on still shots, my 4 year old daughter, Cassidy, did a pretty good job capturing the majority on film (no, i'm not kidding). By the time we were done with the wall, time was winding down, and we all tried to cool off and stretch, while watching the huge group of mini-traceurs we had inspired take to the wall and start laying down techniques of their own. We all grabbed something to eat, and then headed back to Orange. When we got there, we had to sort out the sleeping arrangements, make the introductions and then try to chill out and get some sleep for the following day.

OK, up at 6:45, and off to start the home-made biscuits. Once they were done, Akh Horus and I shot to the store to hook up some fresh fruit, and when we returned, I started jamming the Gift Of Gab album as a wake up call. Everybody ate well, and we departed for Charlottesville. Malfunctioning hyper-drive aside, the drive went well, and we arrived at the garage on time, only to lose Baram. Though we worried for a moment, he soon showed up, and the jamming began.

Akh shot up the stair-side wall for a second shot at the grab, getting it on his first go. Lots of sessioning was done on the multi-level rails, with Baram Shin showing mad flow with his link-ups. The trimming of a few shrubs had created a new cat leap from a run up hill, and it was sessioned to death. Everybody landed it perfectly, and I got tons of great action shots. We were shut down in the middle of the 9 foot precision by the restaurant owner, whom we politely apologized to, only to have him call the cops. The officer was cool, though, telling us that nothing we were doing was illegal, though we would have to stay off of the restaurant property. We decided to film some runs, and film some runs we did, with both Eric and Matt representing with the mad balancing skills, and Akh and Baram flowing like mad through the rail area of the parking complex. On our second set of shots, though, fate hit like a bad tsunami, with Akh clipping his foot and falling face first from 6 feet to the brick. A collective "oooohhh" was heard from around the group, but after a bit of clean up (yea! WFR represent!!) Mr. Horus was back to jamming at full force. M2 and Stix showed up a bit later, and after a minute or two more around the rails, we decided to hop up the road to the library/historical society for some more action.

The Library offers some awesome opportunities for runs, and runs were had by all, with Tor heading to the roof right off, and Akh nailing the precision across the steps. Albinoboy stepped up and flowed through the link-ups down the hill, and Eric, M2, and Hangman set to the buildering traverse. Then a true gem was found on the other side of the roof, in the form of a walled garden, with rails, gaps, and walls for their PK enjoyment. So, of course, Dom decided to start right off with a huge drop to a small landing next to a tree. He landed it without a roll, and Eric stepped up next, only to be shut down by the arrival of our next police officer of the day. Once again, he was quite nice, only telling us that the proprietor of the historical society building didn't want us jumping off of her property. Being that the sentiment is quite understandable, we politely left without argument, and headed to Whole Foods for the Mac-PK lunch of champions; fresh fruit, sushi, and organic soda.

Next off we traveled to UVA, but unfortunately before much PK could go down it started to rain. So, we decided to teach M2 PDQ, and played a game or 20 under the trees in the rain, quite fun. After a while we knew the day in Charlottesville was over, so we gathered our things, said our farewells to those who weren't following along, and headed off back to Orange.

We only lost Baram twice and Albinoboy's caravan once, so i'd say the trip back was a smashing success. When we arrived back in town, I decided to give up the limping for the day, so I stayed at the house with a few others to ice and ibuprofen, while the remainder of the group headed up town to sample the great lines my little town has to offer. When they all got back, we ordered some pizza's, checked out some of the footage from the last two days, and chowed down before the group hit the road again. DJ Hangman stayed the night, we checked out "Stuck on You" and laughed our asses off, before passing out from exhaustion. The next day I took him back to the train station, wished him good luck on his trip back, and thanked him for coming. On the way home I had a 7-11 clerk tell me company policy was to call the police on those who wish to pay with a check, even though there isn't a "No Checks" notice on the pumps. While writing a personal check to a guy nice enough to pay for my gas with his credit card, I thought back over the weekend and this perfect ending.

It's funny, I had planned the jam for a long time, had been waiting in anticipation for the event, only to injure myself in the first 45 minutes. We were approached by 2 cops in a matter of about 3 hours, had numerous driving problems with lost members of the JumpVA caravan, and got rained out before even tasting the slightest bit of the sweetest of PK on the UVA campus. I somewhat unintentionally over drafted my checking account on gas driving so much, only to be threatened at the very end by a call to the cops for actually trying to pay for gas. And yet, I had a great time. I find it funny that a PK jam that involved no PK for myself could be so fun, but in the end, i'm really glad that everybody decided to crash at my place and grace me with their presence. Even those that I had not previously met, I felt a certain amount of kinship with, and everybody added their own spice to the mix. We all had some great conversations, and even though not all of us are anime or video game geeks (hehe, yeah, I went there) the random references were still funny. Thanks to everyone for stopping in and having a good time, you're all welcome back any time, and remember to keep up the flow.

The jam at the UMCP was great, lot's of good skills on display.

This next weekend (8/14, 8/15) we're jamming during the evening of the 14th around Orange, then heading to Charlottesville in the morning (8:30-9:00) to hit up the Mall and UVA. Hope to see everybody there!!!