When we arrived back to Ignition Valley after a van tour circling Austria we were greeted by a brand new curved ledge in front of the shop/bar. The following day lots of locals showed up and everyone skated and practically destroyed the new ledge. I guess it goes to show that following the curing instructions is always a smart idea, but sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do! By the end of the day everyone had been getting fired up on good German/Austrian brew and our stomachs were satisfied from the hearty grilled steaks and potatoes. Philipp, Jero, and I called it a day to return back to his flat and shower up for the bar party. We came back to the Ignition Bar ready to smooth talk some ladies and see what this small retirement town they call Bad Rechinael was all about! Well, it became a quick reality that the Ignition bar, while 500% cooler than every other bar out there, caters to only skaters. As the night went on I flirted with the female mannequins in the shop with hopes of taking one home with me. Well, an hour later pure chaos had broken out! Only drunk rollerbladers would come up with the idea to completely destroy everything in the bar. I swiftly broke out my camera that was soon to be covered in Jeagermister! By the end of the night, blood and puke had been spilled from a majority of the heads there, someone had enjoyed a warm, unfiltered glass of my urine (by accident I swear!), and every table and chair had turned into dangerous shrapnel on the floor. So many bottles were broken that if they had actually been returned/recycled for the usual refund Sebastian probably would have got 40 Euros back! The night was over at this point, so Jero, Philipp, and I stumbled back to his flat. I also shall mention that on the way back Philipp had an outlash with another guy walking with two ladies. I guess a drunken night of 100% wiener at the Ignition Bar had him ancey to pick some birds up. The next morning we viewed the photos and once again came to the realization that skater parties are very fun, but where the hell are the girls at? I mean come on, if I found out that gymnists had bar parties like skaters do I would be there pronto! Holla back next time girls, please don't leave me with the mannequins!
- Doug Urquhart
Photos: Jeremy Stephenson and Philipp Forstner
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