Same for my sunset ride near Morro Rock, where sea otters bobbed and twirled close to shore.įarther north in Santa Cruz, known for its gritty surf-skate culture, I loved the old-school flavor of Derby skate park, circa 1976, as well as the Ken Wormhoudt Skate Park with its 18-foot-high pipe, sandblasted and painted to resemble a crashing wave. On the Bob Jones Pathway, a gently rolling, 21/2 -mile paved nature trail that leads to downtown Avila Beach, a trio of birdwatchers, spying on night herons, waved as I rolled past. I sensed this immediately as I glided into San Luis Obispo’s beautiful new SLO Skate Park, where gangly teenage skaters, typically a standoffish bunch, greeted me with friendly smiles. and elsewhere, and opinions vary widely on what constitutes “best.” For me, raised on classic 1970s surf style, I prefer banks, bowls and snake runs, those curving concrete waves that allow one to unleash their inner Gerry Lopez, a style icon of 1970s surfing.Ī welcoming vibe also helps, and the bucolic Central Coast is all about that. Only difference now? I strap on lots of safety gear.Ĭalifornia has about 450 skate parks, according to, which tracks and reviews skate parks in the U.S. At 52, I still feel the rush of fear and excitement when I arrive at a skate spot. It is in this spirit that I set out, hoping to recapture the magic of my earliest skateboard trips of 40 years ago - while avoiding the emergency room.
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