Steven Ayers Photography

I’ve been tight with everyone in the Gator crew since the first time I’ve met them, several years ago. Now that Brandon Knowles is my boss (we’re plumbers) and we have the same schedule we get to ride out to wherever the rest of the crew is at and do some skating. This time we drove out to Frank Branca’s newish residence in Orlando for some fun in the sun. Next week we’ll be doing the same thing. You should do the same thing with your crew too.

A little inspecting at this spot before we got kicked out by a gang of security guards.

Little Dean was getting to it at the next spot downtown.

Meanwhile, things were getting weird when we turned the corner to check out a 2 stair ledge.

XXL Kreashawn, Hammer pants, and a rhinestone cowboy. We just stayed at the first ledge spot.

Where Brandon mashed out a tailslide.Nothing major, but gotta keep some blog content around, right? Plus, the spot looked awesome.

Later in the day at an awesome ditch spot it was clearly obvious that Florida is getting to be too-hot-for-shirts weather.

Brandon went to work on a transfer I’m gonna park on the sequence of, meanwhile, Dean took a more casual approach to the spot.

Next stop, this mellow but long rail.

You think Frank can’t get up on them bars? Don’t let the mellow disposition fool you. Eye of the tiger…

Ending the day at a “Steve spot”. Mellow DIY tranny. I loved it.

Brandon, pivot to fakie.

Just for fun. Blog content, right?

Frank bought a 5D for video work and is dabbling in photo stuff too so I got to get mines too. Thanks Frank!

Joe Santy is back from Korea en route to Nicaragua. Pit stop in central Florida and a 5-0 on the wave.

Yep.

Joe is out to Nica, but we’ll still be here shredding.

See you guys next week, as usual.

Not too much to say about these photos aside from my friend Matt and me went to Turtle Ditch in Channelside Tampa this morning and shot a couple photos.

Tune in.

Crooks.

Back tail.

Kickflip to fakie.

I saw the “93 till” tag and thought Rob Meronek was tagging the ditch. Then I saw the rest of the tag. Probably not Rob. Maybe though.

Long overdue session with my buds from Gator Skateboarding. They held the heartland of Florida down for years in the Sebring area but most of the guys have since up and moved to Orlando to seize more opportunities and enjoy a more urban lifestyle. We met up out in Lakeland for a ditch session.

Sebring’s Saint to skateboarding, Frank Branca.

Frank had the idea to wallride the pipe.

Even some grabbing going on too. There were a couple more variations of this but I think I should park on those.

Knowles kept it low-impact with this footplant.

The steep main wall got an ollie to fakie from Lane.

For more fun like this, check out Frank’s website Gatorskateboarding.com

Some of my friends from North Central Florida came down to Tampa for the day to skate around and enjoy a change of scenery. We snapped some photos along the way and even though we didn’t accomplish much photo-wise we still accomplished a pretty good time. What more can you really want?

Stuart is visiting from Northern California but went to High School down here in Florida. He wanted to scope out this flatbar spot.

Drop in grind.

Then he lost control of this no-comply over the bar from the parking block. I wish I’d shot a sequence, he barrel rolled off the bar.

The agony of defeat.

Taking a second to check the footage… Which you can see right here:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kJveKVrbYk8&feature=player_embedded

Instant swellbow. His goose was cooked.

Went skating with these fellas the other day. Never a bad time.

Took some of my homies from Atlanta to the beach while they were visiting Tampa for the contest. The only thing is, we went at 5AM. Sunrise was nice. I also threw in some of my lurk photos from the contest.

My homie Mark is holding it down in Atlanta now but grew up on the beach in Sarasota. He as hyped to be back.

This girl was a friend of a friend from ATL who was enjoying the water.

Celebrating making it to sunrise.

Skate talk at 7:30 AM over Corona.

We met the beach comber there.

Some of us didn’t make it to the morning.

Kamal was hyped to scope some waves.

Kenny Anderson and a couple of the Cons guys came along too. That was a pretty wild and awesome surprise.

Later, after a nap and back at the contest…

Big Country, Cullen Traverso.

Look inside the mind of a lunatic. Alex Donahue.

Dockery and Donahue. DD. Lakeland reppin’.

Jacob was hangin’ loose.

Knowles.

Yeah, I got my Weezy photo. Rob looks pretty psyched.

Torey took it.

Then Lana hooked up some cuts. Kenny Anderson got a little trim.

Spent an afternoon with my DJ homie Ashley Albritton the other day. He needed studio photos and was leaving to Miami in a few days, so we needed to get it done. Discussion topics ranged from physics to recreational substance use to what’s good for the government and society. Good times as always.

Ashley is a House DJ and is so involved in the medium I don’t think he even notices this discarded guitar.

These things probably get a lot more use.

It’s literally a turntable lab.

Every instrument has a unique story. The keyboard with the wood-grain panels is 20 years old and is long past discontinued.

Relaxed work style.

Higher mental plains.

Tune in, zone out.

A good ways (a couple years now I think!) back my main man Adam Burgess and I collaborated on this art project of some of my photos of our mutual friends and his awesome loose contour portraits of people. The idea was to have an art show with them but it never worked out. So now, without further ado, please enjoy!

Scotty Conley, 2009.

John Gow, 2007.

Kyle Stone, 2007.