That Wasn't Clearwater Beach

I'm back in the US and A after one of the most nervous trips through US Customs I've ever taken. Not as bad as Canada, though. More on that later. I'm finally getting through my email and have a bunch of photos that Clem sent over from a Key Largo Red Bull Trip he took. It was all bid'niss, but he did manage to find a city skate park that required wrist guards. Settle down, Negative Nancy. At least there was a place to skate.