Technically, I’ve being doing it since the last millennium, back then when my dad, a hobbyist skater, grabbed me and put me on my first board at the age of 4. I immediately fell on my head, got my first stitches and this rad little scar on my forehead as a reminder. It goes without saying that little Ollie did not appreciate the sport at all. Fast forward ten years - I haven’t stepped foot on a skateboard since my first encounter. My parents had divorced and I was just reconnecting with my dad. That’s when my love for skateboarding flared up. Ever since then, I’ve been skating like a mad man, getting better day by day.
The end.
Name: Ollie ‘Ghost’ Ryder
Hometown: Graz, Austria
Birthday: November 1st, 1995
People who make the impossible happen. I’m very inspired by that.
Get up, check my messages and social media, go for a quick run with the dog, shower, have a banana smoothie, work on commission based stuff, have lunch, then walk the dog to the nearest skate park, meet friends and skate until dawn, have a bite for dinner and maybe a drink or two, stay up way too late watching stupid youtube videos, pass out on the couch, wake up being confused as hell, have a snack, go to sleep and dream of white rabbits.
Baker 8.25 deck, Independent Stage 11 Forged Titanium, Shake Junt grip, 53mm OJ wheels
I don’t really have one particular favorite skater, but Peggy Oki’s story inspired me. I also remember Elissa Steamer as being the only girl in a game full of boys back in the good old Tony Hawk Pro Skater times.
Sloth. No, Octopus. No wait. Sloth.
I broke my arm trying to do a 360 gazelle.
It’s never too late to get your shit together.