On November 20th, 1776 Lord Cornwallis captured Fort Lee. A victory for the British and a harsh blow to the American forces. 231 years later a group of very dedicated Americans celebrated this important historical event by donning breeches, weskits and tri-cornered hats while brandishing muskets. So fucking cool.

Too young for a bum knee. Much too long after suffering a torn ACL, I finally got the surgery.

I had to be at the hospital at 6am and decided to go on a last skate before hanging the board up for six months.

I guess the crosswalk signs get a little schizophrenic real late at night. It was a bit foreshadowing of my mobility for the next month.

They pushed my surgery back five hours. Rad.

The Culprit.

Ain’t skeered.

Belongings.

These gentlemen put me to sleep and cut me up. No sweat.

And then a month of this. Considering everything else that’s happened in the last month. This wasn’t bad at all.

Can’t wait to get back on the bike. And the board. Come Christmastime, I should have a new knee in my stocking.