Thrasher Magazine

The P-Stone Cup is a bonafide Bay Area spectacle, a who's who of the rawest transition talent from across the globe. Joe Brook reports on every rip and rare sighting from one of skateboarding's best days.

Raney sparks the fire at Bobs and the bros keep the blaze goin’ up to Burnside and back, leaving only rubble and the memory of mayhem behind. You can’t miss this chaos.

It’s been a year but the love keeps flowing. We’ve added new testimonials to this retrospective page. Take a few moments and soak up more stories from the life and times of Jake Phelps. 

This was the final Grotto Lotto and nobody held back—Joe Brook got the flicks and everybody got the tricks. Farewell, Rev park! Nothing gold can stay.

The sun was bright, the revvs were high, and Oakland’s concrete sanctuary of the skate Gods was alive with the spirit of the recently departed. Fix yourself a coffee, grab a snack and enjoy the show.

Every December we gather in SF to ordain the newly minted SOTY. This year’s party might’ve just been the best celebration to date. Congrats, TYSHAWN!

The Skate Gods deployed the Skate Rock crew to Vietnam and Bali. They stay ready for anything that comes their way.

Old crusty spots separate the men from the boys. Parque de Carolinas in Quito, Ecuador has been there for 40 years. It ain't going nowhere. I took the best of '97 there and it went off—cops, broads, beers and busting. The next time I went 20 years later, the kids that grew up with the mag wanted some Eccy juice. Took the now dudes and, needless to say, Hellride was on, "Rocky Mountain Way" all the way. —Jake Phelps

The last three years I’ve been starting out the year with a trip to South America. Following the Sun in life is a good rule. –Jake Phelps