Posts Tagged 'Highfeilds'

Bumps, Bruises & Back Flips.


I had planned to go out early Wednesday with David,  so we could train at Highfields after he missed the previous Saturday jam we had there. I wanted to train there again too, still having movements to conquer. The weather all week had been ever changing day by day, which made it next too impossible to predict if it was worth going out until the day of. I had mentioned to Ben about the session and he seemed up for it, Femi too IF he turned up that is! James was a maybe, what with current work commitments… My next challenge was getting up on time, I was currently going to bed any where from 10pm – 2am and not getting up until gone 11am. A far cry from the 6am work days, the holidays were killing my routine.

I decided on Tuesday evening to go ahead with this training session, there was no predicted rain through the day. Femi was now a no for being out, due to a work interview at 6pm and didn’t see the point in travelling afar. I went to bed early to compensate for all the late nights, but struggled to sleep, it felt too warm. I ended up waking up at 5am, then again at 8am and decided to get up not long after. I abused James via PM, asking if the old man had even woke up yet and will he be joining us today?! Telling him to come out regardless, though I doubted he would be out, with it being a midweek session. Likely he wouldn’t be up until we were already out and jumping. Though I did have a small hope to see him later on, just maybe it would happen. I wasn’t holding my breath though…


David – Catleap.


I got ready for training, feeling tired and now in a rush. I had been too relaxed from being up early and hadn’t gotten ready in due course. The curse of having too much time, thinking I would be fine, then it seemed time had sped up, each time I checked. Tom was out today, a random and unexpected practitioner to add to the cause. The others who were meant to be out were very quiet and not online yet, which usually meant they wouldn’t be out. I arrived in town close to half ten, all accounted for we got the bus to Highfields, which took next to no time at all. It seemed the university was open and that might be a problem if we were jumping around the campus. There were a few people kicking around, early Pokémon hunting it seemed, with one guy dressed as a Pokémon trainer!

It was on to warming up and with that, the bigger jumps. The main catleap in the area (seen above) one I could see, but never seemed to like, it always felt like I might not make it. It was within rage, but I didn’t like the fall down onto the steps if you didn’t commit. David was doing it easily, then Tom did it too! That was it, I had to do it now too. I could now see the jump, but I still felt uneasy about it. As I jumped for it, it was like David and Tom said, closer than you think. Which I equally found out when I stubbed my toe into the wall. Continue reading ‘Bumps, Bruises & Back Flips.’


Parkour & GO.


People had made it clear, that it was time for more exploration jams within Nottingham. Some were up for doing just that, this weekend. With Highfields being a desired location, seeing as that was a recent place of training. With that, I created an event for the day. I wasn’t that bothered about meeting people in town first, as that would be a long slog for myself. It was quicker to get there of my own accord, I had put step by step instructions on how to get there via all modes of transport. James felt that was a bit unfair to people that were still unsure, or couldn’t understand the instructions of how to get there. I had covered ALL the possible ways to get there and how, it was up to the others attending to make their own way there and meet up with people on the way if needs be. It’s not like they’re all kids any more and needed a chaperone for a trip…

I was unsure how I was getting there myself now. I had hoped to get a lift from Adam, but he was meeting others in town first now and going via tram earlier than the meet up time. I could have gone via bus, but that would take ages, meaning I would have to be going into and out of town. Another route, which was the more direct and easier way there didn’t have a bus from mine. In the end I did manage to get a lift to QMC, only to find the bridge over the motorway was closed! Since when?! I had to walk the long way around and through the university campus, doing a few jumps on my way to kill the time. The others had bumped into Daniel Bunkle and a few others who were out in Nottingham for the ‘Fearless Jam’ organised by Jack Cobb. Which seemed like it was to be a bit of a shambles, organization wise and I’m not too sure how it would go day wise. Annoyingly it was on the same day, we had chosen to venture.


Highfields © JamesAllenVisuals.


As I arrived at the meet up point, there was no one to be seen. How on earth did this happen? I was a tad later than expected and everyone else should have been there long before I was, due to meeting in town an hour and half before the meet time. The few people who were sat on the grass bank sunning, looked at me oddly while I jumped around on the edge of the tall walls beside the lake, waiting for everyone else to arrive. Derby Tom of all people had arrived first. He always seemed to be out on these adventure days, which I’m sure is only coincidental, but we never seem to see him any other time. The rest of the guys did finally arrive, they were late due to waiting on others in town and had mentioned that Femi wanted them to wait for him too, as he was running late. They obviously didn’t and I don’t blame them, I wouldn’t have either with him ALWAYS being hours later! #blacktime

I was unsure what to practise, instead opting to eat while the others warmed up. Some of the guys at one side were jumping to the steps from a wall, going up a step each time. A tree branch seemed to be hampering them and so I decided to break it down. The tree was dead anyway and it allowed more space to precision to the steps further up. Pete and James said to not destroy the tree and stop, as there was no need and it makes us seem like vandals. I wouldn’t have done it, let alone been able to if the tree was still healthy! Continue reading ‘Parkour & GO.’

QMC, Nottm Uni and Highfields.




I woke up today feeling drained, outside was gray and overcast as if it was to throw it down with heavy rain at any given moment. From seeing this I decided that I wouldn’t be training today and instead stay home and dry, away from the onslaught of rain which was sure to ensue. Yaz came online and asked if the jam was still on? I told him it looked like rain and I wasn’t feeling going out, that and no one else was online yet to confirm. I was still in two minds whether to go out if everyone else was up for it still. Yaz agreed we should leave it and then logged off to go and mow his lawn, it began to rain and that confirmed the day was only set to get worse. Denis popped up on Facebook chat asking if I was ready to train. I explained I wasn’t planning to be out now and neither was Yaz who was now busy, not to mention Stefano had not even confirmed he was out as of yet. With this said, a disheartened Denis said we have a few hours yet until our meet up time for the weather and people to chance their minds. He assured me it’s not  predicted to rain today, even though I had felt and could see the rain from my window!

Further more he said even if it does rain, it won’t rain for that long and we can still train, maybe not at the QMC area because once the grass there is wet it stays wet even with the slightest bit of moisture so we should just train in town instead. It was later in the day and Stefano had come online, asking if the jam was still on? I told him yes as the weather had brightened up, the sun now shining had given me a change of heart about coming out after all. I text Abdur at 12.30 with the time and place we were meeting to see if he was free to train, even though we were meeting at 13.30 and I had text him rather late. Yaz came back online and I told him lets just go out and train, see what happens and I’ll see him there, with that he headed off to get ready. I was about to leave when Denis told me that he was now coming into town and that we should just train there instead, so wait for him to arrive and not go straight to QMC once we had met.

I arrived at the meet up point to find Yaz as always to be the first one there waiting. I told him that Denis was now on about training town instead and that we need to wait for him to arrive. Yaz was slightly confused and said that is not what he had told him on Facebook chat before he left. So what is Denis on about as he told him we were still going QMC and he would see him there and then left to get ready. Abdur was next to arrive, I was unsure whether he was going to attend due to my late notice and so it was a surprise to see him turning up and on time! Denis was late as always, no change there then! We spoke about what to do training wise and that QMC was on the agenda. Denis said he didn’t want to go if it was going to rain as then it will be a rubbish, wasted day.

We waited on Stefano who hadn’t shown up yet and time was getting on. It was ten to two and Yaz said ‘forget him, lets just go already? We had a meet up time, if people can’t arrive on time then they get left behind, plain and simple!’ Little did we know he had cancelled and posted on our Facebook wall, but we had all left by that time to see the post. As we started to walk to Tesco’s, we bumped into Billy who had just came off a bus and was heading home. It was the second time this week we had bumped into him while being out. Denis asked that we would definitely be at QMC? As he had to get a Trent Barton bus while the rest of us had to get a city council one, once Abdur had been to Tesco’s and so Denis set off. The queue in Tesco’s was massive and this put Yaz off going to get anything from there, while Abdur still went in for supplies, once he was out we all hopped on a 35 bus and made our way to reunite with the Bulgarian Moaner.


Yaz – 180 Catleap.


We got off the bus and embraced with Denis, before walking through the subway to our first area of training. Denis was already moaning about the area, as this subway’s gap was ‘tiny’ and ‘rubbish’ and has nothing to do! We left him in his sulking state and the other guys got accustomed to the area and did a few precisions at various heights along the subway, I tried to forget about the distance and focused more on getting a nice images of the jumps. I took a few shots of Yaz doing cat to cats between the subway, experimenting with different angles. One of which was one of my favourite image of the day and can be seen below. The funniest thing by far of the day, was watching Yaz walk along the walls at height feeling scared of the drop. Continue reading ‘QMC, Nottm Uni and Highfields.’

#5 – Winter Training & A Digital SLR Camera.


The end of an era as I ditch the film camera and join the modern world with a digital SLR camera (Fujifilm FinePix S7000) being the camera of choice after I wanted to get into photography properly. My camera was meant to have been a Christmas present but I had been allowed to have it early after much persuasion. I said to my mum that I needed to test it to see if it works and that it is the what I wanted. I have been trying to work out all the complex settings, I doubt if I will ever figure it all out! Still it feels great to take photos and not have to go and get the film developed. It takes really good pictures compared to what I am used to using. It’s a shame about the weather being so dark and gloomy all the time as it really does blur my shots and hamper the quality of the photos. Perhaps there is an answer to that by me pressing some button or changing a setting, still I have no idea on that front and perhaps I should try reading the instructional manual!

I took it out training with me and met up at the Royal Concert Hall at the usual time of 11am, Sick Ed had arrived after gymnastics and we began to train and test out my new camera. Magua had also bought a compact digital camera and wanted to take photos too. Mike started with a few flips and then some running Tic Tac’s on the Concert Hall walls before we moved over to Gray Walls area to train. At Gray Walls I was busy taking photos, the day was bitterly cold. though and my fingers were going numb the longer I was stood around taking photos. I wanted to show Mike that I had learnt how to wallspin after only learning it a few days ago and telling Mike who was in disbelief to my claims. I found a slanted tree and prepared for the move, jumping up, touching the tree with my hands positioned on it while arching my body to the side when my feet left the ground. It felt odd, but I knew if I could do it on this slanted tree I’d be able to do it anywhere. I hadn’t even tried it on any other object apart from a wooden flat fence I had learnt it on while landing on a unused mattress, never mind landing on grass or concrete.


A picture is worth a thousand words

A picture is worth a thousand words


Mike asked to see me do one, I thought well it’s now or never and ran towards the tree with my heart in my mouth and the adrenaline pumping through my veins, not knowing what the outcome would be. I stomped on the ground and jumped off my feet while placing my hands together on the tree simultaneously feeling my body turn over my hands and I let go with one hand to allow my feet to come back down, executing the wallspin perfectly just like I had visualized in my mind. Everyone clapped, went crazy and came over to congratulate me. Mike was amazed I had taught myself this move and also wanted to learn them too. I went over to a perfectly vertical tree, hoping to replicate what I had just done on the slanted tree, to my delight I did and it felt just as great as the one before. All I needed was some photos of the movement. Mike got hyped up and decided to try one on the slanted tree and asked how to do one. He gave it a few attempts falling on the floor but understanding how it was done, he said he would practice it at gymnastics next time and then he should be able to do them outside after.

I had learnt the wallspin a couple of nights before by putting a unused mattress on the floor next to a wooden flat fence in David’s garden. Since first seeing the move on video I wanted to learn it and spent an hour jumping off the springy mattress from running and standing throwing myself at the fence, looking like a car had just hit me. I would land on my side, ass and even my head at times, it was funny to see me and David trying to get them. Continue reading ‘#5 – Winter Training & A Digital SLR Camera.’

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