Posts Tagged 'Highfields'

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.’

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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.’

Raw #13.

Some time had passed since my last RAW video [1] and so I felt it was time to roll out another one. It had been well over a month since the last, so much for getting one out on a weekly basis! I was lucky to have captured many clips from the Highfields training session [2] but still needed more footage. So it was great when I managed to get out one Monday with Steve [3] even after many had bailed on the session and it felt like a wasted day. I used that time while out to film extra bits I needed. The footage had come to a good six minutes when put on the timeline. That made this edit a chore and it didn’t help motivate me to get it done. I did manage to get it down to three minutes after much culling. It was still far too long, longer than my usual RAW edits of under a minute.

 

 

I withered it down further, what kept it increased was many of the same angles for each movement. I had between two to five shots of the same move, it was tough selecting the better clips. I got it down to under one minute once I had rid most of those extra, unneeded angles. I must say I quite like this video and how the clips came together than the previous videos. I think the new surroundings had much to do with that feeling. Happy, I released the video and even found a green related idiom for the title in relation to the colour I was wearing.

0:04 – It might look like nothing, but the impact of that drop didn’t half come at some force!
0:09 – Was a fun run to record and there are so many more potential movement to add to it.
0:25 – I would have loved to have done the rail precision instead of the cat to cats, maybe next time.
0:45 – Another heavy impact jump, as well as avoiding kneeing the tree and branch in face action. Hence the strange landing stance.

Victoria Embankment.

I woke up at nine, which seems to be a regular occurrence now. Long have the days passed, where I struggled to get up before twelve and to be in town for one on a Saturday. I’m always ready to train from ten now and wait for the hours to pass until one. There were lots of people predicted to be attending today. At least, that is what the event stated, whether that was true was another story. I headed out to the bus stop, only to see that the next one was due in fifty minutes. What the hell?! It hadn’t occurred to me that it was Saint Georges Day and that there was some sort of march going on at the Forest Recreational Ground, causing delays until three o’clock. This was going to be a problem, I thought about leaving training all together, but I still wanted to be out.

I got a lift to town and when I arrived, I found people at IBM already jumping and there wasn’t many out. I guess I wasn’t the only one that had problems getting into town or had sacked off the idea of training all together. Danno was out this weekend amazingly! Although, he spent much of his time talking to Ben (seen below) about travelling the globe than doing actual Parkour training… Some of the shots from IBM can be seen in James’ album [1] as I didn’t take any myself until later in the day. The plan was to go to Castle College for James to reclaim his running cat nemesis once again. To be fair, it had been a very long time since we had last trained there [2] and he had done that movement. He said he felt like he might have lost it now, through not doing repetition but would see once he was there. He hoped he hadn’t as that would be annoying.

 

Ben & Danno - Portrait.

Ben & Danno – Portrait.

 

It seemed there was a fair bit of stalling (to me) happening before we moved to Castle College, then James and some others popped to the shop for supplies. When we arrived, I think he felt a bit apprehensive about the jump? Who wouldn’t know, it’s that kind of hidden pressure on yourself if no one else. if you aren’t too careful it can also end up causing you to lose movements. Myself and David were trying a tic tac cat, running along a wall ledge, below a window which we had seen Holbrook and Mat do ages ago. It felt as awkward as it did back then and it’s a no wonder that it took a while to crack. I do hate movements which take a long time to nail, or that you don’t feel like you are getting the hang of, when others can be done so easily. David got closer each time he tried, he just needed to get a bit more height fully land it.

I hated the running along the wall, the footing was terrible. When we both got it in the end and I tried to film some angles for it, but I couldn’t find one that did the movement any justice… David looked like he nearly broke his ankle on one of the jumps, it looked horrible because as he jumped towards the fence his feet slipped down and then one of his feet went under it. He fell flat on his arse as the foot twisted sideways under the fence due to the loose gravy, looking like it bend almost the wrong way. I’m surprised he was unscathed, even willing to retry the movement after that blip. Then, Phil did an attempt and slipped on landing too and was another instant death. This really was fast becoming a horrible movement all round!

 

Eddie - Portrait.

Eddie – Portrait.

 

It seemed that James had lost the Castle College running cat, annoyingly. As horrible as it sounds, it felt like a classic here we go again! Feeling with the movement and with how long it took him to break it in the first place, I really hoped it wouldn’t take just as long to reclaim it. It was no doubt just as frustrating for James as it was there for him to get easily, if he let himself. It was one of those classic mental barriers with training that we all battle, some more than others. Continue reading ‘Victoria Embankment.’


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