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The Leicester Parkour Park.


So, for the people that didn’t already know, there was to be a big unveiling to mark the opening of new Parkour Park in Leicester, Bede Park. Ever since the Loughborough Park at Southfields Park had been built (2014) there were talks of one to be built in Leicester in the near future by the same company (Natural Sports) respectively. The main concern was Leicester already had a rather terrible park built many years ago (2010) in Eyres Monsell, so the council might see that the city already has one built, so why another?! I’m not sure if that same park is even widely used or even know about through the community. I remember being surprised when it was first built as I hadn’t heard anything about it and then it had magically appeared.

There was much anticipation for the new park and with Dan Timms and the general Leicester community being behind the design, I’m sure it would turn out great! Over the past weeks and months we were teased with hearsay and then images of the park coming together as it was being built appeared. I’ll be the first to admit, it looked fantastic! More so due to the different levels it had and how everything was close enough to link together movement. Loads better than our own (small) low level, spaced out and linear one in Nottingham. I liked the bright flooring as well, I wanted to visit it now I had seen what it is like. I wasn’t overly bothered in the beginning, but as the event drew closer the hype for a jump was real.



I asked around to see who else was game for going, James wasn’t out for the event as it was the same day as his anniversary, unluckily. A few of the others said they were going to go via train, car or hitching a ride there. I was lucky enough to have Eddie interested about going down, which surprised me. He wanted to go early, leaving early to get back home before peak time as he had to go out himself later. That and David had work as well to be back for later. All in all, it fit perfectly with all our routines, providing we didn’t get stuck in endless traffic on the way back that is. Daniel had asked me if I was going along to the event, as he was and it may be the one chance I get to see him in person again. Seeing as he lived down south and isn’t often if at all up this way, so he would be there not to train as such but for support of the scene and to see some old faces and mingle.

I can’t remember the last time I had seen his vagabond, small, homeless looking self! The last time must have been while he was at Nottingham University, which was many aeons ago, it had to be nearing a decade by now. He used to train semi regular back then [1] as that retro video shows at a time when we made a video together. I would then see him fleetingly at gymnastics, than the outdoor training due to uni. This was all before life had caught up with him and stole him away from training completely, like it does with so many practitioners. I still speak to him regularly online, I just don’t see him in person, what with him being the hermit kind. By the looks of the event, it seems that there were loads of people attending to the opening. Continue reading ‘The Leicester Parkour Park.’


Leicester – Beaster Jam.


Beaster Group Photo.


I had seen that there was a big Parkour gathering planned for Leicester in a few weeks. I had been invited to the event when it was first published but didn’t really think anything more of it, what with having a bad ankle, not that I travel or train much these days, bar for the Parkour Park. Around a week before the event, I did wonder if it would be any good and who would likely to attend, as in the beginning there were many invites but not many people had confirmed except for locals. I wasn’t sure if any of the Nottingham guys were down for going until much later in the week when I heard a few of them were thinking about heading down. I personally wasn’t up for going, paying money to go for a day I might end up hating and not being able to get the most out of training would have enraged me. At the same time though, I felt if I didn’t go I would be jealous of the ones who went and no doubt it would be an awesome day well missed. On the other hand if I went and wasn’t able to train I would feel just as equally annoyed with myself and envious of others who could, any Traceur will know full well when visiting a new city or areas you have the urge to jump whether you are injured or not, and that is a very hard compulsion to fight!

As the invites and confirmed guests raised it got me increasingly contemplating whether to go or not myself, I was swaying more to go but at the same time I had to think realistically about it. It would be great to see some old Leicester faces though, get some nice photography from the day and just be out and about for once like the old days. I saw more and more people I knew from my Facebook confirming they would be going and had numerous people asking if I, myself would be attending too? I did put myself as a maybe after not answering the initial invite, I also replied to a few of the comments in the event too. It wasn’t until later on in the week, like the day before the event I saw that Steve had said he was a maybe too and I decided to ask if he was really considering about attending the training session, he said he would and asked if I was interesting in going too and how I would be going transport wise. I said I had thought about it but was unsure if I would go at all, Steve offered to give myself a lift and drive down and if someone else wanted to come they could too due to seating. With it being so close to the event, I asked Kezza if he wanted to come as we had all trained the day before and then with that, it was decided and we spoke about what time to meet and where for the morning.


Steve – Box Precision.


I woke up early for this weekend’s extravaganza, I went downstairs to feed the cats and while checking very briefly online I see a message already sent for Steve asking if I was awake and ready for the day ahead and if I’ve heard from Kezza yet, who had also messed me about being already up and ready. I liked a few posts and made a comment in the event to which James liked too and then messaged me about being up so early, I was shocked to see him active on Facebook at this time, after he always arrives at training sessions at around 1pm or later. I told him I had woke up to go to toilet and feed the cats and had a quick look online before hitting the hay again, not a lie as such only a slight embellishment of the truth and with that I logged off and left James to get ready for his day ahead. Continue reading ‘Leicester – Beaster Jam.’

#106 – Leicester Part 2.


Zade (Me) – Portrait.


Today was a road trip for myself, David and Flip who had decided we would go training in Leicester again, it wasn’t the first time I had been down there to train with the Leicestershire guys. David and I had been before, a couple of months ago [1] though it was the first time for Flip. It was another early start, meeting in the morning at the Broadmarsh bus station to buy our coach tickets before waiting at the coach stop for the bus. This was always the longest part of the journey, waiting around for the coach to arrive, depart, the time on the road as well as travelling too and from the drop off point to the spots once we were in Leicester. We decided we would go in our trio group and forget inviting anyone else from the community who would be training on a Saturday in Nottingham. We were ready to train in a new place, full of new movement opportunities, with like minded people, a different community and outlook to training. We wanted to generally have a good day out with plenty of training rather than being stuck in the same old Saturday Nottingham routine, with the same old spots. This might have come across as slightly callus perhaps, but again we didn’t want or need masses of people with us, cluttering up the areas and/or not training, getting the most from the day like we were prepared too. It’s not like we wanted to try and keep the community away from the Leicester one, or even be elitist, but those big training session trips never pan out as well as a smaller, hard working group. The journey there took us the usual forty five minutes and once at the bus station we navigated our way through the city centre and over to the QE Memorial meet up spot at the Leicester University. The funniest part was travelling through the city centre, trying to remember the exact route I had taken last time I was there wasn’t too difficult, but you sure do feel like an outsider as you walk along aimlessly to where you have got to get too. The city is very different from our own, very busy and with lots of tall buildings and in places almost dirty with litter, though it’s not surprising with the hustle and bustle of the city centre, it too had some run down buildings and lots of places being constructed, much like our own city.

I must apologise for lack of photos as I didn’t take any until half way through the day. Instead I spent much of my time training, filming and absorbing knowledge from the other Leicester guys. It was great to see the ever so humble Blane out training again today as well as having Timmy out as a guide to show us more spots we hadn’t seen last time round we had trained. Blane was always very focused on his training, had set things he practised with certain amount of sets and reps, all working up towards goals. Most of the Leicester community included Callum (mini-blane) being the same too. It was very refreshing, as in Nottingham we just trained and had fun and tried new movements. But it was nothing as militant as the Leicester scene. Most people would do things in threes due to what Sébastien Foucan had said about if you can do a movement three times you had it locked. Where as most the guys here would drill the movement up to twenty plus times until it was perfect. Quite high, repetition wise and something maybe we should start doing too. Leicester was rich in kong precisions too and most of the guys had them really good, the place also had lots of catleaps and precision jumps too, both our favourite movements. It’s amazing how each cities community has a different outlook and way they train compared to another one. I took a few photos of myself and David doing a catleap to an orange walled building from a window ledge, a reasonable sized catleap which was also great for drilling turn vaults over and back down. There were so many things we had practised but I didn’t capture as I was filming as much as possible for a future video and so my photography was second on my priority list, it’s a shame as some would have made great photos. I find it hard to balance everything when in a new area, next time I’ll have to make a constant effort to take more images!


Zade (Me) – Catleap.


Speaking of photos, I really liked a mirror in the area we were training at and took a self portrait looking into it (seen at top of this blog) you can also see David and Flip in the background near the silver staircase. We moved away from the university and took a walk across the road from the slats area to the back of a building which seemed to be gutted. There was a precision jump Blane wanted to do standing, it looked massive and I got no where close but Blane and flip got very close, within a few centimetres of it. I could do it running no problem, but had no chance standing. I took some photos and then we moved to another area down the road. It was a building which had a side road leading down to a fenced loading bay type area and had two big walls either side of the road, Blane was telling us this was a catleap he wanted to do in the future and has been looking at it for some time. He hadn’t yet done it but is working up towards it. In later years he had in fact done the catleap which can be seen in this [2] video at 2.51 time frame. I could see the catleap, it felt like a few we have in Nottingham, but man to try it would be another story! If you don’t commit to it full or back out mid air you would splat into the wall or would get injured due to the height and force of the drop. Around the front of the area were some small black walls where Flip was busy trying to stick his precisions more precise, he hated how some times he didn’t have a good enough touch on landing. With most of the times him over powering the jump with added momentum or feeling unsteady when he landed, having to readjust his balance. He said it’s alright for myself, as I have a light touch and land with perfect accuracy when doing a precision, sticking to the object each time. Each of us are different though, David is very heavy footed but can also stick precisions… Continue reading ‘#106 – Leicester Part 2.’

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