This Is What We Call Business!

The Globe Team Links Up With Their International Counterparts To Tackle Europe

Words By Matt Mumford
Photography By Steve Gourlay

In this business we call skateboarding, it’s a known fact that touring afar and riding our wooden toys go hand in hand. Traveling the world with your mates, seeing different countries, scouting new, obscure terrain to ride, and amidst all of this, having a bloody great time. It happens quite often, and it’s easy to forget how fortunate you are ’til you hit a trip that shakes you back into gear and makes you stop and think, “Wow, this is truly livin’!”

France
France was the first stop of the trip where the Globe team congregated at the company’s European headquarters in Biarritz. Among the bunch was Paul Machnau, photographer Steve Gourlay, Team Manager Chris Robinson, and our tour guides Ben Derenne and Greg Poissinier, who were so kind as to pick us up from the airport. On we drove to a quaint little town called Hossegor, which is situated right next to the Atlantic Ocean, and Ben and Greg continued to make good by putting us up in a seven-bedroom old-style French villa that sat on one of the seaways just moments from the beach and, even better yet, fully stocked with a fridge full of food and drink-now that’s livin’!
The plan was to chill on the first day and soak in the kind gestures bestowed upon us by our guides, and then pick up Mark Appleyard from the Biarritz airport the next day. Pretty straight forward, right? Wrong! We arrived at the airport the following day and greeted Mark’s plane. The only problem was… Mark wasn’t on it. Now, this didn’t seem too complicated, maybe he was on the next flight or just mixed up the days. After some serious investigation by our very nervous team manager, we found out that Mark had missed his flight in Paris and jumped a plane right back to Barcelona. I don’t think I can convey on paper how much of a fiasco this caused, but it was definitely an entertaining way to start the trip.
For the remainder of our days, and with a good idea of the surroundings thanks to Greg’s spot book, Paul and I skated with the Globe Euro skaters-Eero Antilla, Philipp Schuster, and Marco Lambertucci-at all the local spots while Chris spent the whole time figuring out a way to get Apples to our second stop, England, by the time we got there.

England
What did we find out when we got to Leeds, England? It’s colder than a bastard! But for once, with the bad comes the good, and we were lucky enough to find an eager and raring-to-go Mr. Appleyard waiting in the lobby of our hotel the very first morning. I guess Chris learned that dreams do come true, and it’s a good thing, ’cause I thought he was gonna have a heart attack if Mark didn’t show.
We mostly did demos in England and hung out with the guys from Sidewalk magazine, Ben Powell and Andy Horsely. They seemed to twist our arms and take us out for pints most of the time, or was it us twisting their arms? I really can’t remember, but I can remember that it was strictly business and we were livin’! We even found a pub called the Blue Dog, which I found particularly amusing because my dog’s name is Blue, so of course, we had to have a couple in there. If the pints and coincidence were the meat, the fact that they had a mini ramp in the back of the pub was the pie! But, to not disrespect English tradition (and to stay out of the cold), we refrained from hitting the mini and decided to do it like the English would, getting sloshed in the pub instead.

Holland
In Dutchland, we ended up a few hours outside of Amsterdam in a town called Eindhoven, which was good for us as we probably would have gotten into too much trouble in the European sin city. We ran into a little rain the first day, so the group decided to go go-cart racing. The funny thing about our go-cart track was that they made you wait at least an hour before the race, and the waiting area was a bar-probably the mostnconventional way of getting people around a track. But with few collisions, we managed to somehow finish the race. Eventually, the rain cleared and we got some skating in, and the last demo of the trip was in a town down near the German border in a skatepark inside a big shed. Everybody ripped, the crowd was full of good energy, and we all left Holland in great spirits and, well, probably a little under the influence.

Spain
The Spanish leg was flat out out of control, we were livin’ like kings. The house Globe rented us in Malaga was huge, it had a pool (with water in it), a great view of the valley, and we even had our own dog-no kidding, he came with the house. We didn’t know his name, so we called him Jacko. Everyone became attached to the little bugger, and he’d chase our van down the street every day when we left to go skating.
Located in the south of Spain, Malaga is rad-lots of good spots, and at the end of every day we’d go back to the house, barbecue, and chill with Jacko. I think I can speak for everyone when I say the Spanish way of life is an easy one to live. When it was time to leave Spain, we all had a hard time saying good-bye to the lifestyle and especially to our little mate, Jacko. I almost put him in my bag.

Italy
It took forever to get from the Milan airport to the hotel, but once we were there, it was all good. One of the great things about Italy is its food, and the first night, our distributor took us out for some traditional Italian cuisine. It was straight-up kick arse. At times it seemed we spent more time looking for great spots to eat than skating, partially due to the weather, and when we did find our favorite place, things didn’t add up-all the employees in the place, including the chefs, were all Asian. I sh-t you not. There we were, stuffing our faces with real, traditional pizza and pasta in the middle of Italy, and if you looked around, you would have thought you were in Hong Kong. Who would have thought? But then again, pasta and noodles are quite similar. I suppose it would be a little more strange if you found a great Chinese restaurant in Hong Kong run by Italians.
Everywhere we went in Europe, and I’m not just talking about Milan, I’m talking about all five countries-the whole kit and caboodle-we had a blast. This was undoubtedly the best European trip I’ve ever been on, and I know the boys would agree. Oh, did I mention there was some great skateboarding involved as well? Yep, that’s what we call business.

Captions:
Mumford, Noseblunt-Slide
Matt Mumford wasn’t going to let this noseblunt-slide in Milan, Italy escape him-he was just waiting for the proper AC/DC track to be runnin’ through the headphones-“Have A Drink On Me.”

Machnau, Frontside Five-0
This plaza in Malaga, Spain was packed with people and even police, all observing the skate destruction Machnau and the boys laid on this bank and ledge. No wonder skateboarders go to Spain and never come back.

Mumford, Wallride
Those low, flat rails seen at Ikeas across the U.S. have popped up in many a sponsor-me tape, but in Italy, the base of this closed store actually has transitions. And can you imagine? An abandoned Ikea? Mumford gets up with a wallride over the cart door.

Machnau, Frontside Feeble
With all the deluxe accommodations offered up at every European stop, it would have been easy to chill out all day and not exert the energy to take on some man-sized rails, but Machnau is forever up for the challenge and takes care of biz with a frontside feeble.

Eero Antilla, Switch Frontside Flip
Eero’s nickname is The Manufacturer for very good reason, he’s quiet and focuses on the task at hand, on board or off. Here he handles a sizable double-set with a switch frontside flip.

Appleyard, Blunt, Kickflip To Fakie
When Appleyard missed his original flight to Biarritz, near panic set in at the thought that he wouldn’t be at the second stop in Leeds to pull this blunt, kickflip to fakie-no worries.

Appleyard, Big Spin Flip
If we told you this beautiful banked plaza wasn’t in Barcelona, would you believe us? No Barca on this trip-all of Spain is beautiful. Mark Appleyard, big-spin flip.

Philipp Schuster, Hippie Jump
Philipp Schuster is from Vienna, Austria and is known for the straight power he possesses on board. Here he takes a hippie jump to new lengths down this Milan staircase.

Marco Lambertucci, Frontside Flip
Marco Lambertucci was born in Zaire and lived in Santa Barbara during the Powell Skatezone heyday, but now he resides in Italy and feels quite at home taking this frontside flip to this oh-so-popular Milan bank.

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eds to pull this blunt, kickflip to fakie-no worries.

Appleyard, Big Spin Flip
If we told you this beautiful banked plaza wasn’t in Barcelona, would you believe us? No Barca on this trip-all of Spain is beautiful. Mark Appleyard, big-spin flip.

Philipp Schuster, Hippie Jump
Philipp Schuster is from Vienna, Austria and is known for the straight power he possesses on board. Here he takes a hippie jump to new lengths down this Milan staircase.

Marco Lambertucci, Frontside Flip
Marco Lambertucci was born in Zaire and lived in Santa Barbara during the Powell Skatezone heyday, but now he resides in Italy and feels quite at home taking this frontside flip to this oh-so-popular Milan bank.

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