Words and photos by Adam Lievesley
The best trips are often the worst planned… This trip was just that.
I got a phone call at nine in the morning asking if I wanted to go to Scotland for the weekend. Being off work with a broken collar bone, I had nothing better to do so immediately obliged. I then set about ringing people who we thought might also be up for it and soon we had a decent crew.
We had no idea where we were going to be sleeping but set out on the 300 mile trip to Unit 23 as this was going to be the first stop. The session at Unit absolutely went off and set the bar for what was going to be a belter of a trip. After 3 days at Unit (yeah) we headed to Kaos, (the indoor concrete park that closed down) but no dice. Spirits were soon lifted though as a boiling hot session at Zone 74 got underway.