So pretty much I ended up finding an amazing pool only 10 minutes from my parents’ house in South Jersey while looking up foreclosed houses on the internet. It was pretty secluded in the woods, with this big ass house that was really old and the sign said it was an owl farm.

The pool in the backyard was filled fully with water, so I hit up one of my friends who has a gas pump and we went to drain it. Me, my friend Ryan Cardone, and this biker Jeff who owned the pump. It took about three hours to drain, and right when we got to the bottom this dude pulls up on us and is bugging out because all the copper was missing from inside the house and the AC unit out back by the pool was destroyed.

He said he lives right down the street and owns the house but doesn’t plan on moving in for two years. Somehow this dude knows what pool skating is, and sees that we’re respectful kids just trying to skate, not fucking with the house, and he lets us skate. It definitely felt like it wouldn’t last long and that this could be the only sesh.

We ended up barging it again that same week and another dude rolls up on us, it was the owner’s friend who goes hunting on the property. There’s like 22 acres or some shit. The owner’s friend was ready to kick us out, but he’s like, “wait, lemme call the dude Kevin,” the guy we met the other day…so he calls the owner in front of us and he tells us we’re good to skate again.

He just said to put the cover back on when we’re done, and after talking to this guy a little bit more he said it’s cool if we skate here. At this point we’ve skated it every weekend for two months and it’s been fucking hype having a pool that we have permission at.