Oh, the late 70's and its punk movement. What a time to live! Well now, technically I wasn't born yet, but the culture stretched way beyond that.
I still remember seeing those cool dudes rocking their skateboard as if it was a walk in the park. Actually, they were often found in parks so... maybe it was? The reason I never became good was fear of injuries. Almost everyone I knew that was skateboarding have had some kind of really bad injury. Broken ankle, broken leg, broken whatever... Who wants that?
So often, I and my other chicken friends were sitting in the skate park just to listen to the great music, nodding our head like there is no tomorrow and cheering everytime some crazy guy would perform his craziest trick. The ambiance was so electric and we treated them like heroes.