So, after getting back into skateboarding after a 20 year hiatus I had to go back to my roots. I grew up with a half-pipe in my yard and I saw no reason not to continue the tradition. The Mojo Ramp (or Noah's Ark) has become a Quixotic undertaking. It has been built and torn down three different times and evolves on a daily basis. It sits about 200 yards south of our house in the woods. It's a mighty fine slice of heaven. I will never - never - not appreciate the fact that I can walk 22 seconds into the woods - and albeit somedays skate poorly - but skate nonetheless.