Greetings from Jamaica! I have met several kind and knowledgeable rastas in West End Negril this week. Ras Rody (local organic, vegetarian roadside shack owner) has two sons who got hooked up with rollerblades from Dre Powell’s mom. Random, yet incredible…

Rody took Karen and I on an all-day excursion in the mountains to view his organic crops, and at the final location I stumbled across a pair of Razors in a small, ghetto village. As we walked closer to the herb garden, I noticed a Razors shirt hanging on the clothes line. I asked Rody who skated — and he informed me of his two sons (who I had previously spent time with, but with no mention of blading). I have attached a few photos from my experience in the small rollerblading rasta village. A huge believer in Montre Livingston, Ras Rody’s Son — Daniel, is featured in the tilt-shift pic.

It’s great to stumble upon fellow rollerbladers — even in Jamaica, where the terrain is not very friendly for skating.

Peace out!

— Doug Urquhart