Yes, Brandon and Ryan do take their bikes off sweet jumps. Jenny and I were driving in Concord to deliver the manifold to the shop that is in the process of getting her sweet (if I may use the word twice in the first two sentences) Mustang running when we spied this lovingly made bmx/mountain bike, um, park? Hideout? Something like that.
We immediately pulled over. Cautiously, I approached the group of youngsters. One cannot be too careful in a situation like this - they could bolt or they could turn on me with their shovels. The two leaders, Brandon and Ryan were duly impresed with my Hero credentials as soon as I introduced myself.
Above we see Brandon and Ryan hard at work building dirt ramps. To the left sit three jokers giving much appreciated tips like, "Bigger," and "More shovel."
Brandon is the one in the air. The jokers think twice before making more wise cracks. Then they make more wise cracks.
The three jokers were talking about cameras. I overheard the words; "Olympus," Expensive," "it looked like a box," and "Roland Barthes."
This scene reminded me strongly of growing up in Sacramento - except I didn't have a bike. But my friends and I spent a lot of time making ramps and digging holes to jump over. Like Brandon and Ryan, we did all of this on other people's property. And I did it with other people's bikes.