I leap into the air, the board follows me up. One flick of the foot and it snaps right back. What trick am I?

I'm the rail that runs along the edge. Skaters slide their boards along my spine. Sparks and wax are my best friends. What am I?

medium · age 8+

I love ramps, concrete bowls, and handrails. If you tap my tail against the ground just right, we can jump into the air together without any wings. What am I?

medium · age 7+

I'm born in a halfpipe, high above the coping. Gravity pulls me back but I defy it — arms out, board beneath my feet, soaring. What trick am I?

medium · age 9+

I live in the park, shaped like a giant bowl. I hold no soup, I hold no water — just speed, gravity, and fearless riders. What am I?

medium · age 7+