Love that picture!
Growing up, we lived at the end of a dead end road. At the end of that road was a telephone pole laying across the road as a barrier, then a slope drop off into a field after that. That was our ramp spot. I can imagine many similar pics to this one being taken there.
One day when we were hitting the ramp, a guy on a motorcycle came down the street. We motioned for him to keep going and hit the ramp. He did and just keep going across the field to the street on the other side.
Came here for the Big Wheel Pic, goes away happy.