I don’t know if it’s the helmets, the dirt on our faces, or the pile of bikes littered about as if we tossed them with so much reckless abandon—but this crew of Struckers (and our gracious Deer Valley hosts) looks like the roughest crew in town.

Truth told, we rarely strayed from the intermediate trails and the biggest challenge of the day was finishing off the ridiculously scrumptious desserts at the Royal Street Café (you’ve gotta try the Ice Cream Sandwich… you’ve just gotta). Anyway… massive thanks and much love to our comrades at DVR for hooking up the most radical morning of the summer.