Fruita (the loom)

To celebrate the birthdays, we went camping in Fruita (a desert town a couple hours west).  Everyone got a chance to shred the bike trails, get dirty in the camp, soak in some hot sun and roast a few marshmallows. Not without it's challenges, we all agreed it was a successful trek.

 Talon rode more than any of us. He's a surefire trail rat.

 Big Eliot had the best crashes, one right into his brother.

This guy is a total maniac......sheesh!