Snowshoe, WV

Every August, they boys get together for five days of dirt and two-wheeled destruction at Snowshoe. We've been going since 2003, and while a few faces have changed, the spirit stays the same. I don't think any of us realized until this last year just how much this trip clears our heads.

I've ridden with some of these guys for close to 10 years.

The first afternoon is reserved for knocking off the cobwebs and tweaking the broken bits.

A little morning wake-up boost.

Railing the roller coaster.

In between the chairlifts.

Baillie getting some air on the big step-down.

I never said it was pretty getting up there.

And this is why we do it.