Let me get this straight - you can fly through interstellar space, but you can't scrounge up a shirt when you're on your way to probe someone?
Bikes outside a chalet at the bike-centric Red Agave in the village of Oak Creek.
A mountain biker crests a hill.
A fine view from the Red Agave in the village of Oak Creek.
A rider among the red rocks.
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