Pink Bike

Skyler Des Roches

We landed in Las Vegas late on a Saturday evening, a day after Interbike, and were greeted by companions Nicholas and Lael – something more than complete strangers – outside the airport. Together we built bikes and rolled an hour through the city to the abrupt edge of the desert. A few hundred meters from the last buildings we unrolled our sleeping bags, sometime after 1 AM.

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