Oh yeah, Stag rides are the stuff of legends.  Our pals Jesse and Trish are getting married, so we had to make sure Jesse was ready for matrimonial bliss.  Of course, safety is a prime concern, so we got our boy kitted out in style.

A good crew from all over BC showed up.

They brought their bikes, if not their ‘A-Game’.

OK, that’s not fair.  It’s the first stunt of the day.  Dwayne got it rolling.

Which got Jesse going.

Jefe KILLED it all day.  Then again, he’s ridden here before and had a new bike to test. Not the greatest pic, but if you’ve been to the Arawana Beer Run, you’ll know that no-one ever rides this skinny.

Stag Boy sends a road gap.

Dude, quit upstaging Stag Boy.

He thought about it.  Actually, Jesse hit the gap out onto the structure, and then wisely (can you use that word at a stag?) pulled the plug.

Jefe on the fun box, just after Jesse fell off of it.  Sorry, I missed the crash pics.

Yes, his middle name is actually “Breezy”.  Hippies….

Round two, and there’s the entrance to the retarded high drop from a few pics back.

A few more shots of the lower trail in the canyon for you.  Say hi to Shreddie…

Are we having fun yet?

Time for the last lap, so here’s your energy drink.  Old Milwaukee and Chef Boyardee.  Yum yum yum…

Give the guy credit, he downed it all and kept up the pace.  Final lap was Drops-A-Lot, and it was the highlight of the day.

Well Grizz, how was that?

From the looks of those nipples, he’s stoked.  Ok, we’re done, time for stage 2.

Get the gear off and get the bikes loaded…

…because there’s our next activity.

I think we all like this activity.

OK, get on the boat and tap that keg.

Just in time for sunset.

Where to, Capt. Breezy?

Well, it’s sunset, so the Capt. should do a backflop into the lake.

It was supposed to be a flip, but I think the day finally took it’s toll..