There are few places I’d rather be on a spring evening than the high desert mountain biking trails of 18 Road outside of Fruita, Colorado, where the sun casts buckets of gold on the book cliffs. Fruita has come a long way in the last couple decades. The once sleepy Western Slope farm burg on the edge of the Colorado River has transformed into a vibrant mecca for mountain bikers, hikers, and outdoor lovers—and it doesn’t skimp on the excellent restaurants or quirky public art, either. I wrote a piece about is for 5280. Read it here.