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Heads up: Place one registration per family member into your cart, so we can keep each rider’s info neat and organized! We have turned off “quantity” for this reason, but you only need to checkout once for all of them.
Lurking in the shadows of Blairs, Virginia—where bats circle the treetops and the moon lights up the ridgelines—renowned brew master Berndie Lunsford is cooking up a trial with just the right mix of tricks and treats. Forget fairy-tale forests—these woods have roots that snatch at your tires, rocks that leap from nowhere, and maybe a witch or two keeping score from the sidelines.
So grab your broom (er, bike) and prepare to unravel the mystery of each section as the woods cackle at your dabs and howl with delight at any fives. Think you can ride clean? Better bring your potions. Come for the challenge, stay for the mischief, and leave with stories too spooky to tell after dark.
Heads up: Place one registration per family member into your cart, so we can keep each rider’s info neat and organized! We have turned off “quantity” for this reason, but you only need to checkout once for all of them.
Lurking in the shadows of Blairs, Virginia—where bats circle the treetops and the moon lights up the ridgelines—renowned brew master Berndie Lunsford is cooking up a trial with just the right mix of tricks and treats. Forget fairy-tale forests—these woods have roots that snatch at your tires, rocks that leap from nowhere, and maybe a witch or two keeping score from the sidelines.
So grab your broom (er, bike) and prepare to unravel the mystery of each section as the woods cackle at your dabs and howl with delight at any fives. Think you can ride clean? Better bring your potions. Come for the challenge, stay for the mischief, and leave with stories too spooky to tell after dark.