ONE OF THE LADS
BEN DEAKIN IS THE KIND OF GUY YOU’D HAVE NO WORRIES ABOUT INVITING OVER TO YOUR MUM’S HOUSE FOR TEA.
He’d leave and she’d say: “What a nice polite young man that Ben is.” But she wouldn’t know the half of it, and would be horrified if she heard the stories – arrested drunken and naked in Whistler, present and correct when a dump was taken off a chairlift (it wasn’t him but his mate, Ben promises us) and all sorts of other tales, the juiciest of which are too X-rated for the pages of this fine publication.
Ben, aka Deaks, or the Deakinator, also happens to have one of the best gigs going in the world of professional mountain biking. There’s no pressure to train and win World Cups, and no stress of having to deliver insane stunts to keep the pennies coming in. Instead, Ben just goes out riding with his mates and makes sure the camera is rolling at all times. But it so happens that these mates of his are
