The story of Heber City’s new Puerto Rican food truck, Sabor Rico, begins with a Category 5 hurricane. 

Hurricane Maria hit Puerto Rico in September 2017. Veronica Barragan was caught in the storm. Barragan evacuated and was holed up in her grandmother’s house as she anxiously waited to see if her home had been destroyed. 

“We were looking from inside the house, and we were seeing houses flying,” Barragan said. “We were like, ‘Our house is not going to make it,’ because it was cement and wood. And after everything was done, we had to go see.”

Barragan and her family walked home through the rubble, unable to use their cars, and found that their house was, thankfully, still intact. A tree had fallen, hit one of the corners of the building and created a water leak. But otherwise, it was in perfect shape.

Still, Hurricane Maria left a devastating impact, making it difficult for Barragan to rebuild her life after the storm.

The hurricane killed over 3,000 people and had a $43 billion economic impact on Puerto Rico. An island-wide electric power outage lasted for 11 months, and there were few jobs, even for Barragan’s father, Juan Muñoz, a welder.

About a month after the hurricane, Barragan and her family decided to move to the mainland. Her mother’s former boss helped the family get jobs at The St. Regis Deer Valley, and they moved to Heber City.

There were many things Barragan missed about Puerto Rico when she moved to Utah, from the beaches to the birdlike chirping of coquí frogs at night.

But what she missed most of all was the food. 

Barragan would drive to Papito Moe’s in West Jordan every weekend for a taste of home because there were no options in the Wasatch Back. Plus, Heber City’s Puerto Rican community is small, she said. After nearly nine years of living there, she’s met about 20 other Puerto Ricans.

Barragan didn’t expect she’d be the trailblazer to bring her island’s food to Wasatch County, despite every member of her family’s love of cooking. Well, everyone except for Muñoz, who much prefers eating the dishes his daughter makes.

Muñoz was ultimately Barragan’s biggest supporter in launching Sabor Rico, which means the “flavor of (Puerto) Rico.” 

Barragan began baking Puerto Rican pastries — like cream cheese-filled quesitos and pastelillos de guayaba, a concoction of powdered sugar, puff pastry and guava — in 2019. 

“I like for people to try them to see what Puerto Rican food tastes like so far away from there, because we are almost on the other coast,” she said.

But Barragan didn’t start selling her desserts until her father suggested it. 

“I had my baby in December 2023. She was in the NICU for almost two months,” Barragan said. “I was, after that, depressed, bored. And he’s like, ‘We should just do something.’”

As she delivered pastries around Utah, Barragan was bombarded with questions about when she would finally open a restaurant or food truck. That question was especially constant at Walmart, where Muñoz would sing his daughter’s praises to coworkers. 

“He’s good at making friends with customers,” Barragan said. “He knows everyone. … Everyone knows him.”

Muñoz bought a food truck for his daughter last October and has been there for her throughout the process, installing a fire suppression system and water heater and driving it around for her. 

“Like we say in Puerto Rico, ‘I’m like a dog with two tails (wagging),'” Muñoz said. “I’m really happy. It’s her dream, and she’s going to succeed.”

Barragan launched Sabor Rico last month.

She serves some pastries and an array of other Puerto Rican delights, including empanadillas, piña coladas and mofongo, green plantains mashed with a mortar and pestle and served with garlic, shrimp or chicarrón, or fried pork belly. 

One of Barragan’s favorite dishes is the pernil plate, pork slow-roasted for four to five hours and served with rice and pigeon peas.

“It’s crunchy on the top, and then super soft inside, juicy,” she described.

Barragan said what sets Puerto Rican food apart is its wide array of flavors and seasonings that add “color.” These range from annatto, a peppery, red condiment coming from the seeds of the achiote tree, and culantro, an herb that tastes like a stronger version of cilantro. 

Barragan’s quest to bring Puerto Rican food to Heber City has already been well-received. 

“Every time we go around with this, people (in other cars) are like, ‘We love Puerto Rican food!’ I’m like, ‘You’re making me think we’re going to crash,’” she said with a laugh.

Barragan plans to drive Sabor Rico around Utah, but Heber City will be her home base. She’ll be at Heber City Hall at 75 N. Main St. from 9:30 a.m. to 8 p.m. every Thursday through Sunday.

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Heber City musician Luke Despain began writing songs on the piano at 12 years old, so when he was introduced to editing software Music MasterWorks in his music class a few years later, he was ahead of the curve.

“When all the other kids were just randomly putting notes on the score, I was 10 minutes into a song that I was making,” he recalled. “It was like LEGOs for music. I’d never played around with a software like that before.”

If a Digital Audio Workstation is like a pile of LEGOs, Despain is now a master builder. He’s composed and produced albums, singles, soundtracks and commercials for clients ranging from indie filmmakers to multi-million dollar companies. He’ll be kicking off Heber City’s summer concert series at Main Street Park at 7 p.m. on Saturday with a selection of his solo work.

Despain never imagined he’d be making music full-time when he was 15, uploading a composition called “African Drums” to YouTube — which, to his surprise, garnered over a million views. 

He now realizes that, other than his choice of drums, the song sounds nothing like the music of any of the continent’s 54 countries. 

Coincidentally, Despain ended up serving a mission in Sierra Leone for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. He met his wife, Hazel, at his missionary homecoming. 

The pair only dated for a few months before tying the knot. They were, as Despain put it, a “very typical Mormon couple.” Despite that, the couple spent much of their 20s soul searching and ultimately left the church.

That spiritual journey serves as the inspiration for much of Despain’s solo work, such as his instrumental piano album, “Dichotomies.” 

“I grew up … thinking that there is good and bad, and right and wrong, and evil and holy,” he said. “(Now, I’m) accepting it all. It’s all what it is. It’s all God. It’s all experience. It’s all consciousness. And sometimes labeling things certain ways comes with less acceptance and less presence and less living.”

Despain hopes his music prompts existential thinking but is presented in a whimsical way, reflecting how his own existential journey gave him a greater appreciation for all aspects of his life — including his upbringing.

“A lot of the values we grew up with, like treating others the way you want to be treated and being present and the importance of family and community, those things are really cool,” he said. “That’s what we love about the community in Utah.”

Being close to family was part of why Despain and Hazel chose to start their family in their hometown of Heber City instead of Austin, Texas, where they previously lived. 

It was in Austin where Despain began composing and producing music for clients. 

At first, he was mixing albums for friends for a few hundred dollars per job. Eventually, he began taking on more ambitious projects, like the soundtrack for indie Western film LeGrand, starring Ethan Wayne — son of John Wayne — as the titular character’s father. For Despain, who had never seen a Western before working on the project, it was a valuable learning experience. 

He also began producing music for corporate ads, like a TaylorMade Golf Company ad, released last year, that remixes the swings of a Qi35 driver into a 30-second track.

Some musicians would feel stifled creating music for a company, but Despain enjoys it.

“I actually find it really helpful to give me some boundaries because if it’s just like, ‘Make an amazing song,’ where do I start?” he said.

Despain also finds it heartening when companies choose to hire an artist like himself instead of relying on AI. After all, the entirety of his income comes from making music.

Despain’s dream is to open a hybrid coffee shop recording studio in Heber City. He thinks the demand exists — he said the music scene has grown exponentially since when he was a kid.

Despain has worked with a few local musicians in the two years he’s been here — most recently, producing folk musician Canyon Cottle’s debut album — and is hopeful that the music scene of his hometown will continue to grow. 

“(Music) can bring in anybody and make anyone feel a certain way,” he said. “I think that’s what I like about it the most, is the fluidness and how easy it is to express feelings and connect with people.”

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Toys are flying off the shelves at Wigglish Toys & Games in Heber City, but not for the reason the owner, Amy Schultess, hoped. 

After over 13 years of operation, her world of wonder is going out of business.

Schultess joked that maybe she should’ve tried marking down her prices earlier. Ever since she announced the impending closure — and going-out-of-business deals, including 20% off all items — it’s been like the holiday season has come eight months early.

December is Wigglish’s make-it-or-break-it month, bringing in about 80% of annual sales. 

“I often am either extremely late or miss my own Christmas parties,” Schulthess said. “I’m here, being an elf.”

The influx of holiday shoppers typically keeps the store afloat through the upcoming year, she explained, but last Christmas didn’t fare as well as previous years. Then, there was the final nail in the coffin: Schulthess’ landlord announced last month her rent would double in May 2027.

“At the end of each (five-year) lease, it’s doubled, and now, it’s high enough that doubling means we really can’t survive,” Schulthess explained.

Schulthess decided she’d be better off announcing Wigglish’s closure and selling whatever inventory she could before shuttering early.

Whatever doesn’t sell will be donated to local toy drives or taken home. She’s already stocked up for the next five years for gifts for her grandchildren.

“I cry about it every night. It’s been such a labor of love, and I’ve had so many great experiences here, that having it close is almost like a death in the family,” Schulthess said. “I know that sounds extreme, but my own kids grew up here.”

Schulthess was a single mother when she opened Wigglish in 2012. The culture she created with her handful of employees meant that they were really more like friends or family than co-workers. They were always watching each other’s kids, both in and out of the store, which, Schulthess said, allowed her to be involved and present in her own children’s lives.

Schulthess was first inspired to open Wigglish while exploring European toy stores with her children and first husband. 

“The toys were just so fabulous, and so well-curated, and not what you experience here when you go to a big chain store,” she recalled.

When Schulthess eventually moved to Heber City, she realized she wasn’t the only parent who wanted to buy quality, durable toys that were educational and original. 

Thus, Wigglish was born in 2012. Its unofficial motto: “If Walmart has it, we don’t want it.” 

Schulthess thought employee expertise and free gift-wrapping would more than make up for slightly higher prices.

“Reading reviews on Amazon is not the same as me telling someone, ‘I bought this toy 17 years ago for my kids, and now my grandkids are still playing with it,’” she said.

Despite the superior shopping experience Wigglish aimed to offer, big-box stores and online retailers remained one of the toy store’s greatest threats over the past decade. 

“We have a lot of people who will price check and will walk through the store with their phone in hand. I’ll explain to them why a toy is great, and then they immediately, in front of me, buy it online,” Schulthess said. “I can’t even believe the audacity. At least go to the parking lot and buy it.”

Advertising was Wigglish’s Achilles’ heel. Schulthess’ sister, who is a graphic designer, made some digital ads and a website, but Wigglish didn’t have much of an online presence beyond that. Schulthess said she made just three sales through the digital storefront in the past year.

“I didn’t understand how important social media would be in reaching the community members and people who live in Duchesne and Park City and Morgan. It would have made a tremendous difference,” she added.

Wigglish’s location, on the side of U.S. 40 at the southern edge of Heber City, was far from ideal for in-person shoppers. It was a “destination store,” as Schulthess put it, with none of the foot traffic that may have saved Wigglish if it were situated on Main Street. 

Schulthess spent the past five years searching Wasatch County for a new location and even considered purchasing a house to sell toys out of. Every location was pricey or impractical.

“There are really specific things we have to consider, like, is there parking? Is it safe parking for a mom to get out of her van with four children? Is it accessible to everybody who comes? And toys are very big. We’ll have toys that are half the size of my car, big tents or big inflatable toys that we have on display, and that doesn’t work with a small spot,” Schulthess said. “If we wanted to (move), we would have to seriously downsize, and I don’t want to do that, because we would have such a narrow selection that it wouldn’t be Wigglish anymore.”

Schulthess believes Wigglish’s closure will leave a hole in the community.

“I really feel like people are going to miss out on being members of a community instead of just a faceless buyer,” she said. 

Schulthess isn’t sure where she’s going next. She’s been self-employed since she was 20, and anticipated running Wigglish until she retired. 

While closing the store has been a devastating experience for Schulthess, she’s been touched by the number of people who have reached out to tell her Wigglish will be missed.

Schulthess hopes her store is fondly remembered — the same way one of her repeat customers, a woman in her 80s, gets nostalgic about the toy store her father managed downtown, Forsey’s Variety Store, every time she steps into Wigglish.

Sometimes, Schulthess gifts her pink toys — the woman’s favorite color. 

“She gets just as excited as she did, probably, when she was 7. Knowing that I can recreate that for her, even at 80-plus, is something that I have absolutely loved doing,” Schulthess said. “We want people to have good memories of us.”

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Heber City residents Bonny and Andy Armstrong were looking for the perfect campsite for a nature retreat with their pet ducks when they found the avian equivalent of a blood-splattered crime scene: a splay of feathers on the dirt. Obviously, some predator had killed a bird.

The Armstrongs had traveled up Mirror Lake Highway to Upper Setting Road. Other than the concerning feathers, the site was the idyllic getaway for their beloved Serrano and Lucy Boy, complete with a bubbling creek for the ducks to wade in. So the next day, the Armstrongs hopped in their van and drove back to the site, this time with their ducks in the backseat.

As soon as they exited the van, they heard a rooster crow nearby.

“We were like, ‘That’s weird because we’re at least eight and a half miles from Kamas,’” Bonny recalled.

They found the entrance of a dirt tunnel hidden underneath a bush while investigating the area. Nestled inside the tunnel was a sunset orange rooster.

The Armstrongs immediately realized two things: The feathers they’d found the previous day were from a chicken, and the birds had probably been abandoned in the wilderness. The couple set up camp, and the rooster — whom they affectionately named Sparky — took an immediate interest in them.

“The rooster was real interested in our ducks, and our ducks were kind of afraid of him,” Bonny said.

So Andy picked up Sparky and walked him to a campsite down the road to give his ducks some temporary peace of mind.

Thinking that was the end of it, the Armstrong clan enjoyed their first night under the stars. But in the morning, Sparky made his triumphant return.

“We’re like, ‘OK, we’re just going to be camping with the rooster, too,’” Bonny laughed. “He never got farther than maybe 20 feet away from our van the whole time.”

Even when the Armstrongs walked away from the campsite, Sparky was always close behind. 

“He’s kind of like our ducks in that he wanted to be close to us but didn’t want us to really touch him,” Bonny said.

Sparky wasn’t aggressive, only curious, but the ducks never became used to him.

As the sun began to set, the Armstrongs noticed Sparky was gazing up into their van. Then he flew inside, searching for a place to roost.

“The temperatures up there were in the 20s at night,” Bonny said. “And we’re thinking, ‘Oh, God, the poor thing. He just really wants a safe, warm place for the night.’”

The couple knew that keeping their two nervous ducks mere feet away from a rooster would be a nightmare for everyone. So they nestled Sparky under a wheel well on top of one of their van’s tires that faced the campfire.

“Once we put him in there, he was like, ‘OK, I guess this will do,’” Bonny recalled.

The final night of their camping trip was hard on Bonny. She “cried all night,” pondering what to do with Sparky. If the Armstrongs took Sparky and dropped him off near a farm, he’d become someone else’s problem. 

Bonny knew that with the coming winter, the most merciful outcome for a rooster surviving on its own would be a swift dispatch by a predator. But she thought Sparky was too “smart and savvy” for that. If he managed to avoid predators, he would starve or freeze to death with frostbite creeping up his feet and beak.

The dilemma was even more heart-wrenching for Bonny because Sparky reminded her of the couple’s ducks.

In March 2013, the Armstrongs were buying seed for their bird feeder at the Silver Eagle Country Store in Heber City. A woman entered with a box she’d found in a Smith’s parking lot. Inside were six chicks and two ducklings, shivering and no more than a few days old.

An employee agreed to take the birds, placing them in a cozy cage with a heat lamp and trough. 

“When we got married, we had pledged to try to be a no-pets, no-plants, no-kids type of family. And we were doing really good, but something about these two baby ducks — they were just so adorable,” Bonny laughed. “I don’t know what possessed us, but we brought them home with us.”

The Armstrongs named the ducks Sarah and Lucy after the characters from “Trailer Park Boys.” The ducks grew as quickly as Clifford the Big Red Dog, and as they did, the Armstrongs realized by raspy quacks and curling tail feathers that Sarah and Lucy were male. 

They renamed Sarah “Serrano” because his black feathers look iridescent green in the sunlight, just like a pepper.

As for Lucy, Bonny explained, “We tried all kinds of different names for him, but Lucy still fit him, even though he was a boy. So we just always introduce him as Lucy Boy.”

The Armstrongs expected Serrano and Lucy Boy to live for about 10 years. The ducks are now 11 and a half years old.

“I’ve since learned that ducks that are really well taken care of and kept safe from predators can live to be 16 or 18 years,” Bonny said. “My husband and I, a couple of years ago, bought a house in Costa Rica. That’s where we plan to retire. And we can probably move within a year or two, but we can’t take the ducks because Costa Rica doesn’t allow you to import birds. And so we’re like, ‘Well, I guess we’re staying here until our ducks die.’ We’re not going to abandon them. That’s how they started off life. They’re like our children now.”

Bonny is sure that Serrano and Lucy Boy were abandoned because they were male. Ducks and roosters tend to become hormonal and fight other males, so farmers raising the birds like to maintain an unbalanced male-female ratio. If a farmer is unwilling to kill a male or find it a home, they may leave it in the wilderness.

Bonny suspects that Sparky was abandoned for the same reason. 

“Whoever dumped (Serrano and Lucy Boy) — it just kills me that they never got to know what cool animals these two ducks are and how much personality they have,” she said. “I feel the same way about that rooster. He was a really nice bird, and you could see all this personality. I feel like if someone took him home and treated him well and was kind to him, I think he would be somebody’s really special pet.”

As Bonny pondered the dilemma, Andy recommended calling an animal shelter. They were surprised to find that Summit County Animal Control in Wanship, a no-kill animal shelter, accepts roosters, not just cats and dogs. Staff reported he’s doing just fine.

People interested in adopting Sparky can call 435-336-3990 or visit the shelter at 1745 S. Hoytsville Road. 

Summit County Animal Control also accepts donations. Monetary donations go to the county’s general fund, but the shelter also accepts goods like food, toys, blankets, towels, litter and even newspapers.

Alyssa Poulsen, animal care manager at Park City’s Sage Mountain animal sanctuary, and Adri Ballif, president of Wasatch Wanderers Animal Rescue, agreed that the No. 1 cause of rooster abandonment is farm supply stores that sell baby chicks.

Because the birds are too young to be accurately identified as male or female, it’s entirely possible to find a rooster among a batch of what were advertised as hens.

The desired male-to-female ratio Bonny Armstrong mentioned can certainly be a factor that leads to the abandonment of a rooster. But more often, cities have zoning laws that prohibit roosters in residential areas due to potential noise complaints.

For example, Park City, Heber City and Coalville prohibit roosters within city limits.

“(Farm supply stores) make it really easy for people to impulse purchase animals,” Baliff added, even if the buyer has little to no education on appropriate animal care.

Dumping a rooster in a canyon or a domestic duck at a local pond is often a death sentence because they don’t have the same instincts as a wild bird, she said.

Abandoning any domestic animal is a crime per Utah Code 76-13-202.

Ballif said Wasatch Wanderers receives calls about abandoned roosters two or three times a week from throughout the state.

She usually recommends contacting a local animal shelter to see if it accepts roosters. If it does not, she suggests trying to find a home for the animal by reaching out to friends and family members or posting on social media.

You can reach out to Wasatch Wanderers for additional advice or to see if they might be able to take the animal. They’re currently at full capacity.

“Everyone is stretched so thin,” Ballif explained. “There aren’t enough foster homes or adoptive homes.”

Poulsen added that you may have success with a rooster as a pet — if you live in an area that allows for it, of course.

“I have a friend that has a house rooster,” Poulsen said. “You can get them diapers, and they’ll basically just live in your house like a dog or cat and become your best friend.”

Those are chicken diapers you’d be using, not human ones.

If you are interested in adopting a farm or exotic animal, consider reaching out to Wasatch Wanderers. Both Wasatch Wanderers and Sage Mountain accept monetary donations and would love more volunteers.

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The dark year, the 2021-22 season, was a disaster. They wouldn’t pay a reasonable wage in a tight labor market and so the mountain went unstaffed. The employees they did have were working double shifts, got burned out, and weren’t having a good time. They let the guests know that.  Some lifts never opened, food service was reduced to the infamous $9 cold hot dog. It was embarrassing. To top it off, it was a terrible snow year.

This past ski season, the basis for the new SKI Magazine rankings, they got it mostly fixed. The place was fully staffed, employees were having fun and showed it, food was still ridiculously priced but was available. It didn’t hurt to have record snowfall. 

In the ski business, record snowfall cures almost every problem. So credit where credit is due, Park City Mountain managed a quick turn around and is back in the middle of the Western resorts. 

The rankings loved the snow, the town, and the variety of terrain. The weak spots were overall value, lifts, crowds, guest services and lodging. In other words, this is a very expensive place to vacation and doesn’t always meet pretty high expectations.

Deer Valley has been in the top three, jostling with Whistler and Sun Valley for No. 1 for years.  It slipped to No. 9 this year, with the rankings noting the crowding problems from the Ikon pass.  It remains to be seen if the new reservation system for Ikon passes this winter gets that under control. Guest services and dining were the high spots as you would expect. 

The rankings for our local resorts were no surprise. Deer Valley still has a ways to go to get back to what it was before the twin plagues of corporate ownership and COVID.  The expansion to the Mayflower terrain will be interesting to watch. It will be a real challenge to mix a new base area that will want to fill every bed in every hotel every night with the core Deer Valley value of less crowded skiing.

The big surprise in the rankings was who came in at No. 1: Powder Mountain. Huh? 

It’s been a few years since I’ve skied there, and there have been some ownership changes and on-mountain improvements in that time. But my impression of it was that it was huge, but not very interesting skiing. Nothing very steep. They do weird stuff like tow you behind Cats to access some terrain, and pick you up at the bottom of the canyon in a bus. There was nobody there, which is apparently why it was No. 1 in the rankings. 

Powder will last for days after a storm, while it is gone here by 10 a.m. The rankings said Powder Mountain offered “massive adventure at a good price without all the noise.” In other words, it’s all about the skiing. That’s kind of the Alta ethos, but getting to Alta is now such a miserable process that it falls down in the rankings. “Keep it slow and old” wrote one survey respondent. The lack of lift lines was a huge factor. 

Snow Basin was No. 2, largely because it is still somewhat uncrowded.

In explaining the rankings, the editors of SKI said they had changed the scoring this year to focus more on core skiing — terrain, snow, challenge, lifts, lack of crowds — and less on what the Powder Mountain reviewer called “all the noise.” Roast duck is an interesting lunch, but really, if the skiing is good and there are no lift lines, PB&J sandwich in your pocket is enough.   

Conde Nast Traveler also ranked ski areas. The differences in readership became immediately clear when Deer Valley was No. 2 on their list. Powder Mountain hit the top of the SKI chart because it didn’t have the “noise.” Conde Nast’s readers are all about the noise — the dining, the luxury lodging, day spas, shopping, more shopping, and almost in a footnote, some mention snow and skiing. And right on cue, we have new noise in town.

Saks Fifth Avenue is opening a seasonal store in the St. Regis hotel. The press release announcing the opening said, “This project strategically targets markets devoid of traditional Saks Fifth Avenue stores. Deer Valley, in particular, is one of these markets.” 

All this time, I’ve been living here devoid of the Saks Fifth Avenue experience and didn’t even know it. The gaping hole in my existence is about to be filled with a small format Saks store that is open for private shopping by appointment, with a constantly rotating curation of merchandise. 

So if Gorsuch doesn’t have that $300 white T-shirt you’ve always wanted, maybe the personal shopper at Saks can get one for you. I’m willing to bet their selection of flannel shirts can’t hold a candle to what I can get at Tractor Supply Company. Still, I will feel better knowing that Saks has come to rescue us from our brutish existence. 

Let it snow.

Tom Clyde practiced law in Park City for many years. He lives on a working ranch in Woodland and has been writing this column since 1986.

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The McPolin Barn hosted their Scarecrow Festival Saturday afternoon, September 23, 2017. Attendees built scarecrows, painted pumpkins, had their faces painted and enjoyed refreshments. (Tanzi Propst/Park Record)

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Autumn Aloft took off from the North 40 Fields Saturday morning, September 16, 2017, with clear skies, gentle breezes and 35 degree temperatures. The annual festival featured 24 balloons launching in to the sky. (Tanzi Propst/Park Record)

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South Summit Elementary School, in conjunction with the Summit County Sheriff’s department and the Summit County Health Department, hosted a bike rodeo for children Thursday afternoon, September 14, 2017. The event saw nearly 80 participants, blowing away expectations, and educated the children on bike safety as well as providing them with an after-school snack. (Tanzi Propst/Park Record)

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The Park City High School girls soccer team faced off against Ogden High School at the North 40 Fields Monday afternoon, September 11, 2017. The Miners beat the Tigers 4-1. (Tanzi Propst/Park Record)

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The Christian Center of Park City held their annual family-friendly and non-competitive Hike For Hunger at Deer Valley Resort Saturday afternoon, September 9, 2017. The event, which featured three hiking and two biking trails, aimed to raise awareness about hunger issues in the Park City community. (Tanzi Propst/Park Record)

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