Saturday, December 10, 2011

Three Nights, Three Rides

Midnight, clear skies, moon almost full.  No lights needed to follow the white ribbon of gravel as it wound through the hills.  Seven degrees and I couldn't be more comfortable.

When was the last time you chased your shadow in the moonlight?


  1. If you keep those night rides up you will grow special night vision, says Darwin....

  2. I hope so, since the only thing I've evolved so far is another five pounds of insulation. Must be my body adapting to the cold, and definitely not that bag of caramel clusters I polished off last week.