10 feet in front of you… that is all that you can see of the trail you’re riding on. Other than the stars and the moon, everything else is pitch black. Flowing over the rock gardens, with scrub oak flying passed you, makes it feel like you’re out on a PR paced ride. Even the Coyotes were out having a blast, howling in the night. Was it scary? Yes. Was it nerve-racking? Yes. Will I be doing it again? Hell Yes! Last week, my buddy Bill and I made plans to go out for a night ride at some point …
Go Mountain Biking… at Night!
