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Sept. 12, 2018, 10:33 a.m. -  Lacy Kemp

Night riding, to me is one of the greatest aspects of mountain biking. I love everything about it: the way it makes an old trail feel new, how everything sounds different at night, the solitude, the occasional eyes peering back out at you from the woods, the way the snow sparkles in the lights, the way my breath curls up on a cold, cold night, the colors of the sky in the dark and the gentle illumination the city gives to the bottom of the clouds. It's just totally magical. I don't night ride in the summer due to the long days, but I had my first night ride of the season last night. It was pouring rain to the point where the descent had sticks and leaves floating down the trail. My lights made the rain and accompanying visor splatter feel like hyperspace. My fingers were frozen. My feet felt like they were in icy swimming pools (5.10s don't drain well).  I laughed maniacally the entire time and got home to find my mud-splattered rosy cheeks in a permagrin. It is just most fun you can have on a bike. I'm right there with you.

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