Can you see anything?

Night rides...don'cha Love 'em?
Some are better than others, but some seem bad but are good later. Some are caught on cold rainy nights, fighting the wind and rain....miserable. But I was smiling then and I'm smiling now.
Some are done in a race conditions under pressure...well sort of. I mean...its an Epic event...how much pressure could you be under? But still, it's interesting. It always trips me out coming back into 24hour town. It just feels like I was alone for so long and then you come around the corner and there's people and lights and sometimes there's food cooking...delicious.
Some are done in the heat of summer, with some buddies and one of your buddies girl friends who is just about as rookie as you can get, but there she is, right behind you, and doing better than expected and having fun. It's her first time on Desert Classic AND her first night ride.
But sometime, they're done alone...with no lights...under a full moon. It's rides like this that always force me to stop at a few key locations for reflection...and medication.
It is by far one of the coolest things. I'll always remember riding Hawes at night and coming around a corner with the moon behind a saguaro. At first it scared the shit out of me because I thought it was a man off trail waving me down. I almost ate shit! But then I saw it for what it was.
It was a black sky lit up by the moon into an almost mid-night blue. No stars around the bright moon, but the silhouette of the saguaro was cradling the moon with one of it's arms. Behind that the silhouette of the mountains blacken everything else out until my immediate vicinity. Here everything is clear. Here is about as close to God as I get. Here is why I ride.