Tis the season to ride at night and freeze your ass off. I did just that last night. We went up the infamous Green Canyon trail. It’s been about 6 months since I’ve ridden at night or charged my lights. Luckily I had one that held throughout the entirety of the ride. My handlebar light was pretty much shot as soon as I turned it on. It was cold, we were ill -prepared and we did it anyways. Sounds like a Mooseknuckler ride.

I spent this past weekend in St. George. My bicycle never left the roof rack. I had gone down to help Mr. Gurr out with the Tour de St. George and hoped to be able to do a ride or two while I was down. Instead I helped out with the Tour and spent time with friends. The lack of riding made me especially motivated to get out last night and I have everything ready to go again tonight. If only I could find some toe warmers…

Peace. Love. and Revolution.