Mountain biking on swervy-curvy technical trails named for various intestinal ills is tough enough when the sun is out. So why do it at night when it's cold and dark, and you have to rely on artificial lights that cast shards of kooky, imagination-fueling shadows?
By Mike McQuaide | December 8, 2005
FALL CITY -- You ride at night almost as much with your mind as with your body.
Your vision is a tunnel, cast by your headlamp. Logs, rocks, twists and turns in the trail come up quickly; you think fast or tumble. Unless it's steep, you tell by feel whether you're riding uphill or down.
When you stop, all you can hear is the quiet of the night.
It's dreamy or mesmerizing in a physical way.
By Greg Johnston | December 2, 2004
