Night Riding

Night riding is all about feel. You see nothing, but feel everything. I remember my first night ride when we went out up the long hill past the shebeen, to the top of the downhill they call the mineshaft. Apt name that! I like riding uphill because the anticipation of the downhill rush makes up for the effort. What goes up must come down! At the top you pass by a bright streetlamp that shines in your face, visually focusing your mind on your immediate goal, that of getting to the top, pushing as hard as you can. Feel your heartbeat climbing, feel the burn. Breath. Know it’s good for you, it’s about fitness, health and happiness. It’s about personal motivation. Mind over laziness.
A trick is to divide the hill in half and each half again in halves. Or, is that thirds and thirds of thirds, then putting the effort in to do just that part. Count out the pedal turns. Deal with the other parts later. Focus. Feel your body responding to the call. Breathing. Heart. Head. To the top and over.
And that’s when the rush starts. With the drop your bike accelerates. Your night vision lacks because of that darn light, so it’s darker than dark, and you know that any rock, or pothole, or discarded old shoe will send you tumbling, and now you can just make out a bend in the road, which is gravel, so don’t skid, don’t lock-up the breaks, turn gently, easy through the turn. And before you know it you’re doing 50km in the dark on a gravel road you’ve never been on before and you know this is madness. A depression you can’t see makes your bike dip, and you feel it. You follow it through, just managing to stay on top. What else can you do? Your adrenaline heightens your senses and you feel the wind in your face with your skin cold from the uphill sweat. The roar of your tyres in the dust and the smell of the rhinos from the game park next door makes it wild, and you feel it all, the exhilarating rush of Dark and Dirty.