Greetings from Missoula, Montana, where my toes have finally thawed after last night’s chilly adventure with my friend Garland. The sun’s shining today, and I’m gearing up for a ride with the Thursday Night Ride (TNR) crew.
“Our adventure through the deep, dark woods, on long trails where one could easily vanish, battled against the cold that threatened our toes and fingers with frostbite…” ~me
We kicked off from Clinton, following our route to Holloman Saddle, then onto the ridge leading to Miller Peak. Just short of the mountain, we veered onto a logging road for the journey home, which included a freezing descent and climb.
Despite Garland’s dim light, we raced down Sammy B trails back to town, encountering deer on Higgins Avenue—a stark contrast to the wilderness we’d just left behind. My new lights were a game-changer, cutting through the darkness with incredible brightness.
It makes me wonder about the upcoming Remember Marcy Vision Quest (RMVQ). Will anyone get lost, or will the adventure bring them back, just as our lights guided us home?
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