My mountain bike rides usually begin with an early morning.
I tell myself (and others) that I like to ride before the heat of the full sun can beat me down. Heck, I even say that in the wintertime. But in reality, my nerves are an alarm that wakes me up early as if to say, “If you’re going to get maimed, lose your way, or have a blast, you might as well get a move on.”
And so I start my rides with an early morning … and this guy.