Then the mind starts to get a bit too busy. Not thinking about anything in particular other than "you are being watched". Maybe I'm alone in this, but when I am riding in the dark solo I inevitably get to the point where I KNOW that there is some man or beast about 10 feet off the trail just watching. Sometimes it's just a deer in my head (and this is probably actually something that DOES happen). Bats and other small varmints darting around just adds to the heightened sense of impending attack by random animal that isn't native to the Red Wing area.
Added into the mix this time was the fact that earlier in the week a couple of escapees from the Correctional Facility probably traversed the bluff on their run for freedom.
Would someone convicted of burglary or assault think twice about knocking me off my bike with a big stick and then taking the Waltworks to Mexico? Granted the gearing is not set-up for a trans-continental trip, so he/she would not be able to make too hasty of a get-away... but still. STICK TO THE HEAD! Yep... my brain is awesome.
THEN.... right when I was finally thinking... "ok, you... there is nothing in the woods"... I round a corner in the ski trail (bypassing the log drop at this witching hour)... WHAT WAS THAT!!!! ???? !!!! Some sort of huge shape seems to quickly move off of the trail just before my lights can really catch what it was/if anything was there... I'm not saying I saw a bigfoot... but I saw something (or nothing... just fun to say that I saw something). The rest of the ride I swore I could hear tree knocks and other bigfooty things.
So... what have I learned?
1) Lots of leaves down on the trail so watch for that.
2) My bike needs the chain to be cleaned and for the front brake to be looked at for dragging.
3) Riding up on Memorial in the dark is sweet.
4) There may or may not be a skunkape up on Sorin's Bluff.
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