Man, I love night rides!
My commute takes me on a levee-top road alongside a canal all overgrown with Spanish-moss covered trees. After October, and before late April, I reach the levee road about an hour before first light... after a really terrifying nine miles of pitch black rural two-lane road. There's never anybody else out at 6:00am, so I have the levee to myself.
On the levee road, my cheapo little headlamps are the only lights for miles... even though there's a major highway only a mile or so off to one side... I can't see or hear the traffic.
Gliding along totally alone in the dark, its almost a religious experience!