One of my favourite bike experiences was riding up
Moose Mountain fire lookout at midnight in October, stoned on mushrooms. It is a gravel road for the first half then a trail, the old road that they used to build the fire lookout.
We didn't go all the way to the top, but we were up above the trees and could see the lights of the city and the little towns and the flares at the gas plants.
Coming down the gravel road, under the full moon, the smoothest parts of the road reflected the moonlight the best, so it was easy to go waay too fast. I remember my hands being really cold from the wind. Night riding can be so much fun