Tonight's night ride was a bit of an experiment.

My dad died three years ago today (and honestly, I would not have remembered the date except that my mom has brought it up every time we've talked for the last two months.) Dad was usually pretty low key, but had this crazy self-sufficient tough guy streak - he had been a Green Beret. I picked it up.

So as a memorial I decided to do something that seemed kind of crazy and tough to me, and took my single speed up a hill in the dark after work. Nothing too crazy - the road had a wide shoulder, and I use lights/reflective equipment but assume that the vehicles cannot see me. It was not as scary as I thought, and once the traffic quit...amazing. Definitely worth doing again.