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Winter Time, Night Time, Rain Time, Ride Time
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It was cold, it was dark, it was wet and it was time to ride. Magicshine on the handlebar, a blinking light on the back of my helmet and a red taillight attached to the seatpost and I was ready for a short climb up to the 3000 foot peak in my backyard. Except for the occasional moth in the beam of my light nothing was on the road up there. I thought snow might have already covered the top of the mountain, but it has not come down as low just yet. I don’t mind though. Still a couple of white months ahead.