On Thanksgiving, I took some time between sessions of gorging myself with my mom's fantastic holiday food to go for a ride. I rode out from my parent's place to the Des Plaines River Trail and tried to ride it for a bit. The trail goes straight through a very densely-wooded forest preserve, and so there is absolutely no light surrounding you in the night. Just total darkness and abundant wildlife. It can actually be a bit spooky, when riding alone. Often times you'll turn around a bend in the trail and come face-to-face with an extremely bewildered deer. Needless to say, I didn't go too far. It was also pretty darn cold that night, and I froze pretty bad. The wool socks and toe covers over my shoes just didn't cut it, and towards the end, I was expecting frostbite. It's amazing how cold it is for this time of year. I'm really not used to it yet.
