I expected to read that in the papers this morning after last night's nite ride. I counted 19 riders but there could have been more. It felt like an ICUP race but at night.
Even after the group rolled out from the parking lot, more riders would appear at the stops. At one point Justin (who didn't start with us) hacked his way through the bushes at the bottom of Clark's to move up to the front of the pack. I've never seen anything like it. A train of lights rolling through the scrub oak and singletrack. The Draper residents must have been concerned and confused.
We had riders come from as far south as Spanish Fork and as far North as Sugarhouse. Brad K. even made an appearance.
My plan was to stay near the front of the pack. I've seen too many documentaries about cougar attacks at night. I was not going to be the cougar bait.
I didn't hear about any major mechanicals or animal attacks. The ride was a great success and ended with breakfast for some at the Village Inn.
I'll try to round up some pictures and add them as I get them.