Presley and I headed out for a full moon run on the local trails last night. It was a totally different experience to ride the Troll in the dark. When you do get some speed, your mind begins to race. It becomes a mental game to keep your wits without being so cautious that you don't have fun. We stayed out for nearly two hours in 35 degree temps, navigating by headlight and headlamp the entire time.
There were no serious crashes (although they were expected) but we were more sloppy than usual. The biggest issue for me was timidity. There were several times I got hung up on a root or big rocks because I was just going too slow. At normal daylight speeds, I tend to let momentum carry me over more obstacles. During this nighttime ride, I tended to creep over everything at a crawling speed, which made it more difficult.
All in all, I loved it. I will certainly do it again. It's fun to get out in the middle of nowhere and look up at the clear skies. Perhaps I'll take the opportunity during each full moon.