These moments are what I look for when I go for long rides. I was fortunate enough to have a few of them :)
For example, approaching the Ventoux during the late afternoon, seeing it looming in the distance on the other side of the plain; stopping for a sandwich at the bottom and then starting the climb at 9pm. Barely anybody else around. At the top at 11pm. Then onward with long descent in pitch black. I wasn't done either and still had 3.5 hours to ride in the dead of the night, on deserted roads and under an incredibly starry night. Good times.
These moments are what I look for when I go for long rides. I was fortunate enough to have a few of them :)
For example, approaching the Ventoux during the late afternoon, seeing it looming in the distance on the other side of the plain; stopping for a sandwich at the bottom and then starting the climb at 9pm. Barely anybody else around. At the top at 11pm. Then onward with long descent in pitch black. I wasn't done either and still had 3.5 hours to ride in the dead of the night, on deserted roads and under an incredibly starry night. Good times.