My first night RACE was about 1990 in puddletown forest.
Illumination was provided by the Ever Ready lights as above! I could just about make out my front tyre.
Just to make matters worse, the organisers had set up a genny and arclights along the start straight, so having had your retinas singed, you plunged off the gravel track into singletrack that was totally devoid of even the feeblest photon. I’m sure at one point I was feeling my way round the gorse bushes on my hands and knees.
Ahead of its time, some would say. Or just bluddy stupid!
bigh – Member
This thread is full of fail, was expecting teenage angst and stories of pervy fumblings
Fixed that for ya!