I actually love being out at night more than anything. When you’re up at the top of Rivi in the dark, looking out over all the lights towards Manchester, with the reflections in the resevoirs, I always feel you’re being treated to something a tiny population of the country will actually ever bother to see
Those lights are all from the houses of people who are doubtless slumped in front of their telly’s watching utter tripe and shovelling microwave meals into their gobs. Meanwhile you’re taking in the magnificent view, having a quick well-deserved swig from your hipflask, before going hooning down the Belmont descent
Gives you that warm fuzzy feeling. Well…. especially if its a decent whisky in the hipflask 🙂