So those crazy folks from Bontrager mounted everyone up with lights, and headed off into the night, lightning flashing in the distance. It was a wild ride along the creekside trails, through the prairies, and tearing down Rip 'N Ride. About then the skies opened up and the torrential rains hit.
It was time to hit the gravel and make a mad dash back to CamRock Sport for some Fat Tire ale on tap and lots of BS and drip drying back at the shop.
Overall a heck of a night!