I watched the bats flitting across the darkening sky ahead of me as my feet flew over the dirt road.
It was almost eight p.m. and it was getting dark fast in this jungle like forest.
I’d hoped on my twilight ten mile run this evening to see some wild life; deer or bear, enjoying supper by one of the seasonal streams that cross this dirt road.
When I began my run two hours ago sunset was far off in the distance.
After two days of rainy misty mornings the April storms were rolling out and the mountains were beyond beautiful as I made my way down the lonely dirt road in my Asic running shoes.
I had off roaded four miles down this dirt road to reach the spot my run would begin this evening.
My parking spot was decided by the giant puddle the covered the circumference of the dirt road. It was home to about a million frogs as I tried to balance on the rocks at the edge making my way carefully around the edge of the puddle.