Night Rider Dos

Southern New Mexico

"It started out a typical evening taking photographs with Rory at the base of the Organ Mountains. As we hiked up the La Maria trail, we heard a noise coming at us. As the sound got closer, we stopped and shone our headlamps and couldn't believe what we were seeing. This colorful skeleton was riding a bike and coming right at us. He came to a screeching halt at our feet. Rory screamed like a baby as I took control of the situation. I asked "Who goes there?" The skeleton replied, "my friends call me Bones. I ride this trail nightly and I see you two up here often. I decided to make my presence known". Rory was still unable to speak. I asked, "Would you mind if we took your photograph? It's a perfect night, there's a little bit of moon and the stars are beautiful". He replied, "That's why I'm here. I've seen your posts and I want to be able to share this with my friends". I finally calmed Rory down enough to the point where he could get his camera out of the bag and onto his tripod. Rory took his photograph first and then I took the quick photo of our new friend. He seemed like a pretty good rider, so I had to ask, "What's up with the training wheels"? He replied that he no longer had equilibrium so it helped keep him upright. Rory finally got the nerve to speak and told him, "you know, you really shouldn't be riding without a helmet and eye protection". With a tilt of his head, he gave Rory a very sarcastic reply, "Really?" With that and a quick pedal stroke, he disappeared down the trail into the night... (A painted skeleton on a child's bicycle that was created by Rokoko Art Gallery. The owner let me take it out into the desert and photograph it at night)."

- Wayne Suggs


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