Nipple's On Fire

Saturday night I ran a 10 miler to the top of Molly's Nipple. I am not a fan of trail running at night. ("Not a fan of" is code word for "hate".) It's something I need to get better at. I started running right in time to witness a stupendously amazing sunset.

It was crazy, crazy windy and there were some storm clouds on the horizon which thankfully brought the temperature under 100.

I kept thinking over and over how lucky I was to be surrounded by this beauty. I am spoiled that this wilderness is only 15 minutes away from my house. I am at home in the desert.

 

 

I was hoping to at least get to the top of Molly's Nipple before it got dark but daylight was fading fast. (Maybe because the light was so great that I had to keep stopping to take pictures.) And then the sky really lit up. It looked like it caught on fire.

 

Not too difficult to tell how Molly's Nipple got it's name.

Only one sign of wildlife the whole time:

I reached the top and saw the lights of my town below. It was cool to think that one of those little pinpricks of light was my house:

I called my wife while I was up at the top. I told her to go outside and see if she could see my light. She could, and told the kids to come outside too. I could hear them yelling in the background. She said they were excited to see my light at the top and wanted me to hear them yelling. Very cool that I could be ten miles away from them in the middle of my run and still be able to have my family see me. I will definitely do this night run again.