Too many deer around here to enjoy a night ride...now x/c skiing or sailing under a moon, yeah, I'm good for that.
My favorite full moon memories...
One memorable ski was during a lunar eclipse. We started off in a full bright moon. This was a mostly mild downhill trail and only gets technical towards the end, where it gets a bit steeper and has several turns to negotiate. Of course, when we hit the hard part the moon had become a faint reddish globe.
We got to the car and I gave my best howl.
Something answered in the distance. (There were no other humans around, as far as we could tell.)
Once on the local lake, we had brought a bucket of chicken and shoved off the dock in the late evening. The family retired down below as I remained at the helm on a broad reach to the north. The last lights of the setting sun faded behind me as a gigantic looking full moon rose over the hill in front.
It was a magical night. The stern light was attracting bugs or the fish themselves, not sure which but the wake was just churning with a following of semi-submerged fish.
The breeze was steady but light and I dosed off repeatedly, when I awoke I would panick for an instant until my eyes could refocus and confirm we were still a distance from the Rocky shore.
The moon had shrunk to its normal size as it rose overhead & I lowered sail & set anchor for the night.