So I'm making this video because this just happened about an hour or two ago. I'm currently in Nevada for a few days waiting on a package to be delivered. So I'm killing some time, and I decide to head out behind all the casinos and check out what's going on out in the desert. And I do this right at dusk because I want to see wildlife at nighttime. That's when most of it comes out. 

And this notion may have backfired on me because when I go through a camp out there that looks like a group of Eisenbergs making crystal meth, I point out in the video, there's an awful lot of really large, loose dogs around here. Yeah. And I forgot that to loose, large dogs, I look like a delicious mountain bike riding rabbit. So check it out. I'm on a 2024 trek rail 9. 

9. I put some serious miles on this thing, and so far, it hasn't let me down. I changed the tires on it so that it could handle the goat heads and other fun little cacti out in the desert. Good thing I did, because as soon as I turn the gopro off, I promptly crash, which is just awesome. If you have to crash and you're a youtuber, you at least want it on video. 

You know what I'm saying? At any rate, I'll even skip ahead if you want to watch it. But if you want to see what the desert looks like and how gnarly this trail. Well, it's not even a trail. It's just the desert. How gnarly it is. Stay tuned. If not, I'll skip to it for you. So there you go. Just. It'll be donkey. You. It, it, it like that one. 

Whoo. And the moon coming up. The wildlife reasons. Oh, yeah. At all. Cactus are your tires enemy? Being a east coast boy, learning that very slowly. It, it. It's. How you doing? Good. Take note that I interact with the people there as I'm cruising by. I'm a stranger in what is their temporary neighborhood, and I respect that it is what it is. But, man, I really should have paid attention to the dog because here it comes up. 

Good boy. He's not done yet. Just chasing. Not just one. Two dogs. Two dogs chasing me. What's the matter, puppy? What's the matter, puppy? Good boy. Good boy. Good boy. Who it like to ride at dusk? Wildlife fly. Big puppy, man. Like a massive, massive and something else mix. I couldn't tell. It's it right behind the main road. Just. .