Just a quick post to share what I was treated to last night as I rode to a weekly meeting. It was a nice sunset and it lasted a long time. I was riding west so I was able to enjoy it.
I stopped and parked on a dead end road in the country which was parallel to the western horizon. As I was clicking away I heard the faint sound of an engine. It was a farmer pulling his cultivating discs. He turned in front of me and gave a silhouette. Farming has long hours.
Riding at this time of the evening has more risks but it's great when you get a sweet surprise. You've heard of tornado chasers; I wouldn't mind being a sunset chaser.