Light of the moon

I am now on an unpredictable uphill slope, I think the altitude is in the late 3000m range, but I’m not sure.

It was fine to push the bike on the way up, but on the way down, if you went too fast and missed a turn, you could easily go to the other side.

I set up my tent on the side of the road, where it was a bit wider, and lay down.

“I didn’t know the moon could be so bright” I thought, I could almost read in the moonlight.

The moon was large and full, floating in the cloudless sky, lighting up the area, and it was definitely the brightest moon I had ever seen.

The mountains were black and there was no artificial light to be seen.

Not a sound could be heard except the wind, which made me feel as if I were alone on earth.

I gazed at the moon, which was as majestic as a painting.