Eventually, we see a bridge below us. It's called Dewey and it's a mother beautiful bridge. We've lost the trail and circle around about 5 times until we settle on the most likely option. The GPS track goes over the old Dewey bridge and Cooler King almost tries to take it because he doesn't know that it no longer has a road deck.
The new bridge is a good place for a wheelie, so I signal Batman with my headlights pointing into the night sky.
We ride over the bridge and through some fast dirt road sections. The horizon is getting bright and I'm feeling energized.