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Discussion in 'Epic Rides' started by DockingPilot, Feb 3, 2013.
Marked, so I can keep up...
SUBSCRIBED.....Nice writing and great pictures!
Hey, DP, any plan to share details of your route? I know several of us would like to duplicate your ride.
Been working the last 2 days fellas.
Working on the RR right now
hurry up...gotta have my daily fix of how dem joisey boys get lost on the Lost Coast...
I'm workin on it !
Next day, 12th day in fact into this epic trip.
Lota dirt under our wheels, and some more still to go, we head for the Lost Coast.
We say goodbye to the Hoopa Nation and ride down the mountain.
I'm not sure about these horses. Wild ? Not ?
As far as we could tell they were not fenced in.
We fuel up and grab a coffee in:
The common theme throughout this entire journey.
This is where we would split up for a bit. Bruce and I would head right for the Kings Range and Shelter Cove. We had the urge to get in early afternoon and kick back.
John and Mike would take Showers Pass Road on the route.
Did I say "classic California" ?
John-John rippin it on the WR
Mikes Panzer negotiating the switchbacks in which there were no shortage of.
From the GSA cockpit
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Bruce and I on the road to Shelter Cove.
Just passing through........
I ride through Garberville
Garberville is named for Jacob C. Garber, a resident of the town in 1879
Today Garberville has been called "the marijuana heartland of the US" by BBC News.
And we could see why !
We'll revisit Garberville again tomorrow.
I grab lunch there and head directly due west for the Pacific.
At this point in the day I am riding solo. I suspect Bruce is way out ahead of me, Mike and John somewhere to the north.
I start to climb the:
Another sign marks one of this trips milestones. This was:
"The King Range and Lost Coast" !!!
I can feel the air change quickly. The temperature and the smell. It goes from a warm to hot, dry climate, to a moist and cool one.
At the crest of the range I decide to explore a bit and take the extremely steep
Still climbing !
I finally reach the top of the King Range.
And what a spectacular view it was :eek1
The Pacific just slightly veiled in her ever present partner, the fog.
I mean, think about it. I'm from Jersey, but here I was, alone, on this crystal clear afternoon on top of the King Range in northern California overlooking the Pacific. I shut the bike off. I had to. This was one of life's precious moments.
(don't tell my wife I said that )
What your seeing out in the backround is the Pacific Ocean from way above sitting on the King Range.
This road was a nice 12-15 mile loop, just as steep going down the other side too.
Having not seen Bruce or John and Mike for a few hours now. I head for....
for the rendevous.....
I'll be bring you into Shelter cove from Mike and Johns way in next..........
Hey Frank, I stayed at the oceanfront inn and really liked their restaurant in shelter cove last june. Hope you guys tried the restaurant. Beautiful area.
I took the paved road in.
Hey Marty !
Yes sir, stay tuned.
Will take you in to Shelter Cove via from Mike and John pov in a bit.
We all rendezvous there and base out of Shelter Cove for a 2nd day at the Lost Coast. There is more to explore!
Details and pics coming up !
Just some further insight into what travelers are looking at when they're gazing out from the King Range, along the Lost Coast.
What you're witnessing is the collision right here of continually shifting tectonic plates of the Earth's crust. The plate beneath the ocean is moving east, and diving beneath the continental plate. The western edge of the continental plate is scraping up seabed sediments as the eastern edge of oceanic plate dives below, creating these vaulting sedimentary mountains, which rise thousands of feet right at the ocean's edge. Not surprisingly, this is major earthquake country, with three tectonic plates colliding just offshore at what's called the Mendocino Triple Junction.
When the Pacific Coast Highway -- famous HWY 1 -- was assembled, these mountains were too daunting and the seabed sediments too erosive to penetrate, forcing the highway builders to take the long bend inland to connect with US 101, the Redwood Highway. That left this rare chunk of coastal wildland -- today's "Lost Coast" -- largely undeveloped. Yet a number of small "doghole" ports like Bear Harbor used to be busy, with small railroads and cable systems loading logs and people onto small ships anchored off-shore.
I get off on this sh@t. :huh
I've been (impatiently) waiting for this part of your trip. I couldn't agree more.
Thank you professor Huegel for the geography and geology lesson.
Now crawl back under an Idaho rock until the Cap'n is done with the Ride Report. Then you can add all the anecdotes you like.
I'm just sayin' ...
John and Mike are on:
Mattlole Road Lost Coast
Nice eye !
This is northern Californias Lost Coast fellas
John pops the top
The Panzer poses for the camera
... sigh ... :eek1
I descend into Shelter Cove. Visibility still very good. I'm not sure were we are staying. Well, I cant go straight, so I go right. Not a soul around btw
Again fellas. The weather.
Now, for those that don't know, as I didn't, you cant count on 1 hand how many times you can see with unlimited visibilty here.
But just look at that.
And then I find it
I see only the Super Enduro parked.
And I walk around back and find Brucee relaxing, having a cold one with the Inn keeper and his wife.
The view from the deck was amazing. Yea, we were on vacation for sure.
More Californians to get to know. They just lived here for the owner and ran the Inn. Pleasant, friendly folks who were eager to share a beer with us and sit back and take in the view.
They got very excited by these Brown Pelicans. Endangered perhaps ?
The freshness of the air was invigorating after the long dusty route we had been on since Oroville Washington.
Our digs for the night.
This was great ! To my left was the Pacific
John and Mike had still not arrived. But that was OK. They were having a blast.
Bruce and I decide it was time to:
As I slink back, let the tension go, except for the grip on my Dos Equis XX Amber, I was feeling a bit like
"The worlds most interesting man"
Then I open my eyes not to see Selma Hyack, but instead see: :huh
Then the fog starts to roll in...........
The Pacific fog was on a mission.
A clearly defined wall of sea fog brought on by the cold water temps clashing with the heavy warm inland air. We would find out tomorrow however, that this was not "real" fog. The "real" fog would blanket Shelter Cove overnight.
Mike and John pull in, we shower, dress and head to the one and only place to get anything to eat in Shelter Cove. If your not eating here,.....
your not eating!
This place was intresting...........:dg