On the heels of a Jimmy Lewis clinic the week prior, traded one cylinder for two, and went on a quick jaunt from LA to Lake Isabella, to Death Valley. The ride began in a torrential downpour that, per usual, sent many California drivers into a target-fixated daze while Jimmy & I held the throttles steady and enjoyed the show. Cars facing the wrong way on the freeway, and trailers disconnected from their towing vehicles and launched into oncoming traffic were among the featured sights. Soon enough, we were off the main road and onto a slick set of twisties north of LA. Many of you know Jimmy's offroad/rally background. Some of you may not be aware that he'll drop nearly any rider on the pavement as well - rain soaked twisties and nonexistent knobby tires notwithstanding. Soon enough we were off the pavement and into some grease-mud running through the agricultural areas beyond the Grapevine. Being the only motorcycles on any of the roads all day long helped make the otherwise adverse conditions really enjoyable. That, and there was zero dust. The following day was greeted with near-perfect weather and possibly ideal riding conditions due to the rain the day before. A quick run down the hill to meet up with Casey and we were headed off towards Death Valley, skipping the pavement wherever possible. Among the few supplies strapped to my shoulders was a small digital camera and 35mm rangefinder with a bag of film. What follows are a few of the images from those two days.