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Discussion in 'Ride Reports - Epic Rides' started by Bat7, Jun 8, 2021.
What a ride report!! Thank you for posting and sharing your story!
Thanks for sharing your ride:
Your picture at San Bernardino Mountains is a view from the John Wayne movie set of “The Shepard of the Hills”, a Wayne classic right where you were standing.
I was with you in ‘71-72
Kyron, do they warn you to watch your step?
Bat7, enjoying your thread, enjoy the ride. Thank you for your service! I served '71 to '74.
June 20: Ontario to Norwalk California, with stops in Santa Monica and the Rock Store on My pull land Highway in the Santa Monica Hills.
Arrived at the Santa Monica Pier.
On the Santa Monica Pier with George and Ann Higgins, the Mother Road Rally leaders. They did an excellent job of organizing and leading the rally. George is s 80 years old and going strong.
For last stop on Route 66.
Hard to believe, but there people in the water on what was reported to be a 68 degree day. It did appear that the surfers were wearing wetsuits.
The view from one of the turnouts heading up to the Rock Store.
Hanging out at the Rock Store. I had to cover my drink to keep a bee from getting into it. Many years ago Am didn't notice a yellowjacket get into my soft drink can and received a nasty surprise when I took a drink. It took a few days for the swollen lip to recover.
It has been said that the Rock Store attracts everyone from tracksuit wearing canyon carvers to chopper riders. Here I am in front of an extreme chopper. When the rider left the parking lot, he had his hands full making the turn onto the highway. For a moment, it looked like the bike sincerely wanted to take a nap.
Carving the canyon back down to California Highway 1 was just as much fun as the ride up. Then it was on to my hotel in Norwalk.
The dude in the Dainese shirt and shorts behind the front wheel of the loooooong chopper is cracking me up!
thank you for inspiring us to keep riding....added you to my hero list....
please keep us updated....safe travels.
Many thanks to everyone for the kind comments.
June 21: rest day. Did laundry. Saw The Hit man's Wife's Bodyguard. Pork lo me in noodles for dinner then plan to watch TV until bedtime.
June 22: another lazy day.
Visited the high school I graduated from in 1962. The school store had a yearbook for my junior year available so I paid $20 for some old memories.
Went to the community center next to the junior high where I spent a fair amount of time during my junior high days.
The house where my family lived when I joined the Air Force in 1963. The carport is where I stored my Honda Cub 50. I had a lot of fun with that little Honda. When a friend got one we went to the junior high school and had a race on the running track. Our fun was interrupted by a police officer who issued us tickets for our unauthorized racing. Sadly, by the time I returned home from my first tour in SEA, my parents had disposed of the Honda.
Tomorrow, I plan to head North on the Pacific Coast Highway.
What memories you're digging up. I am really enjoying this. It's very nice of you to share.
I grew up in Downey and frequently shopped at Paramount swap meet. Enjoying your trip down memory lane
June 23: Norwalk to San Luis Obispo. Took Imperial Highway to California 1/Pacific Coast Highway. It was slow going until North of Malibu.
PCH North of Malibu. This is where I stopped to zip the liner into my jacket. On Saturday I was crossing the Mojave Desert in triple digits and needed to use my cooling vest. A few days later and it is cool enough to need an extra layer. This was a reminder of how on the West Coast weather varies significantly according to distance from the Pacific and elevation.
Stopped for the night in San Luis Obispo.
Visited the mission founded by Father Juniper Sierra, one of several missions he founded during the Spanish colonization of California. Due to the pandemic , the mission museum is closed indefinitely.
Reminiscent of Route 66 kitsch, San Luis Obispo cow doing her best imitation of Marilyn Monroe in Some Like It Hot.
Great stuff! Thank you for taking us along on your trip.
June 24: San Luis Obispo to Berkeley.
First stop of the day was at the Piedras Blanca Seal Cookery North of San Wilson. I had planned to stop at the Hearst Castle, but it was closed. It seems like California is opening up more slowly than most of the other states I have been through on this trip.
I didn't even have time to get off the bike before a couple of beggars showed up.
Their behavior suggested that they have become habituated to receiving handouts from humans. I did not fall prey to their begging.
Once I was off the bike it was only a short stroll to see the elephant seals.
The males weigh up to 5000 pounds. The one in the water belt surfacing and barking.
A few miles later there was a sign to the effect that rock slides were possible for the next 60 miles, which meant a lot of fun in the twisties along the coast toward Big Sur. I did encounter a few road crews cleaning up from previous slides.
A few pictures from the twisties.
After lunch at Monterey it was on to US 101, I680 and I580 for the ride into Berkeley, which was every bit the nightmare I expected. I would be rolling along at 65 to 70 MPH, then slow down for very slow stop and go traffic for a few miles.
After checking in to my hotel, I went for a long walk through UC Berkeley, where I received my undergraduate degree in 1973. While my degree was in Sociology, I actually had more credits in Philosophy. After 7 years in the Air Force and a year at at MiraCosta College in Oceanside California I knew what I wanted and did not let my counselor dissuade me. He was especially unhappy that I was taking a heavy enough class schedule to complete my undergraduate degree in 3 years instead of the usual 4 or 5.
I took one selfie on campus, then went for a walk down Telegraph Avenue. While a few places from my time, such as Abe's Books, were still there, most of the places where I used to hang out were gone.
June 25: Berkeley to Willits, California. After a high speed run up I80 to Vallejo, headed West on Cal 37 to Novato through the San Pablo Bay Wildlife Sanctuary, where I took my only pictures for today.
From there I headed towards the coast on a series of up and down twisting back roads to Tomales Bay where I had lunch. Then I headed back inland
through wine country and finally on US101 up to Willits.
Weather seemed downright chilly when I left Berkeley and I considered adding a 3rd layer while riding along Tomales Bay. By the time I was back on 101 I had to remove a layer, open the jacket vents and soak my silk neck archive with water to avoid overheating. The sort of day when a multi-season jacket is very handy. Drivers seemed far more sane once I left the Bay area. On 101 , if I maintained the 65 mph speed limit, I would pass as many vehicles as passed me. Also noticed that there seemed to be a higher ratio of adv bikes than in other areas.
All in all, a relaxing and fun day.
Great report! Enjoying it!
June 26: Willits to Crescent City, California, via Redwood Highway and Avenue of the Giants. Another excellent day, with very few level or straight sections of road. Very cool this close to the coast, which allowed me to avoid the extreme heat further inland.
1800 year old Redwood on Avenue of the Giants, an incredible road with little margin for error. Overcook a turn and you can expect a close encounter with a large, unyielding tree.
Big Foot is rumored to be somewhere in this area.
The elk seem to like this neighborhood on the Avenue of the Giants.
Good for you for having fun and being able to dig up some old memories. Thank you for the pics and thank you for your service. Ride on!
June 27: Crescent City to North Bend, Oregon. Another cool day; temps in the upper 50's when I left Crescent City, rising into the 70's when I arrived in North Bend. Encountered a fair amount of fog along the Oregon coast.
Battery Point Lighthouse, Crescent City.
Another nice day for a ride.
Tomorrow I will be heading to Vancouver Washington instead of Portland Oregon, as suggested by my brother. I will be staying with my aunt, who has air conditioning, rather than my brother, who does not.
Will likely start early to arrive in Vancouver before the worst of the heat.
June 28: North Bend to Vancouver Washington. Mid 60's when I started up the coast.
Coos Bay Bridge.
Along Oregon coast.
At Florence Oregon I turned inland on Oregon 126. Another nice run over the coast range into the Willamette Valley at Eugene. Due to a later than planned start, the valley felt like an oven, with temps into triple digits. I arrived in the Portland area where it was the third consecutive day of all time record heat. Cooled off in my aunt's condo, then a nice dinner with her and her family.