I rode a bike to Reno, just to watch them fly...

Discussion in 'Ride Reports - Epic Rides' started by MikeO, Sep 7, 2019.

  1. MikeO

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    I tell Alexa to cancel the alarm and turn the lights on at 0530. I haven't slept well - I never do when I have an early start. Plus the house is weirdly quiet without my dog Marnie in it - I dropped her off at the kennels yesterday. They had some weird stuff for sale there...

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    I get up, quickly ablute and then get my bags to the front door. My mate Adrian turns up exactly at 0600 and we cram everything into his Fiesta and head towards Heathrow.

    Unusually this trip, I'm not having any work done on the house whilst I'm away, so it's in a pretty normal state as I leave...:lol3

    We make good time, stopping at the MacDonald's at Barton Mills for breakfast. Adrian tells me that apparently Barton Mills is the Norfolk hotspot for dogging.

    I'm not sure what to do with this information.

    My flight leaves at 1235 and Heathrow is about three and a half hours away (allowing for traffic - and let's face it, the trip takes us along the M25 :hmmmmm). We actually make really good time - Adrian drops me at Terminal Three at just gone 0900. I give him my profuse thanks, a handful of banknotes and we agree to meet for breakfast upon my return.

    I go to the auto-check-in machine. I put my passport in the scanner, type in my flight reference and it gives me a hard stare and says 'No - go and speak to a human'.

    Hey-ho - I wander up to a Delta ground staff chap and he takes me to a very helpful Sikh chap at the desk. He tells me that the problem is that my ticket is in the name of MikeMr Oughton (for some reason), and my passport is in the name of Michael Oughton. Hmmm:hmmmmm

    He tells me to go to the check in desk and see what happens :lol3

    Well, I do and they also say 'No'. I am escorted to a senior security chap, who is clearly heavily involved sorting out an issue for a elderly American couple. He asks what the snag is and Inez, my very helpful escort, explains. The security chap looks at me and says 'Cool T-Shirt', then clears me on the computer. I honestly think it was the fact that he liked my Star Wars T-Shirt that cleared the problem...:rofl

    Onwards to security, where the metal in my leg sets off the scanner, so I have to get wanded, then they have to open my bag because they thought something I was carrying might have been a container of liquid (it wasn't). The content of the bag also get swabbed (they apparently need to do this if they have any occasion to open a bag). None of this is any drama because of the amount of time before departure, so I just politely let it all wash over me.

    Eventually I am allowed into the temple to consumerism that is the Duty Free area...

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    I have ordered a ridiculously expensive litre of gin online, to pick up here. If you're interested its Gin Mare...

    I locate the 'Concierge' (for goodness sake:fpalm) and, just as advertised, he has the gin ready. I hand over the cash and he says I have given him too much. Somehow it has reduced in price by seven pounds overnight. Result!:clap

    He gives it to me in a sealed bag, which I bury deep in the most protected area of my carry-on bag, them tow it, like a reluctant puppy, towards the giant mosh-pit that is the area you wait in for your flight to be allocated a gate number.

    Happily I am only there for a few minutes before the display tells me that we'll be boarding from Gate 30...

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    I settle down for a wait of about an hour and drink a couple of grossly overpriced bottles of Diet Coke whilst doing so.

    We're called (I have long since given up any pretence at thinking I'll be boarded early, so I just wait and am about last to emplane).

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    I have an aisle seat and have an empty seat to my left - always nice to have somewhere to dump all the paraphernalia I seem to need to get through ten hours of sitting still in an aluminium tube.

    We get airborne exactly on time and it seems our ETA is going to be 15 minutes early :thumbup

    We're only about half full and, after we've been airborne a while, I notice that the emergency exit aisle seats seem to be unoccupied. I stroll back to the Flight Attendant's station and ask if it would be OK to move there?
    Yes, go ahead - by the way I love your accent... :-)

    It means the difference between this...

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    ...and this...

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    ...plus I still have an empty seat to my right... :-)

    Delta have really upped their game in the years I have been travelling with them. The cabin service is excellent and the food varied and uniformly good and tasty.

    I was looking forward to seeing a couple of movies currently in the cinema - mostly Tarantino's new one Once Upon a Time in Hollywood - but, alas, there were few first run ones there and no Tarantino.

    I did watch Vice - a film about Vice President Dick Cheney - as I'd been meaning to watch it for some time and hadn't seemed to be able to get around to it. It was excellent - very well cast, with Christian Bale portraying Cheney to stunning effect.

    I also rewatched "Chef" with Jon Favreau - a perennial favourite of mine since it was first released. In fact, while I was watching it, I texted Jorge and asked if we could eat at one of the Food Cart areas in Portland this evening... :lol3

    I watched a couple of other movies and time went past reasonably quickly. We were soon at top of descent into Portland. We land and taxi in - I cleared Immigration and Customs in record time and - after a short bus journey to the main terminal, I am met by Jorge at the arrivals gate... :-)

    We get into his Discovery and I am driven through Portland's Friday evening traffic...

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    ...to Jorge and Jen's beautiful new house...

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    ...where I am greeted enthusiastically by Zöe and Daisy, the two dogs, bring my gear inside, carefully hand over the Gin to Jorge and then we relax on the deck with a couple of ginger beers...

    Jorge realises he has no tonic in the house :eek7

    No matter - wasn't there some talk of Food Carts? :augie

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    Much to the disgust of the dogs, we head back out and arrive at a place behind a German style bar (called Prost!), where a variety of food carts have been set up around a communal seating area...

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    Jorge steers me towards a Barbeque cart - they only have pulled pork and pork belly left. Jorge goes for a Belly Pork sandwich with macaroni cheese as a side. The chap serving says "I have a load of mac and cheese here, so I'm just going to keep piling in on your plate... ":lol3

    I choose a Pulled Pork sandwich with a side of coleslaw (*a vain attempt at healthy eating)...

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    Jorge immediately dumps a load of his mac and cheese onto my plate and then comes back with...

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    ...a couple of bottles of Mexican imported Coke - made with sugar, rather than corn syrup. It tastes fantastic - like a bottle full of happy childhood memories...

    Anyway, about those sandwiches... :dukegirl

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    We polish off the gargantuan meal in short order and then head back to the house, pausing on the way to pick up some tonic water and...

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    ...some freshly made peanut butter. From the peanut butter mill in the supermarket.
    Only in America... :imaposer

    We get home and start to sort out the packing of the bike. And sort a lot of stuff in the garage whilst we search for things...

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    I want to be off early tomorrow morning, to try to force the jet lag into submission. I ram all the kit I have into various panniers and dry bags.

    We reach a natural break, with the rest of the work having to be done in the morning, and Jorge makes a gin and tonic using Gin Mare.

    It is awesome. I was really sceptical about spending so much on a bottle of gin - but I am picking up a bottle of Gin Mare as soon as I get home.

    Jen arrives back from taking a lot of rich clients out to dinner; Jorge makes her a Margarita and we all repair to the rear deck after lighting a couple of citronella candles. I'm (not surprisingly) feeling a little weary, so go upstairs and have a long shower, before crashing into bed, where I go out like a light...

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  3. MikeO

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    7th September 2019

    I sleep well but - predictably - wake early. I eventually give up trying to get back to sleep and ablute, dress and make my way downstairs, where Jorge is already pottering about. He's managed to find my Airhawk seat cover - the only thing that makes the GS's seat (banned in 16 countries as a form of cruel and unusual punishment) remotely bearable on a long trip. I finish packing the bike...

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    ...and roll it off the mainstand onto the sidestand. I programme Bend, Oregon, into Doris and ask her to find me a winding route to get there.

    Jorge and I have a coffee on the deck and he gives me various ideas on routes. I'll see how it goes - today is going to be about being back on the bike, packing, unpacking and trying not to overtax myself when still tired. An early stop at Bend should do the trick...

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    I set off sometime after 0800 and follow Doris's directions, down through a misty, but still warm, day, heading towards the Deschutes River...

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    I'm heading through the Mount Hood National Forest. Although the road surface is (thankfully) dry, there is a light mist that leaves my visor and glasses wet...

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    The Adv has new tyres and front discs, so (in line with Jorge's rather over-emphasised advice :D) I am carefully scrubbing in the tyres and being careful with the discs. The bike is behaving impeccably (for non-motorcyclists, new bike tyres have quite a slippery coating on them - partly to get them out of the mould and partly a preservative - they need to be 'scrubbed in' - ie ridden carefully on good roads, gradually increasing angles and loads until the coating has been worn off).

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    It's a warm day, and destined to get hotter the closer I get to Bend. It's also quite humid, so I have the vents on my jacket and helmet open to maximise the airflow through them...

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    Quick arty-farty bridge shot... :D

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    Time for a spot of breakfast, I feel...

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    The little café at the North Fork Reservoir, on the Clackamas Scenic Byway can't do me breakfast - but that can do me something very ethnic sounding with the work teriyaki in it, if I can wait 30 minutes. I settle myself down in the seating area in the back and have a coffee and a check through some pictures.

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    Since they have Wi-Fi, I take advantage and book myself into the Days Inn at Bend, using Booking.com. If I play things right, I should get a nearly free night by the end of this trip, with their loyalty scheme... :-)

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    Great Scott!

    Predictably, it was delicious. I left feeling about five years older... :lol3

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    This ageing glamour girl was sitting with what looked like a collapsed rear suspension - anybody like to hazard a guess as to make/model/year? :ear

    I leave the long sweeping bends alongside the river for a while, as Doris steers me over a couple of hills (and actually into the base of a low-lying cloud), as she positions me for her onward planned winding route...

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    This sign advises that this little forest road Doris has selected is used by trucks with their CB radios on a particular channel. For some reason, this has attracted the ire of a gun owner... :eek7

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    This proves to be a good, fun road - serving a few campsites in the Mt Hood Forest...

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    The road surface so far has been fine, but it's clearly a road that hasn't had maintenance for a while...

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    The temperature is beginning to rise and - although I can see the sky is brighter as the cloudbase lifts, I'm surprised that a lot of the cloud hasn't simply burnt off now...

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    As I get to the far side of a hill, the road surface deteriorates rapidly. There are large, deep potholes irregularly appearing - I adjust my speed accordingly...

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    No irony that the road by this turn off is marked by a little crater then?

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    Onward!

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    Suddenly I find myself on the main route towards Bend. The cloud has eventually burned off and the day is starting to realise its full potential...

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    I am starting to look for a gas station - the light came on at 321 miles showing on the trip meter...

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    I keep the speed below 60 - these bikes seem to make fuel if you don't flog them...

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    Sure enough, I ride into the Shell station at Warm Springs with 355 miles on the trip (not even close to my worst fuel management :lol3) and manage to fit 6.8 US Gal in. I use super duper premium (or some such daft name) at an eye-watering $4 per gallon...

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    It's getting a tad warm now - and I'm beginning to feel tired, so I decide to ride directly to Bend, rather than follow Doris's winding route...

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    It takes the best part of an hour off the ETA...

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    ...and the road is undemanding - which is probably what I need right now...

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    But wait - what's this signposted off the road just outside Madras?

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    It is what turns out to be an excellent air museum...

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    ...but first of all - any guesses?

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    The charming lady at the counter gave me the 'Veteran's Rate' entrance fee ($7), when I told her I was ex RAF. She also told me that all the aircraft in the museum are airworthy and regularly fly...

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    Look at this beautiful Bf109. Actually a construct made from one of the Spanish Hispano Aviación HA-1109s that were rebuilt for the film Battle of Britain. Anyone who has seen that film (and is an anorak) will remember that the Bf109s looked a bit odd - a result of being fitted with Rolls Royce Merlin(!) engines. They have managed to source the correct engine for this one, though and it looks great...

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    I had no idea they were fitted with leading-edge slats. Weird...

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    Thye sound of a loud radial engine makes me move to the front of the hangar, where I'm just in time to see this Corsair get airborne...

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    There is a great collection of rare aircraft here...

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    All in a really nice state of fettle...

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    I am sure you are going to have a lot of fun identifying them... :lol3

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    Look at this FW190...

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    This one is a replica - built in Germany using much of the tooling from the wartime Focke-Wulf factory...

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    I am a sucker for any seaplane - this Grumman Duck was in excellent condition...

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    Plywood tip to the float, so that it could act like a fender...

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    This little 1933 Waco was in absolutely pristine condition...

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    Now here's something unusual...

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    It's a prototype, but apparently still flying. I'll be really impressed if anyone can identify it...

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    This little scooter was designed to be parachuted in with troops - regular readers will recall I saw a British version of something very similar at the British Motorcycle Museum earlier this year...

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    What's this (aside from hideously ugly)?

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    I was in the restroom - dammit - when I heard the unmistakeable sound of the Corsair taxying in and shutting down. By the time I got out...

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    ...the engine was shut down and the pilot was folding the wings...

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    But it's now very warm - and I am keen to get to my air-conditioned room thirty or so miles away...

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    Stopping briefly for a pic at the war memorial on the way out, I am about to rejoin the main road when my 'old car' antennae start twitching...

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    ...and sure enough, I found a good clutch of old Detroit (and foreign) steel scattered around the industrial estate next to the airport...

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    That Oldsmobile looked as cool as Hell - I will be interested to find out what model and year it is so that I can Google a pic of one in good order looks like...

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    Everytime I would be ready to set off, my eye would be caught by another lurking around a corner... :D

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    Right that's all of them... :-)

    Oh - wait...

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    How about that...

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    I really hope the owner can find the parts and bring this old lady back to life...

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    ...but they have a long road ahead of them...

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    OK - last one...

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    I rejoin the main road and enter the town of Madras, where - fittingly - it's pretty hot...

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    It's the humidity that makes it uncomfortable - I've been in much higher temperatures than this in the desert and it doesn't bother me at all...

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    OK - only people I work with will find this pic vaguely amusing...:D

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    There's a lot of thundery looking cloud building atop the mountains to my right...

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    Suddenly I'm entering Bend and Doris steers me to the Days Inn, where I'm checked in with an indifference that almost transcended into an art form...

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    The chap on reception was really proud of this sign he had made...

    I drag my gear upstairs and dump it on the floor. I need to pop out and buy a mouse (I left mine at home) - the indifferent receptionist suddenly changes into the most helpful person on the planet and directs me to Willstech, a mile or so up the road, where I buy the necessary electronic rodent.

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    Returning to the hotel, I lock the bike, then drag the last of my kit upstairs and turn the controls of the AC to Neptune and relax in its frosty embrace.

    A couple of hours of cooling off, showering and changing later, I venture to the burger joint next door to the hotel and get a gargantuan cup of diet raspberry ginger beer...

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    Good day.

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    Following along with you....your writing style is perfect. Thanks for sharing.
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  5. MikeO

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    8th September 2019

    I don't sleep well. Although I stayed up past 2300, I was awake again at 0100 and then in and out of sleep until I eventually surfaced at just after 8am, feeling anything but well-rested.

    The room is already starting to get warm from the morning sun, so I switch the ac back on and peek out of the window. To my pleasant surprise it is a beautiful sunny day - the BBC Weather App had forecast a steady drizzle (in fact, on checking, it says it's raining now :lol3).

    I quickly dress and go down to get the complimentary breakfast at the dining area behind reception. I was about to select something from the fairly lacklustre display of cold stuff on display, when the woman who was tending the area came in and started clearing stuff up.

    She had no teeth, was covered in tattoos and was twitching and nervously talking to herself. She looked like an extra from Breaking Bad. I decide that, on reflection, I am not that hungry and return to my room.

    On the way I check the oil level on the bike and the tyre pressures - both spot on... :thumb

    I get back to my pleasantly cool room and consider where I want to go today. I have a couple of days in hand before I need to be in Reno for the races, so covering a great distance is not a priority. I decide a gentle ride to Klamath Falls will do the trick - I book a room for the night at the Cimarron Inn, where I stayed last year, and decide to put the address into the GPS...

    I then start playing a game called "Where is the GPS". I play this quite regularly on trips, often finding it in the most unlikely places. However, today is a bit different, in that I can't find it.

    FUCK :becca

    I unpack and repack all my luggage and then strip the bedding and look under the bed, the sofa etc. It isn't there. I know I had it with me when I got back from buying the mouse yesterday afternoon. I think I remember putting it in my helmet, which I carried hooked over my arm, to allow me to carry both panniers upstairs. Perhaps it fell out as I negotiated the stairs and I didn't notice it? I was pretty tired and heat-frazzled on that last trip to the room - I could easily have screwed up like that.

    I ask reception if they've had anything handed in - they haven't but take my number and promise to call me if anything turns up.

    I'm an experienced traveller - I should be over crap like this, dammit...:bluduh

    I go onto Amazon and order the current model - the TomTom Rider 550 (which I use on my own bike in the UK) - and arrange to have it delivered to my hotel in Reno on Thursday. I text Jorge so he knows what's going on - the lost GPS was a thank-you gift from me for loaning me the bike a few years back; looking on the bright side, he's getting a free upgrade...:lol3

    I have the Maps app on my iPhone, so I pop the Cimarron Inn in there and put it in the map case part of the tank bag. All this unpacking and repacking have raised my body temperature and I'm dripping with sweat, so I have a cold wash and sit down for a bit to cool down.

    I pack the bike up and set off at about 0950 heading towards Klamath Falls on the 97...

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    It's not nearly as humid as yesterday, but I leave the vents in my jacket open to cool me down from my GPS-searching sweat...

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    It's surprising how often I find myself glancing down to where Doris should be - I used the display as a speedo, as well as for navigational guidance.

    The iPhone in the mapcase isn't useless, but it will certainly do the job whilst I wait for useless to arrive... :bluduh

    The trouble is - tired and rather sleep-deprived as I am, I am now in something less than an optimal frame of mind to be riding. I decide to keep to the 97 and make this a short day again. A good night's sleep tonight will (hopefully) sort this out.

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    It's not a hot day - varying between 65 and 70F - making weather conditions just about perfect...

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    I wonder if his morning is going to prove to be more expensive than mine... :hmmmmm

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    Norma's large rooster attracts my attention and I decide to stop for breakfast. The car park is full, as is the restaurant, though Norma directs me to the only unoccupied table, and tells me she'll be along to clear it as soon as she can...

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    I have a chat with some of the locals while I'm sat waiting. One tells me that this used to be the General Store in La Pine - the only permanent building in the early days of the town, when it serviced a number of logging camps. He points out the original wood floor...

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    ...where you can still see the holes caused by loggers' boots (which are spiked) when it was originally open.

    Norma clears the table, brings me a coffee and a menu and tells me that the Special today is Tri-tip Scramble with hash browns and toast. I tell her that sounds splendid (apparently Tri-tips are pieces of steak), and shortly afterwards it arrives...

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    It was delicious, washed down with a couple of cups of coffee with milk (I usually get a funny look when I ask for that, but I just can't get used to the various forms of 'creamer')...

    After paying my - very reasonable - bill, I wander back out into the car park and see that someone has brought their pride and joy for a Sunday outing...

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    It's in lovely condition - easy points to be had for make/model/year? :D

    I set off once again - this time with my vents zipped up. An hour or so of joining the USA for Sunday breakfast has put me in a much better frame of mind, and I no longer need the extra ventilation.

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    It's just over 70F as I rejoin the 97 South...

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    Spotted this odd looking roller skate for sale at the roadside...

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    Onward!

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    The weather conditions are just about perfect now - but I still recognise I am overdrawn in the sleep bank and I'm looking forward to getting to Klamath Falls...

    Do you ever see something...

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    ...and wonder...

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    ...how on earth it go there?

    Well, how did a Royal Navy DeHavilland Sea Heron end up as a wreck on the otherwise ordinary roadside property of Melita's Motel and RV Park?

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    Hey-ho.

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    Not far to go now - the north shore of Upper Klamath Lake is on the horizon...

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    Always time to stop and snap an old car or two, though...

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    I think this pair of cousins appeared in last year's ride report - any guesses?

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    I ride down the east shore of Klamath Lake...

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    San Francisco is obviously fully embracing the legalisation of Marijuana...:-)

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    I spot a couple of ageing beauties on a lot near the hotel...

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    I check in to the Cimarron Inn and am given a ground floor room near reception - where I can park directly outside...

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    The room's super - the bed huge...:-)

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    I drag the gear in from the bike and - just to be sure - give it another check for the GPS. Actually I think I would have felt worse if I'd found it now.

    I didn't...

    I upload the pics from today's short trip on the very fast Wi-Fi and make a start on today's journal...

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    Drybones Fish bones are on my truck seat cover, too

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  7. MikeO

    MikeO Long timer Supporter

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    Yep - spot on

    Whilst we’re on the subject - my mate and sometime chauffeur Adrian, correctly identified yesterday’s mystery prototype aircraft...

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    ...as a Martin Mauler...
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  8. MikeO

    MikeO Long timer Supporter

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    A bright and sunny morning...

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    I am awoken by a text from a work colleague asking whether I had heard about a job we had both applied for. I check my email to find I have been invited to interview - as has she - excellent! :-)

    Unfortunately the interviews are scheduled for a week today, when I will still be in the USA. I email the organisation and they are working on getting me a later date.

    Time to celebrate with a spot of breakfast... :dukegirl

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    I return to my room and start packing - more later... :brow
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  9. Drybones

    Drybones Fish bones are on my truck seat cover, too

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    Congrats for the interview. As an old ex-US Naval Aviator and car buff, this report has my interest.
    We need to write the complete alternate lyrics LOL

    But I rode a bike in Reno
    Just to watch them fly
    When I hear those engines howlin'
    I'll crane my neck and spy....
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  10. MikeO

    MikeO Long timer Supporter

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    I thought the original title was bad enough... :rofl
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    Great report!

    I was at Stead on Saturday for some tech inspection and to shoot some pics. I'll be back there on Friday afternoon. The weather looks very good for the weekend!

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  12. MikeO

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    9th September 2019 - Cont

    Well the sausages served as breakfast tasted a lot better than they looked. But they'd have to, wouldn't they? I have already had several texts from friends in the UK who are concerned about what I am eating...:lol3

    I am going to meander down to Redding, in Northern California, today. It's only about 120 miles by the most direct route, but I don't plan on taking that. I pack the bike up and set off into a reasonably chilly (by USA standards) morning. I stop and fill up with Shell Turbo-nutter premium and mosey out towards the 97...

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    Always time to find and take snaps of a few local landmarks, though...

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    This old girl was in use until the 1950s...

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    Apparently this is part of the Klamath Piano Project...

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    Great mural downtown - I particularly like the way they have built above the buiding parapet to include the F-15's canopy and tailfins...

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    I make my way through some poorer areas of Klamath Falls, to join the 97 and start heading south west...

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    I couldn't really get any closer to this collection of old Detroit steel - any guesses?

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    In a yard just of the 97, this old girl is for sale for $10k, if you fancy...

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    It's a glorious morning, with the horizon lined with huge cumulus clouds over the distant mountains...

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    Traffic suddenly slows ahead. I take advantage of the perfomance of the bike and overtake everything in about two or three manouevres, to find a couple of pieces of farm machinery holding up progress.
    I'm soon past them and have a clear road ahead...

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    I ride through Dorris - and feel a pang of regret that her namesake isn't attached to my handlebars anymore. I have the route programmed into my phone, but I know from past experience that it will eventually overheat and shut down...

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    This chap was driving down the railway track at about 40mph - riding on two pairs of retractable wheels in front of and behind his road wheels...

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    I start climbing and the temperature starts to drop slightly...

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    It's not cold you understand...:D

    My primary camera - an S100 - comes up with the dreaded lens retraction message of doom, so I stop at a convenient rest area...

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    ...to switch to my first reserve (another S100). That's it for the late camera one - I've already had it repaired once and it is now scrap. My cameras have a hard life and do well to last more than a couple of years. I buy them used from eBay and this one has done well - I was using it in New Zealand in early 2017...

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    This sign was on the planted area around the rest stop - anybody know what it means? As a precaution, I neither drove nor parked on it...

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    This is Mount Shasta - looking moody swathed in cloud - it makes a great backdrop to the ride...

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    Onward!

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    As I top the Mount Hebron Pass, it actually does get a bit chilly...

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    Northern California is really beautiful - and I'm reaching the edge of the scrubland now...

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    What a great day for a ride...

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    Nuff said...

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    Look at this beauty - any guesses?

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    Time for elevensies, I feel...

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    It's now back to being warm...

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    A large white coffee and a bear claw sort out the inner man... :dukegirl

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    I pop over the road to buy a couple of souvenirs - you've got to, haven't you?

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    I then avoid the Freeway and make my way through the outskirts of Weed towards the old road to Redding...

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    This splendidly restored old boy was advertising the Mount Shasta Brewing Company - any idea what it might be and what age?

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    I then enter a series of beautiful, quiet and impeccably maintained country roads...

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    ...in fact the only snag with them is the speed limit. It varies between 35 and 45mph. There are a lot of very expensive looking residences off this road and I would imagine the owners are quite happy with this situation...

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    I spot this old pick-up outside a parts store in one of the towns I rode through - maybe he's picking up a headlamp... :D

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    I'm (already) getting tired - plus the phone has (predictably) overheated and is now inside the tankbag, so I join US5 south to do the last few miles to Redding.

    Aren't these Airstream caravans beautiful?

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    As close as you are going to get to a bridge shot today...

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    I arrive in Redding in no time and spot this beautiful old wrecker outside a Chrysler dealership...

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    Isn't that pretty?

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    I was about to ride off when I spotted this old chap on the forecourt...

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    Can't you imagine one of the villains in a Philip Marlowe novel driving something like this?

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    I set off towards my hotel - trying to identify a landmark. I've stayed here twice before, but nothing looks terribly familiar...

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    Fantastic old Pop-art motel sign - I love them...

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    I arrive at the Oxford Suites - and I'm checked in very quickly, then pinch the luggage trolley and drag everything to my huge room...

    I toss my jacket onto the sofa and something hits the floor with a muffled thunk...

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    WHAT

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    FUCK?

    It's the GPS.

    In stare at it for about three days.

    The rear vent of my riding jacket is open and it has apparently fallen out of there.

    The only explanation I can think of is that , when carrying eveything upstairs in Bend, I put the GPS into what I though was an open pocket, but was in fact a vent. This meant that it could travel anywhere within the lining of the jacket, and explains whey I missed it when checking the pockets.

    Well. GOOD! I can just return the new GPS to Amazon the day after it arrives and get a refund.

    Blimey I feel like a right tit... :lol3

    Anyway, back to why I like coming here to stay (and have recommended it to a work mate - Hi Lance :wave)

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    Beer vouchers.

    Plus the breakfast is probably the best I've had when travelling here.

    I unpack my bags - leaving the GPS where it is for now. I don't want to jinx it by reaching for it and finding it's a mirage... :D

    I upload the pics for the day and make a start on the journal.

    What an excellent day :clap

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  13. Drybones

    Drybones Fish bones are on my truck seat cover, too

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    1955 Mercury Montclair Packard and Mercury seemed to have colluded LOL
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    rjnutt Desert tortoise

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    The “Leach Field” contains the buried leach lines from the septic system. Enjoying your report.
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    Leach field.... Where the grass always grows greener and the fruit more abundant....
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    MikeO Long timer Supporter

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    Yep - I think that's it - although, weirdly, I can't seem to find one with that type of two-tone paint...
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    :lol3
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    Mystery aircraft is a Douglas Skyraider. Funky gull wing biplane is a Bellanca Cruisemaster Viking.
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    MikeO Long timer Supporter

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    Try again on the mystery one - it only looks like a Skyraider...

    Top marks for the Bellanca - they had a gargantuan pair of floats for it in another part of the hangar... :thumb
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    MikeO Long timer Supporter

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    Just checked my boarding kennel's webpage - Marnie seems to be having fun... :-)

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