Just over the boarder into California before 2PM. Starting to get a little warm now.
Not to much time for taking pictures but Mount Shasta was out so I had to stop.
Still alot of snow in the mountains even in California.
Weed, hehehe. Couldn't pass up a picture of this after lunch in the little town at the base of Mount Shasta.
After 23 hours on the road finally arrive at the gas station just before Mike's house. My ass and everything else was sore.
Sunset from Mike and Heidi's deck. That power line marks the boarder between the private land and the forest.
Mike and Heidi. They made a wonderful steak dinner Tuesday night which we enjoyed on the deck. The weather was great, mid 60's and breezey.
Cody getting some of the left over steak, he was a very happy dog.
Looks like Mike had a long day at work.
Such a nice view! Looking off into the forest.
Appearantly Mike is now one of those guys that rides with one saddlebag. Must be a California thing.
Heidi and Cody relaxing on the deck.
Just like old times. Mike and Jesse kicking back with beers, laughing in front of the fire. Sure miss hanging out with Mike all the time.
The coffee master at work Wednesday morning. Yummy java! Mike made us a big ol' breakfast before our ride.
Jesse playing in the water on Mike's goose.
Left glove, check!
Black bikes and dust = no good. Mike wiping down the bike. Looks pretty shiny from here.
Lunch stop down in the valley near LA at the Deer Lodge, a big biker hang out. Nice day on a couple big european sport bikes.
If you're gonna hang at the big tough biker spot you've gotta assume the big tough bike tude! Jesse does his best, trying not to laugh.
View of the deck at the Deer Lodge
Starting back up the mountains after lunch. Love roads the wind around the hills like this.
Lots of cool geology in this area. Here is some thrusted sedimantary layers. Heidi said the San Andreaus goes right by where they live.
That is a big all the way round the mountain corner up there.
Jesse on Mike's beemer this time.
And now coming the other way. This corner had 3 or 4 apexes.
It was a really breezey day. The dust was rolling down the dry river bed and looked pretty spectacular.
I think this is the signal for "Lets ride"
Trees growing down in a canyon.
Amazing contrast, arid scrub but in the canyon next to the road lush vegitation and critters.
Bird nests in the walls of the conyon.
This was on a road that has a big closed sign at the beginning but Mike swore it goes all the way through just fine.
On the east side of the hills you're in oil country. Jack pumps everywhere, thousands of them.
This is on the side of the road at McKittrick. The oil just bubbles out from the ground.
And this would be your average tar pit!!! The oil bubbles out of the ground and runs into low areas where it pools. Whatch your step couse the dust hides most of it.
More areas of oil seapage.
Naturally occuring asphalt!
One of the open pits that were dug back in the old days. The oil would be retrieved with buckets. There was still oil at the bottom about twenty feet down.