My journey would take me from Sunnyvale to Lake Tahoe
and then to San Diego and finally home to Sunnyvale.
Lake Tahoe was the fun part and San Diego, the work part.
On Saturday, June 5th, I headed up to Lake Tahoe to marshall
my first bike ride. America's Most Beautiful Bike Ride -- Lake Tahoe.
The ride is 72 miles total with an optional 28 mile detour to
Truckee. Others opted for a 42 mile option. Oh, these are the
pedal variety bikes. I was sure glad mine was the throttle
Four of us rode as marshalls. Our job was to keep riders to
the right as much as possible, to aid with any emergency and
to relay information from the course to the rest stops. Total
riding for the day? Twice around the lake and twice up and
back on the East side of the lake. Not bad.
This was the first long ride for many of the riders. This was my
first ride as support motorcyclist.
I was introduced to the ride on one of the other boards I read
by a 200,000 mile kinda guy, John Ferris out of Reno. I'm sure
glad I replied to John.
Our weekend started with a meet at the Econ Lodge in South
Lake Tahoe. John told me there'd be a bunch of bikes there and
we both thought bicycles. Was I surprised when I pulled into the
lot and was greeted (warmly too) by two guys named "chewy"
and "Ice" from the Iron Souls MC club out of Oakland, CA.
A teaser shot from Hwy 50 as I was coming into Tahoe.
John and his wife Jean arrived a bit later on their R bike. Bought
new in '92 and now with over 184,000 miles on the clock. They are ridin'
fools (I think they're on the road as we speak).
I looked forward to the ride and the opportunity to take a lot
of pictures. But riding slow doesn't lend itself to one handed
riding amoungst bicycles that are bound to dart in and out.
A view of the registration desk at O'dark thirty.
Here's a view of the lake from the East looking West.
The riders started about 45 minutes ahead of us. We followed
at intervals and continued around the lake from Stateline, NV
heading clockwise around the lake.
Our biggest challenge came at the North side of Emerald Bay
as the riders bunched for the long climb. Traffic had come to a
halt and was eventually stopped by the CHP to allow the riders
to negotiate the tricky climb that is the North side of the bay.
Without the huge orange signs, I doubt they would have let
us through. We made our way through towns of Tahoma,
Homewood, Tahoe City, Incline Village, Round Hill and eventually,
back to Stateline.
Here's a view of the Tahoma Grocery where I stopped for a quick
Someone must be putting on a production of the Sound of Music
The finish line
In all, riders totalled 3,500 and together, they raised over
$7,000,000 for the Lukemia and Lymphoma Society.
Monday morning, I headed South on 395 for San Diego where
a week of excitment would greet me at work. If you haven't
ridden 395, it's a beautiful ride. Along the way, I stopped ever
so briefly at a place called Manzanar. Many will recognize it as
a former Japanese internment camp. If you have the chance,
do visit. It is a powerful place.
Getting ready to leave Tahoe
Mammoth Lakes Bakery
Looking back towards Mammoth
In the Neighborhood of Mt. Whitney
And finally, the view from my hotel
While I was in San Diego, I did have the opportunity to see
several riding friends and to have a little pizza dinner with them
The ride home was more of a forced march (my choice) since I
was beginning to get tired from work and having been away for
the week. I headed up 101 at full speed arriving home in the
Certainly a great way to enjoy the weekend, a great way to start
the week and a great way to end it--riding!
Till we meet again,