Oh yeah, I did two trips to San Fran. Second one was a 800 mile loop.
Another 1000 miles down.
Unfortunately, the clouds were hangin' too low and scraped across the mountains, emptying their contents all along my ride; north of Bodie all the way to Lake Tahoe and from Lake Tahoe all the way down past Bishop. Stoimin'/rainin'/frownin'.
There was a (small) rockslide on the road next to Mono Lake.. instead of just driving around it (there was NO on-coming traffic), the lead car in the pack I was approaching slammed on their brakes and stopped completely in the road. At this point, I was ignorant of the rockslide. The road was a river at this point, and I hit my brakes hard, but not that hard.. and there goes the rear end. The back tire wanted to catch up with the front by coming around my left side; here's the wind-up and the pitch.. didn't happen. Right as it caught traction again the bike snapped into a wicked shimmy that I had to dance on top of to control. It was all over in about 1.5 seconds. Thank God for my following distance. I stopped with space to spare. Pulled over at the next gas station where some Harley riders were taking a break and we laughed about the "pucker factor."
Made it home in one piece; to ride again..
Think I'm going to go to the Pleasanton airhead tech day next weekend..
P.S. If you haven't hit Marin and Sonoma Counties (North of San Francisco along the coast) yet, you should. There's great roads up there.
Jeff in W.C.
1988 R100 RT (the other woman)
"I got my motorcycle jacket but I'm walking all the time." Joe Strummer
Well, my riding over the weekend was probably my last for California. One of my brothers came into town last night and is exploring on his own today and tomorrow.
I'm putting my motorcycle and all my junk (computer, cameras, dishes, clothes) in the back of my truck and driving to St. Louis on Saturday. Half-way point is somewhere in New Mexico. New Mexicans (is that what they're called?) out there want to offer my brother and I a floor to sleep on?