Day five: (of riding) after an entire week at our national conference, I was pretty tired and I wasn't sure how long I would sleep on Saturday am, so I told the other two guys to not expect me to rise too early, but hey, you never know. And sure enough at about 5am I was awake and anticipating the beautiful curves of hwy 1 heading north up the SoCal coast. S we packed up and were riding by 6am. Traffic was pretty easy that time of the day, even in LA! And we made it over to the coast by shortly after 7am, and after that I was just enjoying the scenery. Beautiful!
i had talked with a couple other forum members, on this thread, about riding together later in the day just north of the bay area, and I found out rather quickly that I was quite optimistic. Along the way, at a scenic overlook, an Asian tourist walks right up to us offering six tickets for the motorcycle races taking place all weekend in Monterey. What a nice guy! I took the tickets thinking we could either stay around the area an extra day or give them away to someone else as we got closer to the event. One of our riders needed to be back in the office on Thursday morning, and since we were still 3000 miles away from home, we opted to give them away. A we were going through the farmland on the approach to SanFran, there we many sport bikers riding around. Must have been becau of the races. I decided to pull over at a gas stop when I saw a bunch of other riders nearby, and offer them the tickets. They were so grateful as a couple of them had tickets, but several others wanted them. Nice. They weren't going to go to waste.
We pushed on and crossed the Golden Gate in the usual dense fog. It was an earie experience riding across that sweet bridge with just about 20 feet of visibility. Kind of felt like a cool movie scene. After we get free of the fog and traffic opened up a bit I called Ladder106 (Randy), one of the members of this forum who wanted to ride with us, and we talked about how it had gotten too late and we were just going to look for a place to camp, or hotel it for the night. He offered to call some of the local hotels around Santa Rosa for us so that we could continue riding, and I hesitated just because I didn't want to impose on him. After a bit he called back to say that absolutely everything was booked. Seriously?
After a bit more conversation he offered to let us stay at his place. Really? It was getting pretty late in the day, we were getting pretty tired having left LA earlier that morning, and we decided to take him up on the offer. After getting directions and getting turned around at a gas stop for an extra few minutes, we arrived at Randy's place just as the sun was setting. Ad the little road to get there, the Bohemian Hwy, if I remember correctly, was a perfect sunset road to end the day of riding.
You really do meet the nicest people on a Honda! We had a delightful time with he and his wife, swapping stories and enjoying wonderful hospitality. Thanks so much for taking in some fellow riders weary from the day's riding!! We may not have gotten to ride together, but sharing a keel, and our stories, and becoming friends along the way---we just couldn't have asked for anything better.
We took off the next morning and following Randy's advice, we got to enjoy some even more beautiful roads. But that's the next post...