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« on: September 10, 2013, 01:30:26 AM »

Hello all from Montreal (well a hotel room in Winter Park CO)  Lol


(you can follow my progress here)
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First destination of the trip is Colorado.

DAY1: On day one I left Montreal at 11am, took the route south to to get to the US right way. Rode to Buffalo then stayed on the 90 all day long. Over 900 miles done when I went to sleep.

Night before I left Montreal
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Supply run at Kmart in Plattsburg NY(I am getting old)

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Last cup of timmies for a while: At al plaza of 90. Btw they should call I-90 The road of tolls cuz I spent almost as much in tolls as I did in fuel.

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Took a small detour to scope out Chicago. When I got there it was around 2am on a saturday night. I roamed around the city for 40 minutes; Lovely city, I will come back.

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Then I left and got on I-88. I slept off an abandoned/canceled road not far from a flying-J. 22 degrees at night so I slept with just a bag and a tarp. Did not even need to use the tent.

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« Reply #1 on: September 10, 2013, 01:44:12 AM »

Day 2: Hot as hell! 37 degree ALL DAY LONG thru Iowa and Nebraska etc.. The wind was blowing the whole day; it was terrible. My eyes got irritated from the dust being kicked up by the strong winds. Had to swap out the contact lens once or twice.

I woke up around 8 am (3.5 hours of sleep only) That leg of the way to Denver is very boring. Thank god for 75mph limits Bigsmile The power cable to my phone took a dump so I stopped at Best buy to buy one.

Right around 2pm I stopped and took a 45 minute nap at the abandoned summer camp. A few hours later, I stopped to eat at a local gas station. Some cool old dude was there and we chatted for bit while I was getting cooled by the seemed to be the coldest AC in the states (did I mention 37 degrees all fricking day long?)

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Finally I made it! It was around 6pm... I kept riding west hoping to see the mountain range before dusk. No dice.
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When I got past Denver I booked a room at Winter Park up hw 40 and it started rainging pretty bad. It was dark and raining and I was climbimg HW40 from I-70 up to Winter Park. It was dreary because of the hard rain and the temps (5 degrees) The odd thing is that I knew I was in a very scenic area but could not see crap because it was so dark and nasty out.


After all these miles, that bed was worth a milion bucks!
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« Reply #2 on: September 10, 2013, 02:05:20 AM »

DAY 3 : The real ride begins!


I rode the 40 back down to I-70 east and then I got off at hw6/119/7 and headed north to Estes Park. That leg of the ride was amazing. Zero traffic and that road is sublime. Grabbed something to eat at Estes Park and headed west on 34 thru the state park(conitnental divide.) The views were amazing but it was too crowded with tourists to have any kind of fun. Then I rode up 125 wich has some sweepers at first but then its a straight line all the way to HW 14.  14 is a straight at first too but then it becomes this amazing road at the nook/valley of two mountains. At that point it had started raining but the pavement was still dry enough to push the bike some in the twisties. Then I got to 287 at Fort Collins and rode back down to 34; The first 10 miles of 34 from 287 are sweet as well but the road was pretty wet. Funny thing that happened was I got behind a red ferrari Testarosa in the rain and the dude motioned we have a go in the rain. I followed him for a bit then I passed him and he couldn't/wouldnt follow me. It was a little funny. So I rode west all the way back to Estes Park; it had quit raining so I wanted a second got at 7/119 so I headed south. However 5 minutes into that road it started raining HARD. All hopes of semi wet roads were wiped out so I pressed the GO HOME button on the garmin to get to the hotel asap. It was now dark and the rain was getting stronger so with no rain gear.. it sucked. Other thing is that I wasnt paying attention and my Garmins route to get me home was to ride the 34 thru the continental divide road.   EEK!  As I was climbing up the mountain it was getting bad.. really bad. The temps were right a 3 degrees so at one point I thought the rain was gonna turn to snow. Glad it did not. The visibility was 15-20 feet max for a good 5 miles and its seemed to take forever to get thru the divide.


Part of what I rode that day.

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That road that seemed so dreary last night was tarmac heaven in the morning.

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Treated myself to my first real meal of the trip in Estes Park.


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I got excited at the first one but then these were everywhere  Lol

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34 in the park (also the road I rode at night on the way back)


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34
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Can you spot me?

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I forget the location (lake something) I guess that is the picture I would use if I had to sell my bike Bigsmile

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I ventured out a little on dirt road 103 off 14.

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14

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14 again
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Back in Estes Park right before the hard rain started.
 Headscratch
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When I was back at the bottom of the mountain the roads opened up and the rain stalled a bit so I was carrying some speed and this little pucker was chilling in the middle of the road. My presence did not bother him at all; I had to push him out of the way almost.

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This sign summed up how I felt on the way home (youll get this one if you are french Canadian)

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In Granby I stopped for another supply run just before getting to the hotel.
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« Reply #3 on: September 10, 2013, 05:23:57 AM »

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« Reply #4 on: September 10, 2013, 08:10:16 PM »

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Loving the pics
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« Reply #5 on: September 12, 2013, 05:25:04 AM »

Day 4: Today is my last day in Colorado. I woke up at 8:30 but it was raining so I decided to take some time to setup my new Contour Camera.

I left the hotel at 10:30 and made my way down to the interstate via 40 again. It started raining only a few minutes after I got on the road so the ride down the hill was not so nice.

When I got on 70W things cleared up so I decided to take 91 down to 24 and 82 to Independence pass. It was a great ride with little to no rain. Got a few vids on the camera but I am not setup to load/host them up yet... :-(  (If someone is willing to host them for me, send me a pm and I will email you the files.)

Before I headed down 91 I stopped for gas and there was this young hippie kid who was traveling the country hitchhiking. I chatted with him for a bit and bought him lunch because he hadnt eaten yet and did have any money and he seemed like a good kid and not a druggie. Then as I was heading down 91, my SMH5FM quit on me (I think the rain from the day before go to it... it will not charge back up) I will have to look that up; I should have removed it yesterday (I wasnt even using it.. kinda dumb on my part.) Anyway I headed into Twin :akes and there was a cop car waiting for me. Spooked me a little (I was doing 50ish in a 30)but it was a fake cop in a car.


The ride to and thru Independence Pass was superb; there wasnt that many people on the road and once I passed the main overlook, I had the road to myself with only a few cars to pass (I got it all on vid) I did notice however that my bikes rear is way too low once everything is loaded onto it. I did not affect me yesterday because I had left the side cases at the hotel for that ride. I figure I need to crank up the rear shock to get some clearance because I am scraping pegs more easely and the bike sits almost straight when parked (more on that later) As soon as I got into Aspen, it started raining steadily(good timing IMO) so I gassed up and grabbed some grocery bags to wrap around my boots(not waterproof)  I looked silly but it worked; No wet and cold feet.





I headed out on 70W to make my way to UT. The road on I-70 on the west end of Colorado is nice when you leave the mountain range it turns into long sweepers (kinda like the blue Ridge PKWAY) and the speed limit is 75 so at 85-90, it is as fun as it gets on the superslab IMO. The sky had cleared up a good bit but a big storm started near Palisade(~sp). So I got off the highway to fuel up and to take a break from the rain.

I got off the bike and as I was sliding my ATM card in the gas pump  I heard BAM!!! My bike was lying on its side. Too much weight on the rear wich made the bike tilt to the other side. FACK!!! I lifted it up with a few guyz that were filling up their trucks. The brake lever had broken off and theres a few new scratches on the side case wich was already scratched up anyway from the PO. The handguard was scratched up too. Now as I was contemplating this newfound charcter on my bike, the rain started coming down HARD... I got "moody" to say the least. Word of advice when something stupid like this happens to you. Do not try to do something to the bike.. walk away and wait for your temperature to come down. BTW: I DID NOT go that route Bigsmile

I had a spare lever that I had packed so I started working on the bike right away to replace it. Rain was still coming down and my helmet fell off the bike; of course as I was trying to save my helmet from falling to the ground.. the bolt that holds the lever onto the perch fell onto the frame neck and then rolled into the bike between the tank and the frame(aka the Bermuda Triangle of modern motorcycle engineering.)   Many cuss words were uttered and in two languages. As far as I am concerned, that bolt is lost forever Lol Well at least for the rest of this trip.  So THEN, I took my own advice and I walked away from the bike. Lol So as I sat on a park bench 12 feet away from the bike, I looked to my tools calmly and tried to figure out a way to McGuyver my way out of this.

I used an Allen socket as a temp sleeve/pin and I guess that is what will hold the lever on until I get to a dealer to pick up a new bolt. Oh! and on top of that my givi key broke into the lock on the top case, (just the little red plastic part) so now I have to open the top case with pliers and the end of the key. I did hide a spare set of keys IN the bike for this trip but its so far in that I dont wanna go there unless I have to. And still on top of that, the combination on the case that took the fall has changed so I cant open the little trap door anymore on the E41 right side case. So I waited out the rain for a good hour in Palisade then went back on I-70. I made it to the state line and into Utah. The beginning of Utah is 70 miles of nothing, A long straight line with no gas stations, nada.

After a bit I saw a station and decide to pull in to top off. The rain was coming down hard again so I waited it out for another hour. Chatted with the clerk and I decided I was gonna set up camp at the next exit. A state trooper came into the gas station as well so I knew he was around the area. So when the rain stopped I left the station and made my way west to the next exit (its the one that leads to Moab) I saw a service road for the train tracks so I rode 1/4 of a mile in and setup camp. It was alrady 11pm at that point and very dark; there is literaly nothing out there so you get no lighting from any source. Because there is nothing out there I did not want to use the lights from my bike to help me set up camp because I did not want the local state trooper to see me (you can see a headlight for miles and miles its so dark out) so I set it up best I could and went to sleep... Just in time for a big storm. I had my fingers crossed that the rain would not come into the tent (my first time using it) but the Marmot Limelight did its job very well.I am impressed because the rain was intense.

Around 2 am the rain quit... but something else woke up: some creature started roaming around the tent. It did not seem to be a big animal or anything dangerous but it was annoying the heck out of me. It was rubbing against the tent wich was noisy and I was hoping ot would not damage it. After a bit it quit and I fell asleep again.

Leaving hotel in Winter Park

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When you turn on 82 from 91
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He had company

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Idependence Pass

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Aspen

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hmm yeah...

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Not proud but it works

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When it rains...  it pours

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« Reply #6 on: September 20, 2013, 06:28:09 PM »

Many many more updates coming guys. I got tons of pics, a low speed offroad crash video and a crash video from HW 36(my first street crash ever in 7 years of riding) Ill have to do this when I get back home in early oicotber.
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« Reply #7 on: September 20, 2013, 06:43:40 PM »

Fantastic McGyver, be proud Thumbsup
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« Reply #8 on: September 20, 2013, 08:41:07 PM »


Many many more updates coming guys.




:popcorn:  I can't wait for more.

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« Reply #9 on: October 02, 2013, 10:38:01 PM »

Day 5: Vootah  Thumbsup

After spending a night in the tent being pummeled by rain and disturbed by some kinda animal, I woke up to see Utah in the daylight for the first time; it did not disappoint. I took many pics of my camped out setup thinking this would be the pinnacle of the camping part of this trip(would later be proved wrong) I also had a nice view of the hole that the critter who was romaing the tent lived in. As I was packing up my stuff, a rather old school looking train with passengers rolled by (I was in my undies) The conductor blew the wistle just for me and I think the tourists were taking pics of me in nothing but my undies and packing my gear Lol Oh the humanity! So once I was packed up I proceeded to leave the campsite; the desert dirt road I rode in on the night before was now a very wet clay mess. I was riding thru it thinking I was da man but the I hit a low spot on the service road that was p[articulry muddy and I lost the bike. The camera was rolling(Ill update this post with vids once I figure it all out) I picked my bike up (no real damages) , and continued on my way without any other spills (slower pace) When I hit tarmac I made my with to the connector and there were they 3-4 guys test out some new VWs (hybrids) I dunno if they were press or corporate but I came out of the desert, rolled up close to where they were hanging out started narrating to my helmet contour, they were surprised a bit. Dunno whate they thought of me. I let them leave on the highway and then I nproceeded on. I ended up passing them a few minutes later (whatever test they were doing, it was for mpgs I have to bet.

Heading west on I-70, I got on 6/191 northbound, I rode up to price, grabbed some dollar burgers and headed south again. Purposely got lost on what I think is Morhland rd rd (paved at first the dirt) I rode towards the hills and found some type of old abandoned mine road and snapped a few pics. Then I found 10 and made my way towards 31. When I got to 31 there was a big sign that said (road closed 15 miles ahead) I still took it anyway and luckily they were almost done cleaning the landslide when I reach the crew 15 miles away. The great rains that came thru (same storm system that destroyed Colorado) has cased many slides all over the area. Lots of boulders on the tarmac as well.

I rode up 31 and turned east on 264. What a sweet ride that is! Looooong sweepers on the ridge, no traffic, ZERO traffic. I was loving it. The roads up there are of a decent width and allow you to reach some very high speeds while hanging off the bike for longs moments swing sides every 20 seconds or so. Just lazily eating up those long sweepers was super nice. Pavement quality was pretty decent. When I go to the top I read a big group of open range sheep that were being herd(sp) by these really well trained dogs. I was a nice sight. The dogs were patiently moving the herd, no barking, no running. just corralling those sheep to go where they wanted. I stopped nfor pics and took a vid while I was riding thru the crowd.

 


I kept on 96 till I reached theat big lake in Scofield State Park. The I made my way up to Provo, rode 189 an 92. 92 is a super sweet narrow steep road that that runs up then down a mountain. If you have a light bike with some torque to it, you will love this road. the pavement quality is a tiny bit rough but not bad. The Versys 1k was very happy but I would have loved a DRZ400SM on that road. As I was coming down the hill I got behing a Park Ranger in a truck so I followed him down to the end of the road for the last couple of miles.

Then I went by Salt Lake City, took 65 (rode emigration canyon rd) and then made my way north to I-15. At that point I was loosing sunlight so I superslabbed my way to Boise Idaho. All day I closely monitored my rear tire. After only 5 days that tire was complete trash. I took a quick vid of it when I pulled in to fill up in Boise to survey the damages. Once in town, I rented a cheap room downtown near the Kawasaki dealership to egt that taken care of in the AM.

Waking up at campsite:

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Darn thing that kept me up(still have no idea what it was)

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Heading west on I-70

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Lost on purpose

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Open range sheep with their guards

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At the top of 31/264

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92 near Provo

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Don't remember what that road was.

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A vid of the rear in Boise.

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Tomorrow : Hells Canyon
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« Reply #10 on: October 26, 2013, 07:59:18 AM »


Many cuss words were uttered and in two languages.


Being from Montréal, the French part must have sounded like:  'sti d'tabarnac     Smile

Are you going to finish the write up. I saw the video where you went for a slide on the pavement and enquiring minds want to know how you got home.    

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« Reply #11 on: October 27, 2013, 10:50:14 AM »

Yah I just been lazy about it.

Im gonna do the next day soon. An I just added a vid do day 5
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« Reply #12 on: November 10, 2013, 01:17:27 PM »

Day 6: Hells Canyon

After long hours on the superslap the evening before I was now in Boise Idaho. I left the hotel and headed straight to the dealership as my rear was not going to make it to the next big city. Grabbed some Mexican food next to the dealer while they were putting the tire on. As soon as I was ready to go I headed out towards Hells Canyon. The pavement of the road to hells Canyon has a composition like I had never seen before, its as if it was made of billions of tiny roundish pebbles glued together. The feel is a little odd and the grip is sometimes iffy as some of the little pebbles break loose. Your bike also vibrates a little as if you had bad wheel bearings. Its not terrible but it made me pay attention a little more and I did not push the bike as much. When you ride thru this area, it is important to make sure you fill up everywhere you can because stations a few and far between AND some of them were out of gas. When I got to the canyon area I was amazed at the views. Its a great feel to ride thru there because you ride along water and cliffs at all times and previously hidden viewpoints keep on appearing. There was barely anybody down in Canyon, my only company was the many fallen boulders on the road. A few times I stopped to remove rocks off the road. Lots of them were big enough that only trucks could go over them. I made my way to the end of the Canyon, where the dam is. You can ride over the dam and go down below to a concrete boat ramp. When I made it to the ramp it was around 6pm and it had been a hot day so I went for a swim at the boat ramp. The temp of the water was great and the current was no too strong. After a 10 min dip, I headed back on over the dam and made my way to the campsite. I had spotted a flat area on top of a hill on my way down but I was not sure it was suitable to camp. On the way back out I stopped and looked at it and it seemed fine. I removed the cases from the bike and I walked the bike up the hill. It is steeper than it looks in the pics. When I was done, I poured myself some drinks and I just  sat on a rock at the edge and looked at the basin for a good hour and half. It was unbelievably peaceful. There was nobody, no traffic, everyonce in a while, a fish would break the surface to catch a fly. It is going to sound corny but it was special experience for me. I don't recall being as calm and as much at peace with myself as that evening... maybe it was the Jim Bean Lol I did run out Bigsmile For the whole evening, and the whole night, not a single car came thru. It was heaven on earth.



quick map: His the end where the Dam is



Worn Tire in Boise



The Mexican joint next to the dealer in Boise




New tire  Thumbsup





On the way to the Canyon








Getting there  Bigsmile





At the end where the Dam is

Basin



Other side with the boat ramp



Where I went for a swim



Heading back a few miles to the campsite





Different view Points of the campsite









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« Reply #13 on: November 10, 2013, 01:36:38 PM »

Well done, young man! I especially you enjoyed your description of being at peace at that spot. I've done many long trips out there and know exactly how you felt. One hell of an endeavor. You should be proud. Thumbsup
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« Reply #14 on: November 14, 2013, 12:03:54 AM »

Thank you Eric, your post gave me to motivation to add the next day  Bigok


Day 7: North to Lewiston then south to Cascadia State Park

I Woke up to some great weather and a very calm Canyon. I took off around 9:30am 10am, as I was packing up, a fisherman rolled by and gave me the wave and big smile.  When I left the Canyon, I was on the hunt for fuel because my guage was dangerously low. I stopped in what I think is Oxbow but the station was out of fuel. The clerck sayid "no worries the next town over has fuel" So I headed towards Halfway and when I got there, they were shut down because of a scheduled power outage. Attendant tells me I can wait for an hour or so I can get fuel from him... Quite a bummer. With the joke Kawasaki calls a fuel gauges showing no fuel left, I decided to take my chances and I headed west on 86 towards I84. Its a pretty nice road for a bike to stretch its legs; its however a shame I had to ride it in "eco pussy mode" to make sure I was make it to the next gas station. I made it to I84, filled up and bought some junk food. I then went to Enterprise and I headed North to Lewiston. The first hour is a quiet stretch of road that is mostly straight, a goo place to twist the throttle on a high power tourer, but the Versys all loaded is not that great for this job.

When I made it to the Joseph Canyon Overlook I stopped and spotted a couple of riders that were coming from up north : "any cops on the way to Lewiston?" I asked "none!" one guy replied "that road is all yours!" Bigsmile Music to my ears.  Inlove  That road gets really good when you get close to the state line and when you cross it, it becomes the most "perfect" road I have ever been on. Before I get nasty PMs, let me define "perfect". The pavement condition is flawless, the curves are flawless with predictable radius and good straights in between each curve, you can spot oncoming traffic from a long ways away and theres nowhere for cops to hide, ZERO slowpokin' tourists NONE! Barely anybody on that road and the ones that I passed were carrying a good pace and allowed me to pass them with ease. So much fun that road is that I went to the bottom, filled up at a gas station and rode it again a couple times.

After coming down the hill for the last time I had to head west and find my way to Portland. I studied the map of the state of Oregon for a bit then I decided it would be best if I rode south some thru some mountains in Oregon and made my way to Newport instead. Less superslab and my twisties. So I rode 12 to 260/261. I saw a sign for a dam and I decided to go check it out. I was hoping for some twisties but there was none... Sad I also forgot to take pics so I don't even remember what that Dam was. 260/261 is a pretty nice road that is straight with some twisties here and there and the view is quite desolate. Much better than the superslap. I was riding west on it when the sun set and made my way to 395 as the night was setting. 395 Appeared to quite a nice road on my cell and I figured it would be a blast to ride it at night. I know it defies reason but I do love to ride mountain roads at night. You can always count on traffic to be very light and on cops to be minding other things. Of course all of gods little creatures tend to come at you more often at night also and the dew settles on shaded areas... But I still love it.

 I passed a car on 395 and 15 minutes later, I stopped to relax and drink some water. When the car caught up to me, the gentleman stopped to chat. It was a little odd to him that a dude was riding thru there at night so he wanted to make sure I was ok Bigsmile (it was around 10 or 11pm) I  chatted with him and his for a good 20 minutes; they were great folks. Retired and moved to that mountain to be away from it all. Good thing I ran into him because he told me wich towns were gonna have fuel at night. He saved me from getting sidetracked on late night gas station hunts. I rode all the way down to 20 then headed towards Newport. When I hit Cascadia State Park it was around 3am and I was pretty beat. I saw an HOV trail, rode in a few hundred feet and pitch a tent. Another great day of riding over  Razz

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Change of bearing











Camping at Cascadia State Park





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« Reply #15 on: November 14, 2013, 11:52:41 AM »

Really enjoying your report. I rode the same route from Joseph Canyon to 261 and Starbuck last summer. Terrific roads  Thumbsup
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« Reply #16 on: November 19, 2013, 11:20:44 PM »

Thanks Bubba

Day 8 - Newport OR to Klamath National Forest Calif

After a good night sleep I am awaken by a couple of off road rigs riding the trail. It had been a cool night up in Cascadia Park and to keep warm I had lit a sterno petroleum jelly cup in the tent to keep warm. The tent is quite roomy so I lay a flat rock in the tent and I plate the cup on it. It creates just enough warmnt to allow you to go to sleep when the temps dip below 10 degrees. I rode out of the the forest and headed west. I was gonna see the Pacific Ocean for the first time and I was a little excited. When I was getting closer to the coast I kept thinking I was gonna come up on the sea at anytime when I was reaching the peak of a hill. I was getting a little restless and to make things worse I got stuck behind a few RV's. In Newport, I had finaly made it to the coast! It was a little proud for having made it to the other pond on two. This was my first long trip so at every step there was a new milestone to me. I took a couple pics of the sea then I made my way down the Pacific Coast. The PCHW is a nice ride but a mellow one. Theres quite a lot of tourists and they drive quite slow. I came across a vintage moped club(vespas) Looks like they were having a meet in Newport but I would have had to turn around to follow them so I kept headin south. I finaly made it down to Reedsport then veered east on 38. Its a decent road but not a very technical one. Rode that to 138 and then made it all the way to the I5. After a long and boring ride on the superlab I pulled off at Grants Pass. It had gotten dark so  had a cheap bite then headed west on 199 towards California. A few minutes afer I hit the road I hear a big bang from the front of my bike and saw a plastic bottle fly away. It was some stupid drunk teens that had thrown a bottle at me in traffic. I pulled over half a mile down the road to check on my bike. All was fine with it so I called the cops on them and hit the road. Shortly before getting to the California border, I took Rockydale road then I hit Happy Camp Road. What a sweet road that is. There wasn't a soul on ther except a young couple parke off it near the top. Looked to me like they were testing out the backseat but I did not stop to confirm my suspicions Lol At Happy Camp I put some crappy but pricy fuel into my bike at the unmanned gas "station" up there. Took me a minute to figure it out but I made it. It was night and fuel was scarce so I filled the bike up and two 1litre water bottles I was carrying around. In the bungee net they went. It was around 11pm when I hit Scott River road. that road is very narrow and the turns are very tight: supermoto heaven! I rode it at a less than reasonable pace (thank you advmonster lights!) fun fun fun! It was getting quite late so when I saw a sign for a camp(lovers camp) I headed that way. The route to lovers camp is paved for most of the way but eventualy you run out of tarmac. I made it to the camp but because it was a weekend, there was a lot of people camped out already and sleeping... hmmmmok... I did not want to be the asshole that woke everybody up at 1am so I decided to keep going UP the mountain. The higher you go on that trail the crappier the road condition gets, it does get steeper and and steeper as well. At one point as I was going up the road my cell slipped and fell to the ground when I was going 5-10km/h. I wanted to stop and reverse a tiny bit to grab my phone from the ground while sitting on the bike but the fireroad was so steep that even with both brakes on the bike started sliding down the hill I was climbing. I quickly throttled my way out of that mess and I parked the bike in a flat spot higher up the hill. I had to got the my phone by walking down the hill. Being quite far from any help the last thing I wanted to do was slide off that fire road. At night on a fully loaded bike that is somewhat heavy, on street tires... that climb seemed to take a long time... but I made it to the very top finally. Quickly set up camp at the end of the fireroad and went to sleep.

The coast in Newport



A couple miles south of Newport



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Unmanned gas station in Happy Camp






Sweetness in Northern Cali


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« Reply #17 on: November 30, 2013, 10:14:02 PM »

Day 9 - Sawyers Bar Road

The sunrise atop of the mountain was superb. The rays were filtering thru the peaks of the other mountains and it took a very long time for the sun to crest up on over the mountain range. I took my sweet old time to get ready to leave. I rode down the fire road, past lovers camp and made my way back on over Scott River road and finally Sawyers Bar Road. I absolutely love this part of California. Its very remote and quiet and all roads are curvy. Every single road is curvy no exception! Even when you get lost, you are on a great road wich is where I want to be, lost in northern California. Following the advice of some members here http://www.sport-touring.net/forums/index.php/topic,78948.0.html#.Upqg3cRJNi8 and this route thru California delivers let me tell you. Thank you Mrs Dantes Dame!  I followed the directions the best I could but I got lost around 2pm. Before I got lost, I did have the chance to roll thru Sawyers Bar. For a good bit, it follows a river but theres a very steep drop on the south side of the road. Road is twisty and dodgy at times. Theres spots where part of the road has slid down the cliff. A couple miles past Sawyers Bar, I saw my only bear of the trip, a little black fella that seemed to be quite scared of my bike so he ran up the steep hill. I caught him with my camera but the quality of the pictures is not the greatest. A few dozen miles west of there, I ran into a blocked road. There was a wildfire going on so the road was block by firefighters. I was stuck there for about 30 minutes because fires trucks were making their way back and they take up the whole road. While I was resting I saw some pretty sweet helicopters that were carrying water to the site. They were picking up water from the river and lakes and dumping it onto the fire. Some of them had a pump with a hose while others looked like they were carrying clam shells full of water that were removable. Its quite impressing to see how seriously they deal with wildfires in California. Afetr riding out of that area I lost my bearings and  wandered off my planned route. I had no data on my cell and since I was using it to follow the route I took a wrong turn somewhere and that was they end of it. After a few hours riding around trying to make my way to a way point on my route I stopped at a gas station. After a few minutes 3 guyz rolled in on their ST1300 and BMWs. We chatted for a little bit but went out seperate ways because  we were headed in opposite directions. Unbeknownst to me, one of these guys is a member  (ST1300rider) here and I recognized him for a post he made. Small world indeed.  At that point on the trip my front tire was pretty cooked and I had not had a shower since Boise Idaho on the moring of day 6. I was a very dirty and smelly dude. I rode arond the area and got me a 40$ room in Redding. They have a cyclegear there so I made plans to pick up some tires the  next day.

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Top of the road before riding down to swayers Bar





Can you spot the little black bear?



Crossroads




This road is 60 IIRC



Ran into a sweet lot cool olf junk cars








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« Reply #18 on: December 01, 2013, 12:26:50 AM »

Day 10 - HW36 to the coast... day of the crash

After my first night in a real bed in while and a big hearty meal at one of Americas finest (the Internation House of Panckes) Bigsmile,  I headed straight to CycleGear to get a front tire. When I got there they were running a sale on a pair of B-stones. So I picked up a pair and since I could not get them installed right away I purchased a tire mounting prytool and a cablelock to make sure none runs off with my new tires when I am way from the bike. I then hit the evil superslab south down to Red Bluff. Got on HW 36 and I headed west. Boy the bike handled like crap with the added weight on the back. For the first hour or so there werent many twisties so I did not mind the extra weight that much but when I reached Platina I could not stand it anymore... arghh the itch of those sweet curves and that heavy bike loaded up with two spare tires. So I  pulled into one of the pulloffs and rode into the wood a little bit, removed all my cases and hid them behind a tree. Get on that nice road for a little bit of fun.. after a few miles in a right hander I lost the bike, big. It went away from me so quickly that I had no time time to do anything but do the surf and get up routine as a truck is coming the other way. Very luckily for me the truck stops just in time and my bike came to rest just a few feet from the ledge. A quick peek over ledge confirmed that if the bike had gone off it, on a plane I would have come back home Wow

I looked at the bike I surprisingly its not damaged that bad. The brake lever was messed up so I just reinstalled the old OEM one that was missing the end. Theres a bunch of scratches on the bike but its not too bad. I took my sweet old time to get the bike back together and loaded up then I got back on the road. I was going to be running out of daylight soon and I was a long ways away from the Lost Coast.

I rode west on 36 to the 101 North then I took a left on 211 towards Fernadel. The sun was pretty much set by the time I made it to the coast. That stretch of road between Ferndale and Petrolia has amazing vies but god of god the pavement quality is absolutely terrible. I rode into Petrolia at around 9-10pm, pulled into the Yellow Rose bar to grab a late dinner and drown a few drinks, shoot the shit with the locals. When I left the Yellow Rose I ran back north on Mattole rode and pitched my tent by the Pacific Ocean. Camping right by the ocean is something I have always wanted to do and like many things, it was better in my "fantasies" than it was in real life. The Pacific Ocean well... it was anyhting but Pacific.... the wind was blowing really hard all night and the waves crashing up against the rocks was sending moisture into the air. It was windy damn and noisy. But it made for pretty pictures in the morning.



Cycle Gear parking lot in Redding


Dry river bed in Red Bluff




Ranch of HW36




Loaded



The curve that bit the rider



The ledge that nearly swallowed the bike



The machine that could have saved the day was parked



Vid of the crash

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Gas station around Forest Glen



Quick vid of open range beasts while leaving the mountains

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First taste of those big trees



Camping spot








 
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« Reply #19 on: December 02, 2013, 10:49:06 PM »

Day 11 - Petrolia to San Francisco

Terrible nights sleep off the moist loud and windy Pacific. It was a terrible camping spot. I also recommend you not camp there for this reason: at aroun 9:30amm a truck pulling a horse trailer stopped and informed me I was camping on his land. I thought the strip between the sea and the paved road was govt land but it isn't, it part of the farming land so its a private beach. The owner is a nice fella and said he was not mad since I had not made a fire. This is a common theme in California; everybody hates campfires. It was a pretty cool morning and I was getting a little bit of a drizzle in spots. I fueled up in the only station in Petrolia; its an old school pump (regular) that gives you just the liters and they have to multiply it by hand inside in the county store. They also had some pretty sweet home made pastries in there. I then rode Mattole road toward Honey dew. Its a mountain road that has even worst pavement quality as the road between Ferndale and Petrolia. My bike was not happy and parts of the road was muddy. Its the worts road I saw in all of California. I finaly made my way to the 101 and started to make my way down towards San Francisco. The trip make you go thru the Redwood forest. Thoe trees are just beautiful and this time it was early enough in the day that I admire them fully. I stopped to eat somewhere off the 101 and booked a room online (airbnb) in Corte del Madre(across the GG bridge from SF) I made my way down to the room to drop off my luggage's then I rode into SF to go to the dealership to order a few things. You see the Golden Gate so much in movies and in pictures that you cant help but get excited seeing it in real life for the first time. And I was crossing it for the first time a tourist helicopter flew under it the back on over it. Funny timing but it lost some of its luster when I noticed the day after that this helicopter tours the city all day long. So I went to the dealership and unfortunately they had none of my parts in stock; to make things worse they could not get them to me in time before I was to leave town. However I must mention that the service at Missions Motorcycles is outstanding. They went out of their way to help me out even thou I was ordering my parts in San Diego, the parts guy was awesome. I did buy a can of chain lube from them.

Then I rode into town to check things out. First place I went was La Cumbre Mexican food joint that serves burritos big enough that I wanted to baptize mine and it was quite tasty.

I rode around the city for bit and when it go dark I rode back on over the bridge to catch some sleep. The following day I would tour the city all day.


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Crossing Golden Gate for the first time





Between Petrolia and the 101





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Downtown San Francisco

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