9/11 – Lane splitting!!
93 miles. If I were a cat, my tail would be puffed out super huge the first moment I pulled in between the lanes. After a while though, the freeway became one huge, moving obstacle course and it was super fun!...
9/10 – It’s been so long…
I think I forgot how to kungfu....
9/9 – Costco, horrify and amaze
Every summer growing up, my family would return to the US for appointments with our doctors, dentists, optometrists, and our annual trip to Costco. We carried an empty suitcase for the expressed purpose, and our stay with family in the Bay Area wasn’t complete without buying in bulk from...
9/8 – Homeowner returns
I had sort of settled into Kevin’s place before he even got home. Yay, family!...
9/7 – Tourists one more day
111 miles. Giraffe’s flight was bumped, so I rode into San Francisco to get touristy. The hills are intimidating. There were motorcycle parking spots on some of them, but the bikes perched in those spots seemed to defy gravity....
9/6 – To the West
227 miles. All this time, and I still feel a little nervous before riding anywhere. Giraffe and I picked up my scoot and he followed me to Stockton before parting ways. For what it’s worth, it kind of sucks to literally ride into the sunset. It’s very hard to...
9/5 – Mesquite Dunes in Moonlight
Other activities included a stop by Badwater Basin (120 F), and poking around ghost towns Rhyolite and Ballarat. If it had been another time of year, I would have preferred to take the scooter. But for right now, AC in the car is totally alright. Also, I can’t listen...
9/4 – No Bugs At All
I’m used to being devoured by insects when doing anything camping related out in the open, but tonight was so still Tim and I fell asleep with the van open. It’s nice and cool at altitude. My shampoo bottle popped from air pressure. Lots of scenery today, including a...
9/3 – Natural Playground
For this leg of the journey, I’ve joined up with Tim (the Giraffe). Sadly, I opted to leave the scooter at his friend’s home – the front end wobble is tiring me out, it’s first on the list of things to look at once I reach the Bay Area....
9/2 – My helmet smells like…BBQ?
161 miles. I think it was from smoke from the campfire in Leggett, but I couldn’t tell the day before because everything smelled like smoke. Or it could be that it felt like I was about to burst into flames, like any of the dry shrubbery I rode through...