Ride to Seattle: March 28 - April 1, 2007
Yep, kids, it's time for another installment of "blog entries by city, state" as I ride to Seattle for a work presentation on Friday.
It occurs to me that I never take trips when the weather is hospitable. It was 36F when I left the garage this morning. Thank goodness for heated gear!
The weather is already making me rethink my intended route. It's 17F at the place I was thinking of staying tonight. I may have to stick close to the 5 after all and save Hwy 97 and anything else east of the Cascades for later in the season.
Isleton, CA. 11:02am, 3/28/07
Knights Landing, CA. 1:19pm, 3/28/07
It's windy as heck today....sort of strange to see whitecaps in the delta.
Colusa, CA. 2:01pm, 3/28/07
Weed, CA. 6:38pm, 3/28/07
But yet I stop there and take a futile photo, every time. Ah well.
Ashland, OR. 9:41pm, 3/28/07
I'm snuggled in at the Standing Stone Brewery in Ashland, about to walk back to my hotel.
Today wiped me out more than 450 miles should have...I think the wind early on in the day really affected me more than I realized.
Medford, OR. 7:12am, 3/29/07
Sunny Valley, OR. 8:58am, 3/29/07
Roseburg, OR. 10:10am, 3/29/07
I've had five people in Roseburg so far tell me "wow, it's cold today," which makes me feel a bit better....always good to hear that I'm not just a wussy Californian. ;) :)
The little espresso stand next to the gas station gave me chocolate covered espresso beans with my mocha, making me think of Yosh.
Bellevue, WA. 10:43am, 3/30/07
This is the Starbucks at Loehmann's Plaza on 128th Ave SW (well, one of the Starbucks in the strip mall, at least), with a T-Mobile HQ building looming in the background.
Yep, this is what I rode 930 miles for. Starbucks and TMO.
Snoqualmie Pass, WA. 9:54am, 3/31/07
Toppenish, WA. 1:42pm, 3/31/07
WA-OR border. 3:11pm, 3/31/07
La Pine, OR. 7:44pm, 3/31/07
I'm confusing the waitresses at the Sugar Pine Cafe by only wanting one of the three optional side dished with dinner. It is pretty cold out; I guess people want hearty warm meals at night in the woods here.
Dinner's here....more in a bit.
Chemult, OR. 8:54am, 4/1/07
In fact, it's much more pleasant a ride because I started the day out with my rain gear on, which really blocks the wind and keeps the warmth from the heated gear in.
Colleen also gave me some large stiff fabric handguards that velcro onto the handlebars, which was a godsend. The Beemer does have nice plastic handguards but they have slots in them for spoilers, which lets cold air through. You can see the larger fabric handguards in the photo.
I stopped for breakfast at the Wheel Cafe here in Chemult and am having fun chatting with the waitress. She grew up in the southern Santa Cruz mountains, so we've been swapping stories of Loma Prieta and Los Gatos and mountain lions in the hills. This region of Hwy 97 feels very culturally similar to the southern Santa Cruz mountains. People are a little bit hippie and a lot bit hardy, with a strong territorial undertone.
They're friendlier to strangers here in Chemult, probably because the closest big cities are Bend and Klamath Falls, both about 70 miles of forest wilderness away. In the Santa Cruz mountains, the locals always look at us South Bay riders like we're going to run over their dogs with our dualsports and pour gasoline on their houses. Which, I suppose metaphorically, we are.
Collier State Park Logging Museum, Chiloquin, OR. 9:56am, 4/1/07
OR-CA border, Hwy 97. 11:04am, 4/1/07
Oh look, I'm back at work. 10:28am, 4/2/07
I didn't post much yesterday because, frankly, I was on I-5 and it was boring.
The most interesting thing that happened all day was that, outside of Benicia, I was riding behind a Miata, who was in turn behind one of those 8000 year old camper trailers that might have once been white but has turned nicotine yellow over the years. Anyway, the Miata and I were stuck behind the camper in the righthand lane because we were both waiting to take the next exit.
And then the camper exploded.
The best I can figure is that the high gusty winds caught a piece of siding and ripped it free. All I know is that suddenly a door and siding and wood shards and insulation was flying back at me.
The camper pulled over right at the exit and the Miata and I made our planned stop at a gas station. "Wow, that was exciting", the Miata driver commented to me as we got out of/off of our respective vehicles. Neither car nor motorcycle were harmed at all; I think we both were far enough behind the camper that we just ran over some insulation and wood pieces.
So that was about it.