Back in early May, I got on the Guzzi and headed off to CA for the memorial service of a school days friend.
Beauty conditions as I headed out after work, sun and mid 60’s –
Goal for day 1, get to Portland –
Day 2, head for the coast, much better than I5 and much more entertaining –
El Puerco wanted to hit the links, sadly I had to explain that it’s a ‘walking only’ course and that was unlikely given the two wheels. Besides, I left the clubs at home, the dog ate my homework…..
Stelvio called me chicken, I’m not sure –
On to California –
And some rather large trees –
And I do mean BIG –
Get to the Bay Area around lunchtime, and you know what that means? It can only mean one thing –
Managed to watch qualifying with David in Half Moon Bay. Good coffee, good chatter. A couple shots from his camera –
A little family time and the service, and it was off to home and in a hurry. No photos of the trip back. The coast was windy like crazy, and the the I5 from Southern OR to home was a cold, wet drizzle for the most part. By that time I just wanted to get home.
Thanks Marla for letting me meander, for the on the fly map resource, for being the hotel reservation desk. What more could I ask for? You’re the BEST!
RIP Eric. Taken way too soon, you will be missed.