Ride Dec 30th, 2011
Day 7
Started as a nice sunny day in Arroyo Grande. I rode a mile or so to Pismo Beach to meet two fellow FJR Forum members for a day of riding.
Joining me were airhead#124 and Khunajawdge. Both live not far away.
The plan was to ride to Paso Robles and meet up with another rider.
Airhead#124 mentioned that there was fog this morning, north of San Luis Obispo, but was confident it would burn off as the day went on.
I had to believe him, what the hell did I know about fog in Central California. Well I learned a lot today.
The fog ended up being not so much of an issue. But I learned that on a foggy day, anything north of the Cuesta Pass at San Luis Obispo is ten degrees cooler...instantly.
We rode to Paso Robles and met another rider, Peter, who would join Airhead#124 and I for the jaunt northward. He was riding a pristine burgundy Honda 700, the new touring model.
Khunajawdge had to leave us at this point for an appointment, so three of us headed north from Paso Robles up Indian Valley Rd, following the tour guide Airhead#124. There are no photos of this road, as I shot video of the event. Peter and I spent the time trying to keep up to Airhead #124 through the twists and turns of the road through the Valley, with a slow deceptively high climb to over 2000 feet.
The fog burned off as we continued to ride.
At Hwy 198, Peter bid us farewell, and the two remaining riders made good time up Hwy 25 through a beautiful valley, with mountains and hills on each side. Again no photos, just video.
Our destination was San Juan Bautista, a small historic town, with a great little German restaurant right downtown.
Amazing how the pace increases when food is waiting at the other end.
downtown San Juan Bautista
parked in front of our German restaurant. The schnitzel was perfect.
We looked at the historic Mission
Airhead#124 on his Airhead. The FJR was getting new shoes.
you can still tie a horse to the front of the hotel
After leaving San Juan Bautista we followed as many "G" rated highways or routes as possible. G17, G19, G14 allowed us to avoid much of Hwy 101.
The advantage of riding with a local became apparent when we pulled into a Mission somewhere on G17. Airhead#124 knew where all the public washrooms are in Central California, and we pulled up to a washroom that I would have ridden by had I not been following my guide.
I took a few photos of the Mission, dating back to 1791.
Mission Nuestra Senora de la Soledad.
A bell, original I suspect.
After the emergency stop, we motored home.
All in all, a great day in Central California