A few pics of my own. I rode up on Sunday to meet Sir Richard Bluestreek and FJRonamission(Brian) in Quincy
Here we have a great beginning on the Feather? River. Could be the Feather. Might not be. I was busy enjoying the ride. Can't be bothered with particulars. All I know is it ain't the Mississippi.
Here the gang meets for breakfast.
A while later, after bidding goodbye to Steve and Cindy, Fairlaner, FJRonamission, and I head up HWY89 to Lake Almanor
I think it was Lake Almanor. I know it wasn't Lake Michigan.
We arrive in Red Bluff. I think it was Red Bluff. Well you get the idea. I wasn't sure because everywhere I looked I thought I saw Bustanut. We finally hook up with OM and as you can see from the following, it is no wonder Anne Marie is secretly in love with OM. Or at least his pasty white legs.
A little pocket pool anyone?
Finally, I paid OM $20 to take a keepsake photo of me in front of the infamous sign. You can see from the quality of this picture, the framing, the lighting, the fill flash, etc. that OM obviously pays a professional photographer to tag along with him for his less than professional Ride Reports. Gambling in Casablanca; I'm shocked, shocked!
All in all a great ride. My first time on 36. It sure didn't feel like 140 miles. It went by so quickly. There was something for everyone. Whoop de doos, sweepers, tight twisties, even a goat section or two.
Thanks Toecutter for a great pace. Another 1-2 MPH faster and I think we could have lost OM. Maybe next time.
And thanks Richard and Brian for a most entertaining night with Colleen.