It appears they're taking the popular "Farmland Tour" northwest of Sacto.Niehart must be leading.
Looks like they're in Fairfield on I-80 now. Poor *******s. All that cow and sheep ogling has probably caused them to miss their window for light traffic approaching Santa Clara. It's Friday afternoon, after 4 pm and they have to get through the east bay and Santa Clara valley traffic still. At least they aren't going the other direction or doing this an hour later, but it would have been a lot easier an hour earlier. Cold alcoholic beverages will be required.
We finally got to Hwy 70 at about 3. A gaggle of motorbikes were coming out of the canyon as we are going in. We get to the first bridge, and whatta you know? Entire 4 lane road is freshly paved, and not a soul on it except us.
It's like Hwy 70 got a call:
"Yes...this is Hwy 70.
Three of you? From the PNW? Niehart is with you? You haven't seen sun for 40 days?
Well, we'll have it freshly paved when you arrive."
So at the end of this freshly paved paradise, we get stopped for road construction and weasel our way up front behind a Gullwing and an 1200RT. We wait for like 20 min, all the time thinking it's gonna be real late when we get back to the hotel. But the wait just served to clear out the traffic in front of us.
Seventy miles later, Panman finally slows down when Quincy's finest gives him the red and blue "welcome to Quincy" light show. He's at least 20 over the limit.
He's got a big **** eating grin on his face from having knocked off 70 miles worth of twisties at highly illegal speeds. His two PNW mates are waiting for him 10 miles back at the turn off to Greenville, which he's missed cause he was having so much damn fun.
Panman has little to say for his excessive behavior. It works. The friendly officer points him back towards the correct route back to Yreka and tells him he'd better hurry if he wants to make it there before midnight. And mind the speed, please.
No ticket.
Panman meets up with the PNW crew, who are also sporting ****-eatin grins.
The Gullwing and the RT ride by about 20 min later. They are in awe.
They make it back to Yreka via 89 at least an hour ahead of schedule.
Georgie is waiting at the hotel when we arrive at 8 p.m. He's had a shower, a nap, washed his bike, cleaned and hung dry his "man-t-hose" and even caught an hour of Ophrah's farewell show.
Life is good. For Georgie. For Panman. For the PNW crew.
Thanks to everyone who showed up and made this happen. For Tyler in planning a great event. And for Wheatie, deciding to head out to Cali in the first place.
More to come on RR when I rest up.