It began for me on Friday morning. Hooked up with Tim at his hotel in Santa Cruz and headed to Carmel to meet up with Roxanne (Eaton flaked on us cuz it was raining ... punk, he did eventually make it down that night and in time for TB3). Weather was fine until Roxanne showed up and brought rain with her
Tim and Roxanne at Cafe Keva in Big Sur ... which was closed due to non-existent rain. We ended up down the road at Big Sur Lodge I believe it was, excellent breakfast there.
Potty break at Hearst Castle.
Pier at Hearst Castle
After this stop, we had an incident with a Rav4 ... guy had some serious road rage issues and we had no place safe to pull off and not get run over. He tried several times to hit us, run us off the road, Tried to side swipe me and threw a slurpie out the window on me and then stopped and blocked Tim and Roxanne (and a long strip of cars as he did a weave maneuver back and forth across both lanes - yes into oncoming traffic). I had to turn around to come back to make sure they were okay and he then crossed the double yellow to attempt to hit me head on. He pulled over when he thought he saw some Rangers, they were a park cleanup crew. We pulled over as well and talked to them to see if they had a radio so we could report the guy in the Rav4, we did not approach him but he was too big of a coward to come out and confront us. License plate reported, probably nothing will come of it, unfortunately this guy is going to hurt someone one day. We refused to let it ruin out weekend.
We stayed at the Santa Paula Inn again this year. Walked down the street during the classic hotrod show to have dinner at Garmen's.
Dinner at Garmen's in Santa Paula with John, Alan, Kris, Bruce and Roxanne. And Roxanne lovely as ever.
Appetizers
That is NOT BOVINE!
And the lovely ladies telling me I am number one ... happens at least once every trip. I think Kris just wanted to get it out of the way early this trip so I would not stalk her for the picture all weekend.
Dublin Stew ... this IS bovine.
Bread Pudding ... this was more than enough for the 6 of us.
M.Brane and Viffrgyrl
I have no idea what was being said, but I bet it was an "exaggeration"
How many hot rod Studebakers do you know of?
Santa Paula Inn
Saturday Morning ... waiting for "the late one" who just woke up. We won't mention her name, but it wasn't Kris.
Hiding from the rain after going over HWY 33. Was very wet, cold and windy ... not really what we wanted to ride in. It felt like winter ... and we never had a winter ... very confusing to us all.
The group at the traditional "farm equipment" rally point.
Old grader that Alan and I were trying to figure out what all the weird gears and levers did.
The group coming to the traditional Group Picture place at the end of Rossi's Driveway. Unfortunately heading up Rossi, M.Brane lost 3rd gear. Just not there anymore. He had to finish up the weekend without it but did not let it dampen his fun. Then a little later it seems the rear main seal on Roxanne's bike decided to let go ... a common issue with K bikes. Then you get oil on your clutch and it doesn't work so well. She finished up the weekend as well and seemed to take it pretty much in stride too. It could have been worse on both counts, but both finished the whole weekend with their issues and got home so all is good.
Micki Bingham and Johnny
The Bovine Dozen
Micki, JO, M.Brain, CRASH, Poach, Viffrgyrl, Pawprint, Turkus, Tim - just Tim, Sprockethead, Ducmonster, 1911
The top of Black Mountain ... I will be posting a video of this "road". When we got to the top, I told Johnny I was confused "Why did you call this a goat road" Did you see any goats? No, you know why? The damn GOATS won't even come of that road" I have a video of it I will post later. Not that bad really unless you stop to realize most of s were on relatively heavy sport or sport touring bikes riding through sand washes.
The Hitching Post ... the highlight of the weekend. The CRASHLING - or off spring, or whatever else he was called, is at Cal Poly so met us here and ate with us ... excellent steaks.
The evening of Barley water imbibing and tall tales. Lots of laughing and fun.
Sunday
Jalama Burger at Jalama Beach .. .WORLD FAMOUS I TELL YOU.
Bruce telling Johnny that he was not eating bovine, and bought himself a lunchable.
Johnny getting ready to take Bruce "Off the Deal"
Sprockethead say that yes, they are THAT good.
So about 1000 miles later, and a lot of fun, laughs and food ... it is complete. Until the next time we get a craving for food.
