B-Movie

I have a really hard time trying to take photos while riding. I have to pull out the camera without dropping it, or loosing my gloves. Then I have to turn it on and try to take a decent photo without crashing. The camera also has a small idiosyncrasy. When I pull it out it somehow switches to movie mode. I push the button and get a small, unwanted movie.
Here is an interesting one of Marie. I intended to get a shot of her riding along, but what I got was a very short movie of what happens when a hornet flies down a woman's blouse.

She Floats Like a Butterfly Gets Stung by the Bee

Feather River Ride, Day Two

Morning comes cold, around freezing and it's overcast. Great weather for a motorcycle ride, we just bundle up, saddle up and ride a few blocks for a good breakfast. By the time we leave the restaurant its 41 degrees, and warming.
Our route took us south through some of the great high county of the Sierra. We backtracked into the Feather River Canyon then east to Quincy. Then its meandering Hwy 89 to Truckee. The ride was quite cool but I was comfortable. The engines love the cold air and ran with gusto. We stop in Truckee for a Mexican Coffee a place called The Bar of America. Then we rode around the west side of Lake Tahoe.
Marie and I had to head home, so we split from the group and took Highway 50 west. David and Lynn stayed in Tahoe. Gary, Sherri, Scott and Rebecca rode to their cabin near Arnold via Hwy 88 over Carson Pass (follow the red line on the map).
Marie and I hit Hwy 80 in Sacramento and got home at about 11pm.

Feather River Ride, Day One

Finally, a get-a-way. Every October, Marie and I, go with a bunch of friends on a trip up the Feather River Canyon. At the end of the first day we stay in Chester. In days past we stayed at a little bed and breakfast in Crescent Mills, but unfortunately that place has closed.






Feather River Canyon is like riding in some one's model railroad. The highway and railroad cross each other and the river on bridges and through tunnels. There are dams for power and the water supply. It just looks like something that someone would have on their basement model train layout.
Marie rode her Sportster this year and I rode my Electra Glide, everyone else was two up. Scott rode his Evo with Rebecca. He put on his old seat and I helped him install a detachable backrest as a favor to Rebecca. Gary and Sherri rode their Electra Glide Ultra and David and Lynn rode their Yamaha.
Riding in the Sierra is beautiful but colder in October. The leaves have changed to golden and at times they fall around you as you ride. The daytime temperatures were around 60 degrees but at night and in the morning it's around freezing. Makes the ride to breakfast, brisk, very brisk.

We stay in Chester at a motel and restaurant called The Timber House. The restaurant is built out of huge logs cut end on. They have done a great job of modernizing the decor and the food is very good. The steaks are cooked just right and taste like a good steak should.

Good friends, good ride, good food, what's better than that?