The Major's Ride
Spring sprung with two whole days in a row without rain. WWWobble, assuring us that this was a good thing, suggested a short mid-week ride. So we rode. Well, some did anyway.
Mid-Week Riders Rode.
The absentees however were noticible. Major Wobble, Marco, Bill Grass and
yours truly, appeared. But where oh where were Jon Beining, Randy Bush, Rob
Hyman or Steve Lawrence? (The latter, a resident in Thorton Colorado said
he was ready....)
Where was everyone?
Nobody was 'out', our leader, Major Wobble said this was going to be a
"short" ride. (I gassed in Half Moon Bay at breakfast and was home 190.5
miles later...short?)
The Water/Beach Photo is for Steve.... Play close attention! No SNOW!
Seaside Schoolhouse& Bill Grass
We took George Ruper over this road, only we stopped at a different bridge,
over a different creek. Beautiful spring day, the best we've had (3rd day of
Spring mind you....).
Bill Grass rode with us to Santa Cruz and up Hwy#17 at Scott's Valley before
we left him to attend a Dr's appointment - he had a whole hour to make it
Lorrie!
Bill thus missed the 'Big Wendy', a U-turn I take 'zero' responsibility
for....
Steve's Correspondents....
"Super Bike", who gives a big rat's arse anyway? We come to 'bad road', will
the GS rider venture forth? No! Will the all experienced dirt rider on a
sport Honda venture forth? NO! It takes the oldest of the group, on a faired
RT, to lead them in quest of the really big pot-hole, and a way around the
150' foot mud-puddle surrounded by slippery 'goo'.
Whimps! I ride with 'whimps' I tell ya! Now, if Randy had shown, I know
he'd have stepped right up!
Swanton Road.
Does George Ruper recall?
High atop Loma Prieta...
We rode Summit Road up the crest of the Santa Cruz Mountian, to where it
ended and the road changed names to Loma Prieta, the mountian which gave
it's name to the '89 quake. Quite an assent! The road kept disintegrating
as we assended. At the top it turned to 'dirt', or dirt'n gravel. Being a
real man, (read 'real rider'), I wad not deterred, not like my companions.
The sign did say 'Mt. Mondana 8 miles'. However, only I was ready to
commit. Steve's correspondents did follow - though unwilling to 'lead' -
this on a WWW Wobble ride mind you. 'Sport Touring', harumph!
This picture looks across Monterey Bay, Pt. Lobos is high on the right, the southern 'tip', Wastonsville in the flats, foreground, and Santa Cruz, at 90º to the lens, right.
We rode down this road a couple miles to an open gate that proclaimed the road to be 'Mt. Mondana', but 'private road', permission to pass revocable at any time! I was for pressing forward....but Noooo! The majority (everyone else mind you!), voted for 'Wendy' and back we went... I take zero responsibility for this 'Wendy'....
Marc says:
Chris left out the part where the sign said "No Through Traffic". I was
only thinking of another closed gate far ahead. In an email exchange
Steve agreed with my wisdom, saying: In my experiences, "Private Road" and
"No Through Traffic," together means "Trespassers Will Be Shot."
Photo taken over-the-shoulder...
Now Marco correctly noted, this was a 'Burns Led Ride', but where's the
'leader'?
OKAY MARCO! GOT IT!
Somebody should wave to Marco.....
Marc says:
I was just giving Chris a target. Seems like he had the camera up
there trying to take a snapshot forever.
Wildflowers have started to bloom
At 60 the foreground's a little 'blurred' as it were....