Monday, September 13, 2010

We had such a great and relaxing time with our family, it was hard to leave.   We’d like to thank John for letting us stay at his place! In fact, after loading up our stuff, Jerry looked at Greg and said ‘Well, back to reality.’  Which Greg took as quite ironic since he was insinuating that getting on our bikes and riding all day is ‘back to reality.’   What he meant by it though is that the party is over and we’ll be leaving our comfortable ‘resort’.  You can tell it’s been a long adventure when the adventure is becoming the norm!  So what does it mean when we return home…?

Setting out for the day.

Setting out for the day.

Since today was only a 320 mile drive, we took our time and enjoyed the ride.  We avoided major highways and major traffic by driving on smaller highways parallel to I-5 until we arrived in Redding.  It was over 90 degrees and clear skies.  It’s been a comfortable ride so far, but now for the fun part through the Trinity National Forest using Highway 299 from Redding to Arcata!

What a great time it was as we weaved left, right, up, down, up-down-and-around for over 100 miles.  It’s a delightful feeling as if you are zooming around a go-kart track at high speeds with no flagger to tell you to slow down.  Even the truck drivers were nice today and pulled over for us as we got close and let us pass.  The sky was dark blue with only a few wispy clouds to add some depth for our pictures.

Lean like cholo.

Lean like cholo.

We fought the heat by taking off all our leathers, putting our visors up, and driving really… safely.  Having to stop a few times for road construction, we received a message from Greg’s old roommate, Malinda, who was letting us set up camp at her place that said something like “… it’s too bad we don’t have better weather, but that’s Humboldt…”.

Enjoying the nice weather before it turns.

Enjoying the nice weather before it turns.

Jerry and Greg look at each other… better weather? … What is this crazy woman talking about, the weather is wonderful!! We always tend to do this, but once again, we spoke to soon.  In the distance we could see clouds forming over the mountain peaks.  We drive not more than 15 minutes, and the clouds are upon us, and then the temperature starts to go.  The temperature changed from the mid-80s to the mid-50s in a few miles as we dropped altitude.  Malinda isn’t so crazy after all, and it’s us that’s ignorant.

We dropped into McKinleyville and had to suit up to keep warm in this new climate.  After getting lost and driving down a gravel road for a few miles, we eventually found the right path and headed down to Malinda’s pad.  Which we must say, is awesome.  An ancient house that feels like a cabin, looks aged from the outside, but looks like a ski-resort on the inside.  The place feels homey, comfortable, and full of life.

We found her street!

We found her street!

Once the Malinda and her roomies (sister Rachel and David) got off of work, we all met at a local brewery and played some pool, ate some dinner, and before departing even sang some karaoke.  Greg, Rachel, and David put on their finest vocals while Rachel gave a jig.  It was a fun night, and we’ll have to get the pictures from Malinda!

Back at the house, we hung out for another hour, and crawled into our sleeping bags for one of the last times.