The Last Supper

Here we are at the last dinner at our favourite fish restaurant in LA.

A happy bunch just done 5300 miles together and still smiling. No truth in the rumour we ate our way around nine states and one province.

The restaurant was so good we even went back again after Rory flew home. He would have wanted us to.

Last Day Riding

Sunday
Left San Simeon and rode back a short distance to the Hearst Castle, now run by the Californian Parks. Had a tour through the Castle, amazing rooms full of ancient expensive artifacts eg 1000 year old Persian rugs on wall, statues from middle east etc. Just an amazing dream brought to life by W Hearst.

Rode onto sthrn Calif coast. Often saw heavy traffic and miles of beaches with RVs and Vans toe to toe just off the sand. People having a long weekend.

Traffic got more busy as we hit the edge of LA some 90 miles from the city centre.

Found our hotel again the Hocienda just sth of the LAX air port.

Rory flew home on Monday, Hugh to England Tuesday afternoon and Graham to Aus on Air New Zealand just after Hugh. Ken, Paul and Gerald will fly out Wed evening.

More blogs to continue with individual photos and summaries to follow.

Thanks for all those who posted comments.

Regards, Paul and the team.

San Simeon

Saturday Cont.

We start riding the Big Sur below Carmel. It is a coastal road written up in every bikers magazine about this part of the US of A. Even a Californian Highway Patrol man we have coffee with yesterday says we must ride the Big Sur. The name comes from the National park it passes through. It is made of steep coastal mountains with a very winding road (what else) with sharp bends lots of steep drop offs and a packet of challenges for any rider. phots just dont do it justice anbd the best bits are impossible to stop and photograph. We ride as it gets cold and late. The road is about 50 miles long and has many road repair sites with traffic lights. It even had a truck accident and boy was that driver lucky he wasn't at the bottom of the cliff.

Eventually we make San Simeon at 8.45 pm, a bit cold and tired but we did the "Big Sur".

Ken says we only have single beds and all other accom is full. We eventually get portable beds as well. We are a close team but not that close!

Big Sur

Saturday
After Gerald gets two new tyres we head across California to the coast at Monterey.

California is just a busy place with highways full of very fast traffic and lots of fields of trees and vegetables. The view from the bike of the fields brings a lot of comments over the radios from the riders. So much, so busy, so green and lush. Plenty of cheap labor, good soil and fresh water and a ready market. We can only dream.

We get to Monterey and being the Memorial long weekend it is busy. People everywhere so we move onto Carmel. Still lots of people and cars. We find a park and walk for coffee. The place is interesting, full of antiques and art galleries, but must keep moving. Our accomodation is in San Simeon and we have to tackle the Big Sur.

Sequia National Park

Friday Cont
We found the "walk amongst the giants", and spent some time amongst them. Even though we had ridden amongst coastal Redwoods in the first week we experience their true size by walking amongst the mountain Redwoods. The snow lays on the ground and we talk to some young people having a day off. They work taking tourist by horse back into the mountains. Interesting young people in a very interesting place.

We then get lunch at the Ponderossa coffee stop and ride down steep winding hills in second gear and occasionally first dropping around 8000 feet while we go. It takes some time and Gerald nurses his bald front tyre and Paul his front brake only as the back brake has broken.

We eventually get to Fresno late and look for bike help.

Sequia National Park

Friday.
After a nice breakfast and a chat with the locals we ride along the Kern River valley and see countless RV's and tents on the banks of the river getting in early for memorial day long weekend.

We stop to see two kyakers prepare and leave into the fast flowing river near this bridge.

We then climb into the sthn Sierra mountains and it gets cold again. Around 2 degrees for a short ride.

Vegas to Death Valley and beyond

Thursday we leave Les Vegas and ride to Death Valley stopping for b/f at Indian Springs. The wind is strong and makes riding more of a challenge. Late morning we start to descend into Death Valley. What we thought was water or salt turns out to be white sand in all of the tree or so valleys we cross. The wind is getting stronger and raising dust as we pass through Stove Pipes a small village near see level. the temps drop from a cool 12 to a high of 37 in the valley.

We then come to the last valley and see the big back drop of the east side of the Sierra Mountain range, with of course snow on the top of the 9-10,000 feet mountains.

It is colder again as we ride south to get around the bottom of the ranges and rise up to find a small town of Kernville. So small we have to split into two motels to get the rooms we require. In the morning we see fishermen trying to catch trout in the fast flowing Kern River.