Today we got up earlier than we normally have been getting up. I think we were all eager for home. As fun as these trips are, it is always good to come home to our families and sweethearts (And in Kent’s case, his dog).
After having our showers this morning, and getting packed up, we had breakfast at Mickey D’s (McDonalds). It became one of our favorite stops. Probably not a good thing.
Speaking of McDonalds, did you know that the very first McDonalds opened where I grew up in California? In 1953 Mac (I wonder what food item is named after him) and Dick McDonald opened the first franchised restaurant in Downey, California, right next to Bellflower. I can remember going to this McDonalds when I lived there.
After McDonalds, we set our GPS for “home.” We made pretty good time, reaching home base in about 4 hours.
Looking back on the last 7 days, we had several “first’s” on this trip: Adam’s bike ran out of gas; breathing toxic smoke from Yosemite’s largest forest fire on record, as well as getting up close and personal with the fire; riding on some of the twistiest roads in the US. (I seriously think we encountered about a 1,000+ curves on this trip. My front tire is proof. It is completely bald on the left side. Must have turned more lefts than rights)
So, as we conclude another journey on our iron horses, the fun of the trip isn’t necessarily in the route or the scenery, it is in the companionship of the guys. We have good times laughing and experiencing the adventure together. I personally appreciate the relationship I have had with my riding buddies. They are fun to be around, as well as safe and cautious in their riding. We’ve never had any accidents or issues due to exceeding our risk limits, except for an occasional tipped-over bike. And I do believe they enjoy having an old guy to keep them in check.
I’ll now close the book on this trip to the Northern California Coast.
…until the next one.