Nemo Brinker
Tonight we ride
Thanks, you guys. I dig seeing everyone's widely varying photographic perspectives.
Yes, let's do it again!
Yes, let's do it again!
Paso Robles Pit Ho Rally Pics
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NowDatsLivin
Noob in Training
Good stuff, you got to so many places I would have liked to. Thanks for sharing the juicy tidbits!
yama-emma
bubble bubble bubble
Your photos are awesome. :thumbup
They are seriously motivating me to get friend for the R6 that likes to go off the pavement.
<starts cruising 'for sale' threads>
NowDatsLivin
Noob in Training
Saturday Pit Ho pics
Installment #2 ...
On Saturday I’d intended to ride with Kurt’s goaty gang...back in the day I lived in SLO during my CalPoly years and was looking forward to revisiting some of the area highlights. But somehow between breakfast and “20 minutes” I missed that boat. But all was not lost, Budman's group was soon to depart so I jumped at the chance to ride a different ride today. Now how often do I get a chance like that?
It was a super sweeper day, tried to learned a thing or two about those doggone sweepers…but I still don’t quite get it. Oh well, guess I better keep practicing now and then, maybe it will click one of these days ;-P
Busted into Mark's conversation here, cool hangin witcha, hang loose brah!
This vast plain didn't have many (any?) trees, corners or other sight-blocking obstacles, so covered some ground at a fast clip. Well at least for my usual style this pace was def brisk, and I was amazed to see how much gas the 599 was guzzling. Thanks Butch and Nathan for helping wire up my chain-guard, the bolt apparently bounced out on Friday’s ride at some point. It's still hanging on just fine... yeah I better get that replaced asap.
Enjoyed chatting with alla you cool cats at our pit stops...well-timed, I might add.
Was gonna delete this accidental shot but ended up liking it, even if only to snicker at the handicapped plate...and I'm not telling what his handicap is. ;-O
Some of the guys’ bikes had all the gadgets you could shake a stick at, but at this gas stop in Taft, they whipped out an old-skool paper map to consult on our route. There are times when ya just wanna ride alone, and other times, like this, that it is so nice to leave the route-finding to someone who’s got it all figured out. Let me take this oppty to thank you guys for that. I believe it was a community effort, well-executed.
While you guys were busy route-finding, I was apparently busy scouting out the ice cream opportunities...every day is better if there's ice cream involved, right? Activities to the left and right were well under control, so Frosty King was all mine...and squarely in my sights. Mmmmmmmmm Frosty King me loves me some frosty cone action!
Can haz strawberry-flava cool drippy mess would have to wait for the ride home tho.
We rode and rode for miles, whizzing past oil derricks, carving canyons, and rode up into the high desert and finally into the Angeles Forest lands. We stopped for lunch at a little town not far from Frazier Park, “Pine Mountain Club community”. There was a carnival atmosphere with the annual Lilac Festival weekend underway. Saw an arealist chick doing a ribbon dance, and all manner of interesting arsty and oddball booths…me? I was in search of ice cream, as usual, and of course.
Looking for a shorter bathroom line I came across this old VW and it literally made me laugh out loud (yes LOL). I dunno who is this M Jaynne, but it was a very sparkly and obviously custom paint job, and it reminded me of when I was a kid and my folks had a similar (but even older) bug -- me and my lil sis would crawl up into that little cubby hole under the rear window and chill out and watch the world go by. We loved it…I’m sure today folks would have a spazz attack if you put a kid in there…but we survived just fine.
All of us piled onto the pizzeria's deck and enjoyed a real relaxing lunch, a perfect shady spot in the pines.
Better angle maybe…good eats, good peeps!
Budman is that your "come hither" smile or what? ;-)
Tried to get a snap of everyone there, credit where credit is due…high country survivors that we were.
We were mesmerized by the iPad app used here as a helicopter controller...Nathan kept us entertained at many stops with this dual-camera-laden flying rig buzzing to n fro.
And someone's gotta get a shot of the other photographers...
We just finished teasing him so hard about the pizza (just out of the oven) being bloody hot ... and with his blistered tongue he took it all in stride -- what a good sport!!
Wish I had a decent shot of the tight twisty section of 229 known as Rossi’s driveway, that slice was just so nice I just had to savor it TWICE. I mighta gotten a little greedy there for a minute--it was just so VERY FINE.
Da-yummmmmmmm! Accent on the YUMMM-- if they have a track like that somewhere – people, please let me know. Frugal as I am, yes, I’d pay to ride that kinda road for hours on end! Ueber-fun curvy bank-a-licous, nicely crowned, fresh-n-lovely full grippage pavement, and dash of vertical, it was just pure playtime pleasure!
Ya can't say we didn't thoroughly enjoy the ride that day. :love
Sheesh, I sure did.
Installment #2 ...
On Saturday I’d intended to ride with Kurt’s goaty gang...back in the day I lived in SLO during my CalPoly years and was looking forward to revisiting some of the area highlights. But somehow between breakfast and “20 minutes” I missed that boat. But all was not lost, Budman's group was soon to depart so I jumped at the chance to ride a different ride today. Now how often do I get a chance like that?
It was a super sweeper day, tried to learned a thing or two about those doggone sweepers…but I still don’t quite get it. Oh well, guess I better keep practicing now and then, maybe it will click one of these days ;-P
Busted into Mark's conversation here, cool hangin witcha, hang loose brah!
This vast plain didn't have many (any?) trees, corners or other sight-blocking obstacles, so covered some ground at a fast clip. Well at least for my usual style this pace was def brisk, and I was amazed to see how much gas the 599 was guzzling. Thanks Butch and Nathan for helping wire up my chain-guard, the bolt apparently bounced out on Friday’s ride at some point. It's still hanging on just fine... yeah I better get that replaced asap.
Enjoyed chatting with alla you cool cats at our pit stops...well-timed, I might add.
Was gonna delete this accidental shot but ended up liking it, even if only to snicker at the handicapped plate...and I'm not telling what his handicap is. ;-O
Some of the guys’ bikes had all the gadgets you could shake a stick at, but at this gas stop in Taft, they whipped out an old-skool paper map to consult on our route. There are times when ya just wanna ride alone, and other times, like this, that it is so nice to leave the route-finding to someone who’s got it all figured out. Let me take this oppty to thank you guys for that. I believe it was a community effort, well-executed.
While you guys were busy route-finding, I was apparently busy scouting out the ice cream opportunities...every day is better if there's ice cream involved, right? Activities to the left and right were well under control, so Frosty King was all mine...and squarely in my sights. Mmmmmmmmm Frosty King me loves me some frosty cone action!
Can haz strawberry-flava cool drippy mess would have to wait for the ride home tho.
We rode and rode for miles, whizzing past oil derricks, carving canyons, and rode up into the high desert and finally into the Angeles Forest lands. We stopped for lunch at a little town not far from Frazier Park, “Pine Mountain Club community”. There was a carnival atmosphere with the annual Lilac Festival weekend underway. Saw an arealist chick doing a ribbon dance, and all manner of interesting arsty and oddball booths…me? I was in search of ice cream, as usual, and of course.
Looking for a shorter bathroom line I came across this old VW and it literally made me laugh out loud (yes LOL). I dunno who is this M Jaynne, but it was a very sparkly and obviously custom paint job, and it reminded me of when I was a kid and my folks had a similar (but even older) bug -- me and my lil sis would crawl up into that little cubby hole under the rear window and chill out and watch the world go by. We loved it…I’m sure today folks would have a spazz attack if you put a kid in there…but we survived just fine.
All of us piled onto the pizzeria's deck and enjoyed a real relaxing lunch, a perfect shady spot in the pines.
Better angle maybe…good eats, good peeps!
Budman is that your "come hither" smile or what? ;-)
Tried to get a snap of everyone there, credit where credit is due…high country survivors that we were.
We were mesmerized by the iPad app used here as a helicopter controller...Nathan kept us entertained at many stops with this dual-camera-laden flying rig buzzing to n fro.
And someone's gotta get a shot of the other photographers...
We just finished teasing him so hard about the pizza (just out of the oven) being bloody hot ... and with his blistered tongue he took it all in stride -- what a good sport!!
Wish I had a decent shot of the tight twisty section of 229 known as Rossi’s driveway, that slice was just so nice I just had to savor it TWICE. I mighta gotten a little greedy there for a minute--it was just so VERY FINE.
Da-yummmmmmmm! Accent on the YUMMM-- if they have a track like that somewhere – people, please let me know. Frugal as I am, yes, I’d pay to ride that kinda road for hours on end! Ueber-fun curvy bank-a-licous, nicely crowned, fresh-n-lovely full grippage pavement, and dash of vertical, it was just pure playtime pleasure!
Ya can't say we didn't thoroughly enjoy the ride that day. :love
Sheesh, I sure did.
flying_hun
Adverse Selection
Was gonna delete this accidental shot but ended up liking it, even if only to snicker at the handicapped plate...and I'm not telling what his handicap is. ;-O
I'm pretty sure he has more than one handicap, Nicki.
Probably more than we have the time or patience to list. :laughingNice pics and story! :thumbup
flying_hun
Adverse Selection
Yeah, there's a guy in El Sob who lost one leg below the knee and still rides. I've known other riders with significant mobility issues - enough to need a cane or a crutch - who still ride.
Marcoose
50-50
At first I thought it was the Thursday night redneck abduction ship coming for you
, but after careful examination, it's the reflection of the light fixture behind you. Next rally's supper is a cheese fondue. Stay tuned.
flying_hun
Adverse Selection
There were many, many routes taken by the different parties. I'm not sure all routes got captured.
NowDatsLivin
Noob in Training
Installment #3 - Last batch o pics ... finally!
Hiya boyzzzzz n grrrrllllzzz!
Well it was nice to see all youz folks out at the Junction, and Budman n Butch on top of old Hammy this last Sunday...reminded me that I never did post installment #3 of the Pit Ho Rally ... including the Butch and BARFANDEL shot!
So here goes, go ahead, call me a supreme lagger ... then enjoy a few memories...[snickering]
After that long ride out to Pine Mtn and back...well I had to get a little more. Same thing happens to me at home, at the end of the ride, I have this serious urge to go hit Redwood Rd. What the heck, why, dunno, it's like I gotta go have dessert or something.
Anyway, it had been a darn hot day, we'd logged quite a few miles and while others were chatting by the pool, showering and getting gussied up I found a sweet little twisty creekside road "Peachy Canyon" that meandered along little vineyards, ranches, creeks, and canyons. It was quite the delicious cool shady moist little pre-dinner ride treat I was looking for. Just took it heading West out of Paso Robles, very nice indeed, highly recommended.
Gratuitous side shot of the black beauty...among amber waves of grain no less. Honda-licous!
Got back from my private rendesvouz, cleaned up, then hustled over to dinner a little late. After we sat down, Budman addressed the group.
Somewhere in his words he shared the news that Gary J had died. I couldn't believe my ears, just didn't want to believe it was THE Gary J. When reality set in, I suddenly burst into tears and had to excuse myself. We don't need any hot tears sullying those perfectly lovely giant margaritas dammit. Thanks so much Canyonrat for comforting me in those moments of blubbering, confusion, and grief that overcame me. Still rocks my world.
RIP dear Gary, you remain an inspiration to so many.
OK Butch was straight up about this, a very special local wine was Brewbacca's find, and it could not have a more fitting name ... BARFANDEL.
There were some wine contests going on, and I sure hope this one took the prize. 2009 Barfandel (Zin, Petite Sirah/Barbera).
For the conisewers among you, the BARFANDEL back story is worth a peek...or just the proprietor's hairdo, got me laughing fo sho.
youtu.be/uMKa07qIbIE
Sunday I rode back up to the bay area with Kurt's group, he is such an awesome route-meister! We took an absolutely gorgeous inland route along teeny towns, ranches, backyards, train tracks, rivers, forgotten canyons, the works. Felt like visiting a slice of California's past...
Stopped for lunch in a little Mexican restaurant along the way, fuzzy pic but the food was fantastic.
For a touch of variety, Kurt actually found us a smallish water crossing ... and that was the site of a nice shady pit stop along the way.
This stop was complete with large red bulls hanging in the shade IIRC. Perhaps Ferdinand the Bull!
And that's no bull.
Ha.
Gearing back up to roll...Kurt doesn't keep us dallying for long.
No pics but funny final tidbit...after getting back to the bay...my Redwood itch started up again and I had a few (warm) beers still stashed in my bags. A rip thru Bolinger Canyon over to the Baskin Robbins on Redwood for ice and voila...a few cold ones to share with the RW Posse. Found out that I just missed Kurt tho, he was too fast for me...or the ice line at Baskin was too dang long. Yes those were some VERY good little Coronitas. And it's nice to share a victory beer...yay made it back home sweaty, bug-splattered, with some awesome stories, some new friends, and with a big old silly moto-glee grin.
Either way, damn that was an EPIC 3-DAY RIDE FEST, LOVED IT!!
Can't wait to rock it some more at Hawthorne ... woo hooty hooo!
Hiya boyzzzzz n grrrrllllzzz!
Well it was nice to see all youz folks out at the Junction, and Budman n Butch on top of old Hammy this last Sunday...reminded me that I never did post installment #3 of the Pit Ho Rally ... including the Butch and BARFANDEL shot!
So here goes, go ahead, call me a supreme lagger ... then enjoy a few memories...[snickering]
After that long ride out to Pine Mtn and back...well I had to get a little more. Same thing happens to me at home, at the end of the ride, I have this serious urge to go hit Redwood Rd. What the heck, why, dunno, it's like I gotta go have dessert or something.
Anyway, it had been a darn hot day, we'd logged quite a few miles and while others were chatting by the pool, showering and getting gussied up I found a sweet little twisty creekside road "Peachy Canyon" that meandered along little vineyards, ranches, creeks, and canyons. It was quite the delicious cool shady moist little pre-dinner ride treat I was looking for. Just took it heading West out of Paso Robles, very nice indeed, highly recommended.
Gratuitous side shot of the black beauty...among amber waves of grain no less. Honda-licous!
Got back from my private rendesvouz, cleaned up, then hustled over to dinner a little late. After we sat down, Budman addressed the group.
Somewhere in his words he shared the news that Gary J had died. I couldn't believe my ears, just didn't want to believe it was THE Gary J. When reality set in, I suddenly burst into tears and had to excuse myself. We don't need any hot tears sullying those perfectly lovely giant margaritas dammit. Thanks so much Canyonrat for comforting me in those moments of blubbering, confusion, and grief that overcame me. Still rocks my world.
RIP dear Gary, you remain an inspiration to so many.
OK Butch was straight up about this, a very special local wine was Brewbacca's find, and it could not have a more fitting name ... BARFANDEL.
There were some wine contests going on, and I sure hope this one took the prize. 2009 Barfandel (Zin, Petite Sirah/Barbera).
For the conisewers among you, the BARFANDEL back story is worth a peek...or just the proprietor's hairdo, got me laughing fo sho.
youtu.be/uMKa07qIbIE
Sunday I rode back up to the bay area with Kurt's group, he is such an awesome route-meister! We took an absolutely gorgeous inland route along teeny towns, ranches, backyards, train tracks, rivers, forgotten canyons, the works. Felt like visiting a slice of California's past...
Stopped for lunch in a little Mexican restaurant along the way, fuzzy pic but the food was fantastic.
For a touch of variety, Kurt actually found us a smallish water crossing ... and that was the site of a nice shady pit stop along the way.
This stop was complete with large red bulls hanging in the shade IIRC. Perhaps Ferdinand the Bull!
And that's no bull.
Ha.
Gearing back up to roll...Kurt doesn't keep us dallying for long.
No pics but funny final tidbit...after getting back to the bay...my Redwood itch started up again and I had a few (warm) beers still stashed in my bags. A rip thru Bolinger Canyon over to the Baskin Robbins on Redwood for ice and voila...a few cold ones to share with the RW Posse. Found out that I just missed Kurt tho, he was too fast for me...or the ice line at Baskin was too dang long. Yes those were some VERY good little Coronitas. And it's nice to share a victory beer...yay made it back home sweaty, bug-splattered, with some awesome stories, some new friends, and with a big old silly moto-glee grin.
Either way, damn that was an EPIC 3-DAY RIDE FEST, LOVED IT!!
Can't wait to rock it some more at Hawthorne ... woo hooty hooo!
flying_hun
Adverse Selection
Nice! :ride
