Meanwhile, they would stop near the on-ramp and wait for me. We worked out a system where I would take an off-ramp, take a highway sign picture, then get back on the freeway. We went back over the freeway, I took a CA Highway 20 picture, then got on northbound I-5. ( Fuel Rant.) It wasn't a total loss because I found a Commander Cody CD for $9.99 (with the Lost Planet Airmen, of course). We left the restaurant just before noon and got fuel at a Union 76 station around the corner, where I had to go inside because this was my third fuel stop of the day. I had pork chops, eggs, toasted rye and juice. and headed north for about 115 miles, where we pulled into Granzella's Restaurant in Williams CA a few minutes before 11:00 a.m. I continued east on I-580 and I-205, then north on I-5 and east on CA Highway 120 into Manteca and arrived at Dave & Pan's house (79 miles) about 7:20 a.m., where there was a slight cool breeze, and he was getting their FLHT Standard ready to go.Īfter some last-minute preparations, mostly involving children and pets, we left their home at 8:40 a.m., stopped for fuel around the corner, and were on our way at 8:50 a.m. I stopped for fuel at a Union 76 station near the east end of Livermore about 6:40 a.m., where the sun was just coming up. It was still dark outside and quite cool as I rode through the Santa Clara valley, north on Interstate 680 and east on Interstate 580. With the engine started at 5:40 a.m., I bid Barney goodbye, donned my last couple layers of clothing, and got on the road at 5:45 a.m. I was up at 5:00 a.m., dressed with a couple of layers, did a little rearranging of the items in the T-Bag and saddlebag liners, changed some video tapes in the house, packed some cold drinks and blue ice, put down dog food, and started attaching things to the Road King. The anticipation of this trip did not let me sleep too well. Having learned on my last trip that it is inconvenient to put on motorcycle boots in the middle of the night, I packed my sheepskin moccasins and then went to bed about 9:00 p.m. I packed a few shirts, a few pairs of socks and underwear, a pair of pants, some all-purpose bandannas, a few miscellaneous items and a couple of maps. After work, I got home and started packing the T-Bag and saddlebag liners. The day before the trip was a regular work day and I was assigned the dreaded "relief," but I made the best of it. I also wanted to take pictures of California highway signs along the way.Īt the time of this trip, I had owned my States Blue Pearl 1996 FLHR-I Road King for 2 1/2 years and had put approximately 36,000 miles on it, including cross-country trips in 20. Both Dave and I needed to add to our collection of city, county and state signs. Dave is very good at determining routes of travel and places to stay.Īnother reason for the trip was to take pictures for the Harley Owners Group's ABCs of Touring. I would be riding with Dave and his wife Pandora from their home in the central valley of California to north-central Oregon, near the Mt.
Most of the advance work for this trip was done by friend and co-worker Dave Clements. The common thread of the PNWBS is the enjoyment of owning and riding Harley-Davidson motorcycles. If you are not a Slug, or don't read the newsgroup called r.m.h, no amount of explanation will help, just let it go.
This was a motorcycle trip to attend Slimefest IV, an IRL ("in real life") activity of the Pacific Northwest Brotherhood of the Slug.
Dave's Oregon Trip 2002 - Preparations and Day One Dave's
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