8 Sunday June 13 - overnight at Fremont/San Jose Motel Six
for more stuff and bought waterproof matches and a whistle for emergency
AM I went to an AA meeting at Fremont Fellowship. My friend Elaine W. was the
speaker. It was very nice to see her again and hear her message.
out of the motel and down to San Jose for the Katie and Jeffís 2 PM party at
Janetís house. Saw lots of Janetís relatives that I hadnít seen for years.
I got to visit with Darlene, Janetís teacher chum; the Bonino family;
Janetís brother, Roger, and his family; Katie and Jeff; and Jennie, Janetís
mother. The food was excellent and it was a beautiful day to be outside. Iím
glad I stayed over for the party.
onto my bike and rode north (154 miles) across the San Rafael bridge, thru Santa
Rosa to Cloverdale and stayed overnight there. The sun was in my eyes so I
stopped at the first opportunity after Santa Rosa and that was Cloverdale.
Overnight at Cloverdale, CA
9 Monday June 14
in Garberville mid-morning and got a room. Called Jeannie after lunch and rode
over to Shelter Cove for the evening. The two lane road to Shelter Cove winds
through the coastal mountains, alternating between the ridges and the valleys. A
nice ride in daylight. Trees are everywhere between small farms and ranches,
orchards, nurseries with hothouses, and a few villages. Jean cooked a nice
dinner and I enjoyed the visit with her and Toby, her husband. The ride back to
Garberville in the dark was treacherous! Next time Iíll stay overnight in
Shelter Cove. I kept looking for Jim to show but he didnít, and he didn't
call. He did call 1/2 hr after I left for Garberville (he was in Tacna.) I tried
to call him from a pay phone but his line was busy, so I left a message via
AT&T. I wonder if he got it? Overnight
at Garberville, CA
10 Tuesday June 15
had promised Jean and Toby I would come back today, etc.
I was packing the bike this morning, a motel guest from Utah came over to talk.
He was a Honda Gold Wing rider but his wife had developed Diabetes and canít
sit on the bike for long before her toes turn black. So, they canít ride
together anymore. He said he is eyeing a new BMW K1200LT.
rode back over to Shelter Cove for lunch with Jean and Toby. Great fish and
chips! Then back to Garberville - left there at 1:30 PM and took Hwy 101 north,
which winds around the hills - a beautiful scenic ride on a four-lane highway.
a gas stop a man and his young son rode in (double) on a 1974 Gold Wing. We
talked quite awhile. Two Harleys, riding double and pulling trailers drove in
and remarked about the Arctic Circle sign on my bike. They were from Oklahoma
City and headed for somewhere in Canada. At
another stop, in Crescent City, CA, an Alaska Indian from somewhere near Nome,
Alaska talked to me. I rode on to Coos Bay, and got a room.
Overnight at Coos Bay, Oregon
11 Wednesday June 16
ride along the Oregon coast to Florence - past the sand dunes where I drove a
dune buggy in 1991. I called the BMW dealer in Eugene and rode over there for an
oil change. I bought two pair (one each for Jim and me) of warm weather Goretex
waterproof gloves. I thought we might need them in the Alaska rain.
on to Tumwater, Washington and got a room at Motel Six.
Ate dinner at an excellent Japanese restaurant near the motel - I enjoyed
the Yakisoba. Overnight at
12 Thursday June 17
trip up thru Seattle where I stopped for an important motorcycle item - the
Canyon Dancer rigging straps. I bought one each for Jimís bike and for my
bike. (these came in handy on the ferry and in Alaska). Seattle is a nice place
- it reminds me a bit of San Francisco because there are many neighborhoods that
seem to be quaint and friendly. I might like to go for an extended visit someday
(summer or fall).
I made it to Bellingham! Whew! The last 50-60 miles from Seattle seemed very
long miles. After registering for my room I ate lunch then rode down to the
Alaska Ferry Terminal just to look around and to know where it is tomorrow.
rolled in about 3:30 PM and came directly to Bay City Motor Inn (I had called
Teramar to tell them where I was staying so Jim could get the info from them. -
the Motel Six was full.) He brought his small dog, Stinger, a mix of Yorkshire
Terrier and Spitz. The dog sits in a milk crate behind Jim on the motorcycle,
and she seems perfectly content to be there.
We celebrated his arrival, his 67th birthday, and the eve of our adventure with a prime rib dinner at Black Angus restaurant. Excellent! It feels good to be here and to have Jim here and ready to board the ferry tomorrow. Overnight at Bellingham, Washington.