Reggie's World 2011 - high bandwidth alert

Ah, it has been some time younglings. The winter days keep coming and I sit here in my recliner brooding. So much rain. Could be worse I suppose. Could be ice or snow.

It's Saturday. What's this I hear? Hmm, the buzz of an I4 cruising by my house. Mayhaps I should peek my head out and see what mother nature is up to.

Ah, 70 degrees and clear as bottled water. The road's a' callin'. I doff my slippers and don my leathers with a grin already creeping up to the edges of my mouth. It's been too long. I have ridden a bit here or there, but no rides just for the sake of riding this year. That is until today.



I head west on hwy 41 at a meandering pace. As I said, it has been some time and who knows if I can still ride. I see a little side ride that'll give me a chance to slip out of the main way and warm up a bit. No through traffic to speak of.


(how'd ya like to paint that fence back there?)

Anyway, I creep up Los Altos Rd more for the feel of the breeze and the view than for the ride itself. It's nice scenery especially with the hills and the babbling brook running along down between.



At the top, I turn on to San Marcos Rd and take a gander back towards home for a bit. It's a beautiful day. One of those days where I remember why I moved here. (Well, besides my wife <g> )

After gawking a bit, I climb back aboard and casually ride on back down to hwy 41 to rejoin the traffic through the pass. I let many of them slide on by and I wait a bit. Once I see the next clump coming, I jump ahead and then cruise at a slow pace, but fast enough not to slow them. I'm letting the further group move on a bit. There's a set of curves coming, and I own them.

The curves flow beneath me and the vfr sticks them effortlessly at this pace. If we were dancing, it'd be my first waltz of the night as I stretch out the legs and kind of flow with the music. I make it over to Morro Bay for a quick stop and a glance at Big Blue. The temp has dropped to 64 degrees, but that's a nice day in Morro Bay. People are out all over. Lot's of bikes, convertibles, surfers, etc. No one wants to miss one of the first good days this year.



And I glance back towards the south to take in Morro Rock. It seems lonely out there in the water by itself.



Now, as I am riding, I have been doing a lot of thinking. I'm thinking about harmony and balance and those type of things. I have been reading a lot about Pythagoras and other philosphers and the ancient mystery schools. They are thought provoking if nothing else. Normally, I cut right off Hwy one on old creek rd and head north, but today for some reason I decide to just stay on Hwy 1 for a bit. I am familiar with it, but subconsciously, I think it was calling me here.



A little town. Not far north of Morro Bay. Not much is left there. A post office. A few buildings. You can get hand blown glass, pottery, wine, and maybe step back in time for a bit. It's just off the hwy, but I've never stopped before.





I only stay for a bit, then it's back on Hwy 1 going north. The scenery alternates between sandy beaches and rocky shores on my left and wrinkled green hills on my right as I continue my journey. After a few miles, I start to see the mountains jutting up above the wrinkled hills and know it's almost time to turn east.

I make my way on up to Hwy 46 and head east with a quick stop for a pic or two.





I climb back down the hill cursing my shadow for insisting on getting in the picture but with the sun barreling toward the see, all the shadows are getting longer. Not far from home now. I do take a little side road that I always like called Pine Mountain. It's rough and often has debris, but the trees stretching across the road remind me of the arches of a nave.

It just loops me back out to hwy 46 again, then it's a short ride down vineyard to get me back to a-town with a feeling of peace and a few more miles on the old VFR. It's good to be home.

Please excuse the picture quality. All I had to shoot with was the iPhone and it's a mediocre camera on a good day.

 

I'm working on the dates with Terri. She like Memorial Day again, but last time we talked about the traffic and such. We are still discussing. June is all booked up. Our daughter is getting married so that takes priority whether I like it or not.

 

yeah, I definitely needed it. I was bout a half bubble off plumb lately.

 

prob not, but I stuck it up there just in case someone is at work and trying to skim they'd know that the message has a lot of pics.