The beginning of something, such as an undertaking; a commencement.
Yep, it began on pashnit.com with a blanket query regarding how to make the best trip possible to Canada. It wasn't my first trip by any means, but it would be my first trip as far north as I desired going and I desired some pointers. Well, as I sorted through the responses, one response clearly spoke out and it was the voice of my forum mate from Scotland, Notarian. He had the most detailed plan ever, complete with maps and links and it was obvious that we shared the madness. Hmmm, I thought, the best thing I could hope for was a travel buddy to go with me on this great Canada adventure, so I took a shot.
“Why don't you fly yer arse over here and accompany me?”
“hmmm...that's a strong maybe...”
So, pashnit strikes again, bringing two passionate motorcyclists together on another crazy adventure, taking three weeks and nearly 6K miles.
Notarian, Bill, arrived in CA at the end of June and after spending a week riding the Sierra's with his daughter Chere, joined me in Sacramento. He met Gary and the three of us hashed out the plan, though Gary was unable to attend, his heart shared the vicarious excitement. It was only a day later, that Bill and I were headed north with big plans for seeing and riding some of the most amazing roads ever...well, and a few boring ones as well!
The ride never really began until we got to Boise, ID and started Hwy 21 to Salmon. We are talking some amazing vantages and some awesome roads and tarmac. We rode both leisurely and spirited over all the roads we were to encounter. The beautiful country lingers along the roadway...it's one awesome sight after another and my camera was constantly snapping shots. It was actually difficult to take a bad shot!
Idaho City with a quirky place much like NitWit Ridge near Cambria.
More gratuitous bike photos.
The Sawtooth range is majestic rising up on the south side of 21 and the road was pretty much wide open. Some new tarmac made for a brisk pace and seeing the construction zones, we could only tip our hats at the workers making this roadway so appealing!
The wind was picking up as we made a quick stop in Challis to visit Bill's parent's past home and for a spot of lunch. The weather outlook looked a bit grim, as the skies filled with darkened clouds, but the air temperatures were warm Our goal this day would be to make Salmon, ID and find a place to while away the evening immersed in good conversation and a decent meal and micro-brew. We found both in at a place called, Bertrams. http://bertramsbrewery.com/ in Salmon.
Bill's parent's past property had a little bridge where Bill parked the KTM and I simply couldn't resist this shot.
After dinner as we rode back to the motel with the sky looking more and more impending. Soon the sky opened up to the storm and by the middle of the night, lightening was streaking the darkened horizon. I was pleased the electric storm had given way to a light drizzle and as we were off to our next destination of Red Lodge, MT.
Bill is an exemplary rider and I asked him to coach me on my weaknesses. After a few pointers, my pace picked up as I put his advice into play. I feel that this experience has definitely contributed to my skill set and added another dimension to my acts of hooliganism. The riding has been simply amazing!
(we are still on the road, so I'll post more today as I have some down time in Portland)