Tiburon Run, March 14

In an effort to keep this blog current and interesting (it is in fact any of those things) I am including a brief description of our run to Tiburon for brunch. I know, who pictures Mild Hogs eating brunch in floofy Tiburon? Well, we did it for the ladies and we had our coffee BLACK! The ride was wonderful. There is nothing quite like spring in California. The ride took us across Highway 37 to 101 south into Tiburon where we road along the perimeter of the peninsula (piece of land that juts into the water for the folks educated in the California school system). We parked in the public parking downtown. Kirk and I rode into the parking area together which seemed to foul up the system. Heck, we only took one space, why should we have to pay for two!

Brunch was at Sam's Anchor Cafe on the water. We sat outside on the deck overlooking the water, which I might add is the only way to dine. The food was great if not a little bit expensive, but the views were priceless. If you do decide to dine there, you need to be willing to wait for seating and beware of the seagulls. They will literally take the food off your plate and then thank you with a load of Sh-- as they make a fast exit as witnessed first hand. Not our table, but an adjoining one.

Patty, our club photographer took some fabulous pictures. I particularly like the one with Outlaw and Snake wearing the colors.

See you on the road!

Old Town Sacramento - March 7th, 2010

Today was an excellent day for a ride. Cool and no rain. Hard to complain about too much rain in California, particularly as the wet season comes to a close...I hope. We left Benicia and met up with Repo Man and Repo Woman... I know you hate that, Doni. There were plenty of other bikers on the road as well as CHP. From Rio Vista we went up highway 160. If you have never taken the river road, it winds its way along the levee, from one small town to the next, crossing back and forth across the river via draw bridges. It is a very enjoyable ride then there is little or no wind, which is not often on the delta. We eventually found our way to Old Town Sacramento where we had lunch at Joe's Crab Shack.

After a wonderful lunch, we gave Old Town a once over and then headed down I-80. As you will note from the picture, some of the Mild Hogettes (I'll bet they hate that name) were in tow, brightening up discussion and scenery. We did unfortunately come across an accident involving a motorcycle. Luckily, neither bike or rider appeared to be too bad. The rider was propped against a guardrail on his back talking on the cell phone..."honey do you want the good news or bad news first?". Ray had his first opportunity to split lanes with the rest of us. He did great.

I'm happy to report that we had the entire club out today, ate well rode hard and made it back safe.

See you on the road!