I met this man on a little side trip to the “Lost Bridge” in southwestern Oregon. He actually invited me to lunch with him and his wife but I had to decline.


The drive out of Crater Lake was nice but I was anxious to hit the coast. I took some side roads south near Upper Klamath Lake and then zig zagged westerly, passing through Grant’s Pass and then over to onto Route 199 which was the recommended road towards the famous California routes 101 and 1 along the coast.


I was driving through a valley of trees before I knew it.



I stopped early to rest my hands and enjoy the cool weather. However, the next morning I realized my lights weren’t working and I had blown a fuse. I ran through several fuses and determined the turn signals were shorting out the lights so I just stopped using the turn signal lights.

These blokes made a scretching u-turn on Highway 101 to come over and talk to me because my bike looked almost as beat up as theirs. They were a New Zealand couple traveling the Americas for the summer. They were in good spirits and had some great stories.

The remenants of a WW II radar station disguised as a something- I forgot what.



Then it was back into the Redwoods. . .





Then there was the traffic jam. This is California, afterall.




Actually, it was a very bad accident. A refridgerated fish truch crossed the center line hitting the back of a logging truck and some of the trees had rolled off the truck onto the oncoming traffic.

Stopped at a KOA in Eureka, CA.