Lake Del Valle, day trippin' out to Livermore

The Crew. Lee, Cassandra, Rob, Noah, Brieann, and myself about to jump on the 24 outta Oakland.

The Dust Devil is prepared. One of my favorites to ride with, always with a smile!

Brieann maxin' n' relaxin'.

Photos don't do the scenery justice at all, open skies!

Everyone almost passed out from blowing these damn things up. Blue crew!!

Lee got a new toupee.

LOSE

YOUR

MIND

Rob is amazing. I think the energy of just completing half of his longest ride yet sent him through the roof. Super glad that you got a bike Rob, many more good times to come. #superglidesummer

Err'ybody taking in the view of the lake that was literally only ankle deep in spots. HAHAHA!

After the ride we all headed back to Lee's place over in Oakland to drink too much and BBQ.

Mandatory.

"Hey Rick, throw this on the fire."
"OK!"

I enjoy this way tooooo much.

Oakland is tite.

Is it better to burn out than it is to fade away?!

BURN OUT!! It's for fun...

Beach party USA!!

Get it while the gettin's goooooood!

Superglide Summer begins!!

Doin' it in the road.

St. Francis meet up spot, fillin' the house with road ready campers. Good times with the ol' meet n' greet.

East bound through the fog. Cassandra and Lee.

Smooth sailin' in clear skies.

The back roads up the mountain were treacherous to say the least, the ride up made me realize that I HAVE to get a dirt bike. Yes!

When we finally got to the top I saw it on everyones faces...

"What the fuck are we doing up here? Rick, you blew it."

The campsites were tiny and completely full, there was no accessible water or stream, and there was no real room to stretch out and relax. So, back down the mountain it was, all 15 miles of shitty, rain eroded terrain. Skidding, sliding, 5 mph hell. At some points there were cliff faces at the edge of the road, no guard rails mind you, that dropped hundreds of feet. SKETCHY!!

A few people went down and one got run off the road by an overly aggressive driver, luckily no one was hurt very badly or had to have their bike hauled out. Levers were busted, lenses were broken, and fairings were scratched, but we all came out of it ok.

Celise's bike after it went down for the second time, double triple six. Coincidence?!

Ended up deciding to trek over to Lake Mendocino and just go ahead and pay for a camp spot. Couldn't have turned out any better, ended getting a spot away from everybody else that was in the campground and got 3 consecutive spots that we took over.

After getting everything set up we trekked down to the water to BBQ beach side. This definitely put everybody back into good spirits, I'm sure the whiskey helped with that a bit too...

Puppy party!

Campside breakfasts are always the best, I love seeing how everyone deals with an outdoors morning. Matt MacDonald wins most stoic moment of the camping trip right here for sure.

EPIC.

Photo courtesy of Matthew Reamer.

The road less traveled.

My heads in the clouds.

Beach days for days.

2nd annual Mid 90's red curb contest this Sunday!!

Mid 90's

I still skate.

Out and back in, fastplant off the rock. St. Helena Skate Park.

This trick always reminds me of the midwest and this guy.

Atwood photo.

I'm my own personal chef.

I tried to make my own version of Pita Jungle's cilantro jalapeno hummus, I put a chip in it to make it look gourmet. Needless to say, my recipe needs some work.

I wouldn't pay me. Ha.

Ps.- I buy wine for the label, vrooooooooom!

I lag on putting shit up, this trip was about a month ago...

Met up at my place in SF and decided we were headed Northbound, destination wherever.


Limo party weirdness at 11 am, think they're starting early or ending late?!


I don't think that this will ever get old.


Worst service ever. Santa Rosa, CA.


Finally, outta the city and into some rad winding, swooping back roads.


Lee doing his best to get back in touch with his old buddy Posion Oak.


"Relaxing"


Bone find!!


Stream side livin' is quite all right by me.


Nope.


Lee scouted out a killer kindling spot on the side of Highway 1, making due with what we got!


Creepers in the night, shadow people. They out there.


Session #9


Nice life.


Lee showing me a thing or 2 about the camera that I have and don't know how to use. Light painting made for a pretty rad night.






Soup...carrots, brussel sprouts, garlic, pepper, beer, and water...sucked.


Morning view of the campsite at MacKerricher State Park. The Pacific Ocean is just beyond that bridge at the top right, pretty amazing place for us to camp. Passed out the sight of stars, the sounds of ocean waves crashing in, and the rustling of critters in the trees.


Hippy candy bar breakfast.


North bound Highway 1, staring the Lost Coast in the face.


Where The Sidewalk Ends.




Road side streams lined with age old beasts of trees, the silence of the forest is perfect. Trickling streams and singing birds.


This log was not a log, it was an ice sickle. So sketchy to cross.


Last stop before heading back to the urban sprawl we call home was the Drive Through A Tree Park in Leggett, CA. The Tree is 21 feet wide at it's largest point and is 2400 years old, pretty wild.

My camera died at this point, but the rest of the ride home was a breeze. The 101 South from where we were until you get to Ukiah can't really be beat. You are surrounded by mountains and it's absolutely gorgeous, to me it seems like a mix between Oregon and how I imagine Montana to be in my mind. Hopefully gonna get up to both of those places this summer!!