Cameron and I work up bright and early at 6:30 AM and attacked the breakfast buffete. I had two helpings of susage and biskets washed down with two bowls of cereal (free food!!). Cameron had one order of susage and biskets and some cereal. We each had two cups of coffee and some juice too. I think the hotel lost money on the bufette that morning!
After watching the news that morning, seeing more snow on the ground and on our bikes, and conciouse of the fact that we still had to pass over several more low mountain passes through the redwood forrests of northern california we decided to go back to bed and sleep until 9 AM. After loading the bikes and getting gas we left town by 10:30. Driving up through the redwood forrest south of crescent city was beatiful. Snow was in the trees, melting and dripping on the road. Very few cars had passed down 101. The downside of this was that there were few tracks in which to drive the bike. The upside was that we felt like we could go as slow as we wanted even though the posted speed limit was 65 miles an hour. Cameron´s contined his quest to waterproof his clothing by putting his feet in plastic garbage bags in his boots, using red duct tape to seal his seams in the crotch of his pants, and by putting his hands in plastic painting gloves that we purchased from bait shop in the redwood forrest. At the bait shop I was told that one of the snow plows had slid off 101 earlier in the morning, so we both felt happy about or decision to sleep in and leave once the day had warmed up a bit. I bough latex dish gloves to wear under my ¨waterproof¨ winter driving gloves. However, they cut off the circulation to my hands so I abandoned them after several hours of driving. Cameron liked his painting gloves and he continued to wear them for the rest of the day. He looked a little bit like a psycopath with the red tape and plastic gloves. Thankfully there wasn´t much rain on our way south and we made good time on the road.
After a long day of driving through northern california we encouterned both dusk and heavy traffic about 50 miles north of Berkeley. We pushed through the heavy traffic until arriving at the outskirts of Berkeley, where the traffic stopped dead. The heavy rain from the last few days forced the closing of several exits from the freeway into Berkeley and now everyone had to either exit or enter Berekeley from University Ave. Thankfully Cameron and I were in dirtbikes! We pulled onto the should of the road and drove for 2 miles until we got to the exit. I was in the lead as we passed a surprised state trooper who gave a finger wave to Cameron. I guess he had bigger fish to fry and let us go on our way. After only getting slightly lost in Berkeley we got to Hilary and Heather´s apartmant. A warm safe haven!
We finished the night by eating a bunch of sushi. And Cameron showed us one of his favorite sushi dishes: super white tuna. Deliciouse!
Heather and Cameron
Rob, a old lab mate and fellow motorcycle tourist
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