Wrong Way Down 2014 is a wrap! This makes the third installment of this trip, and it was as fun as any other. A group of us trailered our bikes down to Anderson, CA on Friday September 12th, straight shot, 1200kms, in about 14 hours.
Accommodations were the usual Gaia Resort which, while has had some changes since last year, was still a great launching point for all the good roads in NorCal. The swans that hang out in the lagoon in the middle of the resort had babies this year, so they were rearing them down on the Sacramento river. No swans. The Ferrel cats that would usually haunt us around the pool while we drank at night were not nearly as aggressive as past years. Treble in the bar/restaurant quit, but the remaining staff were great. The food quality was hit and miss. Most of this can be attributed to a few ownership changes over the past year.
Temperatures were ridiculous. We were riding in 38C to 42C temps most days, and while taking an afternoon off to hit In 'n Out Burger, we saw 48C. Wowza! Fortunately, most of our routes had us riding along canopied rivers.
Riding was kept at a 500km max per day. This always works out well as it allows for late departures in the morning (8:00am to 8:30am) and gets you back to the hotel before dinner time.
HWY36/299: Hearing that the East end of 299 had been straightened out had us a little concerned, but to be honest, the new twisties are amazing! So smoooooth!
OROVILLE/QUINCY: Race Track in the Sky (RTITS) which starts just outside of Quincy on the La Porte Road is as great as it ever was. We did it twice. Next year, I think we will go back to Quincy rather than continue all the way down La Porte.
CECILVILLE: What a freaking awesome road, and probably my favorite. It was flawless this year, and came with a nice surprise. There is a gas station/bar/restaurant now in Cecilville, which means you don't have to ride out to Etna 12 miles past the turnoff for this road for gas. They are even planning on building cabins here. Awesome sauce!
While the pace was brisk, we came away incident free. Adhering to the golden rule "Never touch the line!" proved to work for everyone. By the afternoon of day 1 our "comfortable commuting speed" quickly became 90mph. We saw no cars, no cops, a few deer (scattered by yours truly), a handful fo squirrels, and a turtle
And now for some pics..............There were quite a few fires down there but almost all of them were well North of us. Pulling over for a gas stop woudl see ash accumulate on the vehicles.Here's a shot around Weed, which we heard half of the town burned to the ground.
We had 3 riders that had never done NorCal before, so its always a must to snap this photo under the HWY 36 sign just before ripping through the flats of 36. Doesn't matter how many times you yell into your SENA headset "Watch out for the whoop-de-doos!" everyone gets caught. Hearing Claudia practice wheelies over each rise was awesome! Seeing Dean wheelie the Multistrada was even better.
We even marked the sign with Lee's company and a WWD stickers.
The Wildwood store burned down, so no gas for you! Shame.
Mark forgot to seal his camel back inside his top case, so in Syncro form, decided to drink it straight from the case.Gross!
We were well stickered.....
No one had any chicken strips left after Day 1:
Bevvies in the evenings were a plenty........