Tuesday, September 30, 2014
Monday, September 29, 2014
Between the cost of firewood and the inconvenience of hauling it by scooter, I never bother with a fire when camping on my own. It was a happy coincidence to meet Bex and Petey, and share a site and tell stories. Usually someone else starts the fire, but this time I got it going!
Also, I had a stomach bug and fell and chipped my tooth. But anyway.
Sunday, September 28, 2014
Heads up, I'm going to drop off the internet for a little, but hopefully not off the canyon edge! Changing gears from fulltime traveler back to something of a weekend warrior was much needed for the first week, but the Roar was just saving itself up. Winter would soon limit mountain travel, and next spring seems so far away. That's when I saw that Sash and Steve would be in Vegas, for Sash's birthday. Time to start planning a mini-trip (a scant 2,000 miles, ha) to see her, and perhaps swing by some of the sights in Nevada and Arizona before it gets too cold.
Apologies that posts have fallen behind a bit, I was rushing to finish work-type stuff before I go!
After all this time, I still have anxiety before traveling. I know I'll feel better once I'm on the road, but getting started means overcoming the inertia of staying in one place. It never seems to get less-inertia-y.
Saturday, September 27, 2014
Friday, September 26, 2014
Peter rides a Triumph Street Triple, and can appreciate the luxury of eating and driving at the same time. Also, In-n-Out Burger fix en route to San Francisco for APAture's gallery opening, with Lisa's watercolors. A lovely evening of friends, art, and 90s nostalgia music at the hipster cafe down the street, Citizen's Band.
Thursday, September 25, 2014
The pet carrier is a nickname for the under-seat storage bin on a scooter, because in the US they come with a 'No Pets' sticker. Go ahead and make assumptions based on that information. My pets gave up the ghost years ago, so here's what I keep in mine.
Wednesday, September 24, 2014
Tuesday, September 23, 2014
Monday, September 22, 2014
Sunday, September 21, 2014
Saturday, September 20, 2014
This post is all about the scenery. I feel like a changed person; there was the me before Wyoming, Montana, and Beartooth Pass, and now there's a person who is ruined for this world. Okay, that's a bit dramatic. I was simply lost in the scenic beauty in this part of the US. Prepare your monitors, this is a photo-heavy post.
Friday, September 19, 2014
Oakland day trip to see some of my favorite people you may recognize from last post, Lisa and Eric! We hung out, explored markets in Chinatown, and dined at Classic Guilin Rice Noodle - a totally new noodle style for me. They serve a fantastic bowl of meaty, savory, spicy, pickled goodness.
Also, haircut. Desperately needed to happen.
Thursday, September 18, 2014
Caught up with Lisa and Eric today, for Nightlife at the Academy. Way back in the planning process for this trip, I met them in Boston while they were on their worldwide tour. It's so great to see them again in the Bay Area! Check out her writing in the anthology, The Places We've Been: Field Reports from Travelers Under 35, or her blog, satsumabug.com.
It was Feline night, but too crowded to see the live cats so Kevin and I went to the Planetarium. It was my favorite destination for elementary school field trips, but I haven't been to a planetarium in over 20 years. They've really upped the ante.
Wednesday, September 17, 2014
Tuesday, September 16, 2014
Monday, September 15, 2014
Thank you to the fantastic folks at Vespa SF today! They hooked me up with a new front tire (switching to Power Pure, hopefully will reduce wobble) and a rental GTS 300 while I waited. I followed Pete to lunch, and I swear he was airborne going over those hills. I wish I could have captured his fantastic bowtie in this drawing.
Sunday, September 14, 2014
|Encouraging to remember that if my cousin lets the rope slip, I'd land on his head.|
I met a number of rock climbers on the road, often heading to some awesome climbing destination I had no idea about before. It reignited an interest in me, and I've been looking forward to finding a regular-ish place for when I'm stationary-ish. Maybe one day I'll revisit Red River Gorge and the Bighorn National Forest... and pack my topcase with rope and harnesses and stuff (for climbing, pervs).
Anyone want to climb with me in San Jose? Must have a tolerance for swearing.
Saturday, September 13, 2014
Friday, September 12, 2014
Thursday, September 11, 2014
Wednesday, September 10, 2014
Tuesday, September 9, 2014
Every summer growing up, my family would return to the US for appointments with our doctors, dentists, optometrists, and our annual trip to Costco. We carried an empty suitcase for the expressed purpose, and our stay with family in the Bay Area wasn't complete without buying in bulk from Costco things not available in Beijing (less so for Hong Kong). For me, Costco has always been synonymous with California.
But all the oversized foods still look comically indulgent to me.
Monday, September 8, 2014
My plan was to head west through South Dakota, rather than its northern counterpart. I wanted to ride around the Badlands and see Mt Rushmore, that sort of thing. Come to find out, I'd be passing through right around Sturgis. The motorcycle rally. One of the largest in the world. The one with the reputation. That one. In such a situation, what else was there to do but embrace it in all its tasseled, black-leathered, eagle-spangled glory?
Sunday, September 7, 2014
Giraffe's flight was bumped, so I rode into San Francisco to get touristy. The hills are intimidating. There were motorcycle parking spots on some of them, but the bikes perched in those spots seemed to defy gravity.
Saturday, September 6, 2014
Apologies for the lapse in posting. I've just arrived in San Jose, almost exactly four months after setting off from Providence. I'll be here or around here working, catching up on drawings and blog posts, and hanging out with friends and my cousin in the coming weeks. Please say hi if you're in the area, and keep an eye out for all the catch up posts - I'm working on it!
All this time, and I still feel a little nervous before riding anywhere. Giraffe and I picked up my scoot and he followed me to Stockton before parting ways. For what it's worth, it kind of sucks to literally ride into the sunset. It's very hard to see.
Friday, September 5, 2014
Other activities included a stop by Badwater Basin (120 F), and poking around ghost towns Rhyolite and Ballarat. If it had been another time of year, I would have preferred to take the scooter. But for right now, AC in the car is totally alright.
Also, I can't listen to Welcome to Night Vale in my helmet, which seems like appropriate listening for Death Valley.
Thursday, September 4, 2014
I'm used to being devoured by insects when doing anything camping related out in the open, but tonight was so still Tim and I fell asleep with the van open. It's nice and cool at altitude. My shampoo bottle popped from air pressure.
Lots of scenery today, including a family of bears at the General Sherman tree that just didn't give a shit.
Wednesday, September 3, 2014
For this leg of the journey, I've joined up with Tim (the Giraffe). Sadly, I opted to leave the scooter at his friend's home - the front end wobble is tiring me out, it's first on the list of things to look at once I reach the Bay Area. For now though, I'm taking a break in the rental Dodge Caravan. Car camping time, for a change!
Tuesday, September 2, 2014
I think it was from smoke from the campfire in Leggett, but I couldn't tell the day before because everything smelled like smoke. Or it could be that it felt like I was about to burst into flames, like any of the dry shrubbery I rode through on the way to Nevada.
Why the beeline to Gardnerville? A Giraffe from Providence was waiting for me there at his best friend's place!
Monday, September 1, 2014
I struck up a conversation with Joel from the campground in Leggett, and it turns out we're going the same way at least part of the time. California Route 1 is absolutely breathtaking.
Somewhere before Woodland, CA I hit the highest temperature I've seen on my dash: 42 C (~108 F). I was exhausted by the time I rolled into Hong Kong and seester's friends Patty and Will's home. A shower, heaps of Chinese food with their family, and playing with their cats helped.