For our post-Thanksgiving ride, we took a trip to the coast, which in our case is Morro Bay. The weather here has really resisted winterizing, so we had bright blue skies, uninterrupted sunshine, and temperatures soaring into the upper 60s.
We took Hwy 58 west and turned north on Hwy 229 into Creston. I've written about this little 5 mile ribbon of roller coaster asphalt before. Freshly paved, too narrow for a center line, it is bordered by white lines to keep you out of the brush. Loads of fun.
Here Brad and Steve S. (Snider's products in the ON) confer after their all-too-short ride into Creston.
While attempting to stand and stretch, Steve H. broke his right foot page just outside Atascadero. We pulled over for some emergency surgery. Here Steve S. substitutes the right passenger peg for the rider's while Steve H. looks on and Myram offers advice.
Finally we arrived in Morro Bay. Here are some fishing boats lined up in the shadow of Morro Rock.
Right on the pier there is a restaurant, Giovanni's, that serves fresh seafood all day out of a take-out window. Although there are myriad menu choices, I always go for the fish & chips, in this case opting to upgrade to their famous garlic fries. In addition to minced garlic, they drizzle on olive oil and lace the whole mess me freshly-grated parmesan. Mama mia!
Because I was entering a garlic-induced semi-coma, I couldn't get up and leave the table; however, my friend Brad was all too happy to grab my camera and snap this shot of a patron enjoying a crab lunch.
Two more shots of Morro Rock taken with my 17-85 (which is actually a 28-135)
This one taken at nearly 120mm. . .
. . . and this one taken at 28mm.
This is the power plant at the harbor. Thinking about selling this one to Cingular.
Soon it was time to head home. We switched it up a bit by taking twisty Hwy 41 over to Shell Creek Road before returning to the 58.
View from Shell Creek Road.
We nearly always stop for a break at the corner of Shell Creek Rd and Hwy 58, signified by this long-standing landmark, courtesy the Aermotor Company out of Chicago.
Steve S. taking a rest on his battle-weary GS.
Cruising down Hwy 58, Myram says, "Let's go home!"
Two more Hwy 58 views:
If you've never ridden this road, it's a great two-hour diversion from Bakersfield to the coast, or vice versa. Check it out sometime.