How do you write about a motorcycle trip so that anyone will care? What is it that really matters about the trip? The interesting things, the things you might write about it, the highlights, are not the trip at all but the things that happened a in between what really mattered. Take my recent trip for example. Reading my blog you might have got the impression that the trip was one giant string of mishaps. The string of mishaps, however, was definitely not the trip. The dark green forests of Oregon as we climbed over the cascade range from the Willamette valley to Eastern Oregon; the snowcapped mountains that we passed as we rode south into California; the sweeping ride through the high pines and desert of the Modocs; the dry grasslands and pine forests of the California Sierras; the terraced vineyards of the Napa Valley; and the broken rocky shoreline of the Oregon Coast, these were the ride. Sitting with friends over lunch, over a campfire, drinking rum, cooking, arguing about politics, motorcycles, and girls, these were the ride. So how do you write about a motorcycle trip? If I tell you the individual details of each of the roads that we traveled, arguments that we had, rums that we drank, it won’t be interesting. It was the experience that made the trip interesting not the retelling of it. If I tell you about the highlights it might be interesting but it won’t be the motorcycle trip. So what shall I tell you?
Oregon has 48 named mountain ranges. The Harley shop in Reno doesn’t carry 30 amp circuit breakers but the shop three doors down does, which they buy from the Harley shop. The KOA in South Lake Tahoe has campgrounds made up entirely of very fine dirt. Fortunately they also have giant flat rocks on which one can sleep. California has the best motorcycling roads in the three states in which we traveled. The Napa Valley has quite a few vineyards for sale. Interesting. Krispy Kreme doughnuts