THURSDAY 10/1/09: BAKERSFIELD (CA) to SANTA CRUZ (CA)
A wonderful 9-hour sleep and a leisurely morning got me on the road at 8:45am. I only had about another 5~6 hours left to this adventure, and part of me was glad, and part of me was sad. Seldom do I feel the contentment and fulfillment as when I'm on these trips. Even as I sit here and edit this story, I am wishing I knew when my next adventure ride was gonna happen. Gaeir has her helmet and riding gear now, so I hope she will be with Honey and me when we head out again, next time.
I had a quick lunch in Coalinga and then headed west on one of my favorite roads, Route 198. When I got to the intersection of Hwy 25 North, I pulled over and checked my road map for the distance to the next gas station. I knew it was a desolate road and that there wouldn't be any fuel 'til just before Hollister.
After a cold beer and some easy addition, I took off towards my older brother and parents' resting place, at The Pinnacles National Monument. I stopped at the entrance to the Park and had a moment of silence, and promised myself I'd speak with Gaeir about having her do a 'service' of sorts with my brothers and sister. I should spread the last of my parents' ashes, which I'd been saving for unknown sentimental reasons. More on that in another story.
I arrived at Honey's new home at 320 High St, in Santa Cruz, California, at 3:30pm. It was an enjoyable 278 miles for the day and a glorious total of 2,089 for the trip.
I always try to end my stories with a total let down, so in keeping with that pattern:
THE END
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