This is one of the most treacherous roads out here. Not only is it in bad condition, there are gravel semis, bicycle riders sometimes 4 abreast, old tourists coming and going from the Preserve and just plain morons sightseeing. The turns are unpredictable and it was a wagon trail in the old west days. The plateau on the east was where the "indians" lived. The fire rings are still up there. They could have their fires at night with no mountains to reflect the light. "White eyes" would pass by and not even know they were there. Down below is an artesian spring with natural ponds with fish, crawdads, freshwater clams and animals for food. Cool during the summer and a natural windbreak. As kids we use to swim there and play. Like everything else, it's been turned into a tourist attraction and closed off from it's neighbors.
At least I knew it before it became "civilized."
Riding up the Frying Pan river flying into a curve and encounter 2 big horn sheep doinking in the middle of the road is pretty exciting! not exactly a Marty Stoufer moment.and a near broken relationship.
LOL That was the biggest problem in the Yola Bola mountain range. Had to ride 20 miles on logging roads to get into the nearest Podunk town. A deer overtook me and crossed in front of me, barely missed him. Would've made for one FKed up day and with my luck it would've been a doe and couldn't have eaten it. Out here it's dogs or errant horses. Either way it wouldn't end well.
Ron shot a buck, went and got me to dress it,then went to town for beer. I hoisted it up from a tree next to the stream and did it there. Stinky fly ridden mess. My first and last one. You can have it.
I don't even like the meat.
It sounds as though we had similar upbringings. Except there is no Malibu in Ohio and I had a dad but my oldest brother taught me well. He also taught me the importance of guns. And life. He and my grandpa had me on two wheels at the age of 8. I was also turning wrenches shortly there after. My Dad was a good man, I just didn't like sports or fishing. I was taught motorbikes and haven't looked back.
Good for you!
1980 Kz1000 A4 21000 miles
2005 Road King 150,000 miles
1968 CL125 Honda 11,000 Miles