Monday, June 29, 2009

Downieville / North Star
























When Fat Larry and Fancy April asked me if I wanted to do a trip to D-vile and North Star the answer was quick and expected.  I had to answer twice which made me wonder if they wanted me to go. It was on. It was Fat, Fancy,  Bif , and Flying J. o and me. then Flying J ruptured hisgoocher so he was out and Dirka was in. We left on a Wednesday and it was bad to be in California again. Too hot.  So we did a hard drive to cali and stopped for some good grocery store food. Yummy! sitting on the asphalt and eating salad is fun. So we arrived in Downieville ( after buying a map) with out too much trouble and got moved in. We were right on the river and within heckling distance of  yuba expeditions.  Thursday came quick and we were ready for the shuttle to the top. Yuba is lame by the way.  So we went to the top and man..what a great view.  Fat 'n' Fancy's  cali  friends followed us up and soon it was DOWN. Mostly. Tony seemed to have something wrong with his bike. I got a flat, Dirk got 2, and a bad rental, and I forgot my pump. Pedal,Pedal,Pedal. Fun ride. Fat's late friends. One gets broke. Late for every ride.  Hanging at the bridge near where Juanita was Hung.  Once again my LOUD mouth attracts trouble. Almost throw down with locals. Tony gets cool points for emptying his pockets. April runs. (for Larry)  Long night. Next day is the same except we didn't get 3 flats and a jammed chain and attitude from yuba(is lame) So I ate the banana instead.  That night..no drama or near fights. or wrestling. Up early ( I think) and headed for North *. Directions from odd people make for long drives. Safeway's in Cali are quite frightening. but we made it out alive. Found our condo..and then found it again. Tony got the onions but not the soap.( laundry) Watched Drop In season 2. Up later each day but still ready to ride. Waiting in line for the lift pass. Hmmmm. Shawn Palmer? yes. Haggered but riding the EVIL.( of course) Up the MTN and sketchy all the way down. This aint Oregon.  Where were the Californians? I mean the ones we knew. Too bad.  Dog Bone! AFTER THAT I HAVE NO FRIENDS. Dirk on the Gran Mal=speed=crash. German precision. Shopping! I got a sticker. April bought me wings. Why? Dirk was dirty and still drinking cranberry juice. Mexican? not Jamie. FOOD! No Burritos?jondis girls aren't Mexicans. Long talks about message boards?  No more nut's. Down the stairs , and load the car/thing. Bear tracks? Bernie?  Where is he anyway?  headed for home. Trading blue clouds for grey. I'll take it. 

Repeat? Ha........of course.
























1 comment:

bombing4x said...

Great pics. Convoluded trip report. Wacky flow. One of your finest! Pray the goocher heals quickly. Or maybe not.