Saturday, April 2, 2005
End of the road
I ate too much at Margie's before starting out on some all-new roads.
Creston Rd. starts from 13th St. and the 101 in Paso, winding south and a little east. In the quaint (no, really) town of Creston, it turns into SR-229. Wow.
SR-229 winds south under a canopy of oaks, past horse ranches in the rolling hills. It only runs for ten miles, but it's some of the best ten miles I've ever ridden. They were running an annual Wildflower Bike Ride on the same road, but I was early enough to avoid most of the riders.
SR-58 gets compared on Pashnit to the best of California's motorcycling roads - Angeles Crest, SR-36 - impressive company. It's broken down into thirds: twisty and hilly on the west, followed by a straight and fast section with fun whoopdees, followed by more twists and hills on the eastern end.
It was all it was made out to be, and maybe even more with the green hills and massive wildflowers on display. My back was yowling after three long days in the saddle, but the ride was still very cool. The bugs were out in force, though.
SR-33 is pretty dreary through the Kern County oil fields. Cerro Noroeste was fast and fun, as always. I-5 was harsh without the V-1. My back was screaming all down the I-210.
