Yesterday I felt kinda cranky and sniffly, so I decided to go for a ride in the hills. I had just had my bike serviced and a new rear tire put on, plus I put a new fork brace (SuperBrace) on to see if that would help with low-speed handling. Which it did.
So anyway, I left Alameda around 1:30pm and headed east. Took some boring freeways into the Delta, then 12 east to Kettleman Road to 88, just past Lodi. Then I hopped back onto 12 and then onto highway 26, which was a lot of fun, at least until I tried to find a shortcut back to 88 and came across this:
This is a road called Schaad Road. "Schaad" in Dutch means "damage," so I decided not to take my chances. So I backtracked back to 26 and wish I'd stayed on it, because just before the junction with 88 it swoops down into and then back out of a deep, forested valley. Very pretty.
Finally I got back on 88 east. There was plenty of snow at the higher elevations.
The lake near Kirkwood was frozen.
As was the one a few miles beyond, just below Carson Pass.
The condition of the road was OK. There were some big-ass rocks around the Carson Spur, probably caused by the rapid snowmelt -- the snowpack contains plenty of rocks and other nasty stuff, in addition to plain old water.
By the time I got to Markleeville, it was around 7:00pm and starting to get dark.
Nonetheless I headed up Monitor Pass.
Here too, the road conditions were mostly OK, with just a little grit and pea gravel along the edges of each lane.
The shadows were getting long over the backside of Monitor. Amazingly, though, the temperatures were quite tolerable. I didn't even have to plug in my Gerbing liner.
I tried to take a picture of myself, but I clearly still have a lot to learn about my new camera, in particular about the self-timer setting.
By the time I got to 395, it was almost completely dark. I made my way up to Carson City, found a room, and had a late dinner.
So anyway, I left Alameda around 1:30pm and headed east. Took some boring freeways into the Delta, then 12 east to Kettleman Road to 88, just past Lodi. Then I hopped back onto 12 and then onto highway 26, which was a lot of fun, at least until I tried to find a shortcut back to 88 and came across this:
This is a road called Schaad Road. "Schaad" in Dutch means "damage," so I decided not to take my chances. So I backtracked back to 26 and wish I'd stayed on it, because just before the junction with 88 it swoops down into and then back out of a deep, forested valley. Very pretty.
Finally I got back on 88 east. There was plenty of snow at the higher elevations.
The lake near Kirkwood was frozen.
As was the one a few miles beyond, just below Carson Pass.
The condition of the road was OK. There were some big-ass rocks around the Carson Spur, probably caused by the rapid snowmelt -- the snowpack contains plenty of rocks and other nasty stuff, in addition to plain old water.
By the time I got to Markleeville, it was around 7:00pm and starting to get dark.
Nonetheless I headed up Monitor Pass.
Here too, the road conditions were mostly OK, with just a little grit and pea gravel along the edges of each lane.
The shadows were getting long over the backside of Monitor. Amazingly, though, the temperatures were quite tolerable. I didn't even have to plug in my Gerbing liner.
I tried to take a picture of myself, but I clearly still have a lot to learn about my new camera, in particular about the self-timer setting.
By the time I got to 395, it was almost completely dark. I made my way up to Carson City, found a room, and had a late dinner.
That's one funny commercial.