Back down to Forest Road 97. It's still paved, anyway.

It's after 5:30 now and I haven't seen a car for nearly two hours. Time to head west to civilization.

I turned down Forest Service Road 49 towards Bartle on Hwy. 89. Road 49 was pretty spooky - twilight, volcanic rock amidst the pines, straignt as a string for miles.

I was afraid to ride much over 60 mph, though - this is exactly the time and place where I'd expect deer to jump into the road.

I carried on to Dunsmuir on I-5, then on to Redding for the night.

Tired! Some fairly tough riding, 11-1/2 hours total time.

More to come: the next day is the Trinity Alps.

Back down to Forest Road 97. It's still paved, anyway.

It's after 5:30 now and I haven't seen a car for nearly two hours. Time to head west to civilization.

I turned down Forest Service Road 49 towards Bartle on Hwy. 89. Road 49 was pretty spooky - twilight, volcanic rock amidst the pines, straignt as a string for miles.

I was afraid to ride much over 60 mph, though - this is exactly the time and place where I'd expect deer to jump into the road.

I carried on to Dunsmuir on I-5, then on to Redding for the night.

Tired! Some fairly tough riding, 11-1/2 hours total time.

More to come: the next day is the Trinity Alps.