It turned out to be a tiny mountain community of homes known as Johnsville all built around the 1880s
Downside is I did no advance homework so it was really just a couple old timey Victorian homes and a mill over yonder, but it did have some cool mountain views from 6000 ft. Lots of Gold Mining history round these parts.
That was kind of a bust.
There's also a huge railroad museum nearby in Portola. Maybe I'll check that out instead, next time I come through here.
This High Sierra area is known as the "Lakes Basin," a collection of some fifty lakes to the northeast of the towering Sierra Buttes. The largest of them, was named in 1850 when a miner, Thomas Stoddard, claimed he had found a mountain lake whose shores were studded with gold nuggets. The usual rush ensued; more than a thousand hopeful prospectors would set out on an expedition for this lake of gold, and repeated expeditions followed, swelled by rumor and hope. Entire towns emptied as Argonauts rushed into the mountains above Downieville. No gold was ever found on those shores. The name, however, Gold Lakes, remains to this day.
Checking out Sardine Lake in the shadow of Sierra Buttes
Dropping in elevation below the 4000 ft mark and starting to get hot. Temps bump over 90 & it's time to break out the cool vest. Now if I could only find a place to wet the vest
And a Methodist Church I needed to get a photo of.
There’s a tiny pioneer church in North San Juan: the North San Juan Methodist Church. Built in the Greek Revival style of architecture common during the Gold Rush, the building is worth checking out at 10090 Flume Street, two blocks off Main Street. The church was built in 1856 and is still standing over 160 years later. A plaque out front reads: One of the oldest of this faith in continuous operation in California. Escaped three major fires which destroyed the town. The Rev. H. B. Sheldon first assigned Pastor. Rode circuit from Brandy City to French Corral on horseback.
One last road to check out: Sweetland Rd. Sometimes you get 140 miles of twisties. Sometimes you get just one.
Rolled home last hour in 99 degrees.
Time to hop in the pool & cool off. I hate hot weather.
Never unpacked the bike, swap out the rear tire, clean off the bugs, ready to go again for the next tour.
Tomorrow taking off 4am on another ride, this time we're headed to NorCal again (you can never ride Northern California enough times) to do the Mystery Tour. This is a motorcycle tour where you have no idea where you're going.
26 people signed up and 12 are going to make it, fun little group of veteran riders. This tour idea of having no idea where you are going has proved so popular, offering it twice this season, and we'll do it again in October.
Lot of people signing up for my mysterious tour destination. Downside is heatwave rolled in, again, and 106 degree temps predicted, again, in Sacramento. Bummer.
I'm not going to cancel a ride due to heat, that's just the way it is round these parts in summer. But... I did re-design my tour around the heat. Nobody hates heat more than I do. One month before the ride, the meet spot was sent out - meet me in Northern California, and a crew showed up.
All the fellas rode up the day before, I left my house at 4am and rode the 2-1/2 hours up to Red Bluff and watched the sun come up. I also changed our kick-stands up leave time to 7am so we gain an hour in the morning of cooler temps.
Riding through the Central Valley and pretty sure I could scrape off these bugs and make a pate for breakfast.
It's really important to get out of the Central Valley while it's still cool out. The plan is to head up into the mountains, or at least be at higher elevations.
Staying off all the major highways and taking back roads, farm roads and occasionally getting some new pavement.
9-miles from the fuel stop: Remember that rule about always fill up before setting off on a big ride, yeah, that one.
I would love to carry extra fuel for just this sort of occasion, but no place to put my MSR Fuel Canisters on this Givi setup. Can't put them inside the top case as fumes escape no matter how well sealed.
Next best thing is a hand-crank siphon hose. The cheap ones from your local auto-parts store never work, but this one did quite well. And the 5.5 gallon tank on the Hayabusa is good for over 200-mile range. Transfer a bit of fuel and on our merry way.
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