2021 Pashnit Touring on a Hayabusa

The next day, the plan was to ride a big loop in San Luis Obispo County, one of our favorite places to ride in Central Coastal California. The roads are always deserted and endless twisty.

Early start as the Sun starts over the horizon on a chilly morning. We're only 12 miles inland from the ocean.

Utah Ken always gives me the stink-eye. Enough already. Let's ride!
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The plan: Las Pilitas to Huer Huero to Rossi's Driveway -Highway 229 into Creston. Then turn around and ride Rossi's Driveway the opposite direction (ie twice!) and out Highway 58.

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Las Pilitas to Huer Huero has to be seen to believed. Fast and smooth for a backroad, rolling and rollicking up a creek bed, super fun ride!

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A lack of hairpins or steep elevation changes makes it a fast road, wiggly left right makes for super fun.

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If it looks dry, it's very. Hasn't rained here in many months. But if you come out there in spring, ie April, it can be super green!

This area is called the Pozo Loop as it heads out to the 'town' of Pozo. The word Pozo means 'well' and was a stagecoach stop in the 1870s. The saloon is still there & dates to 1858. But, there's nothing here except a saloon, which ironically is famous as a concert venue. Willie Nelson & the Black Crowes have played here.

Pozo Saloon
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The Pozo Loop
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Could it get even better? It can. And does.

If Valentino Rossi had a driveway, this would be it. One of the most unusual motorcycle roads in the state. Single lane, short, twisty, super-fast, invigorating, simply amazing. Ride it, turn around, and ride it back the other way. And we did just that.

How did you find this road? Funny you should ask.

Several decades ago, I worked for a company that sent me across the state, on business. It was my first real job after college, I had health insurance and an expense report. My employer at the time had a contractual relationship with 911 Call Centers across the state, to which my job was to travel to a great majority of them and train the employees on equipment my employer had supplied to them. I could fly. Or drive. Or, I could ride my Kawasaki ZX-11D. I chose the latter. The goal at the time was not to hop on the freeway and zip across the state, but rather to leave a day early and seek out the twistiest route A to B. And it was on company time. No wife, no kids, no mortgage. I was being paid to ride, and I could expense my mileage.

On this particular trip, I had to ride from NorCal to SoCal, the length of the state on the ocean side. It made sense to figure out a route through the Coast Range, as I was being sent to Ventura. Now kids, this was before GPS, Google Maps & Satellite maps didn’t exist yet, there were only antique paper maps, and a bit of guess work. The most detailed planning tools were AAA Sectional Maps and a coil bound book called a Thomas Guide you could buy at a book store.

Those were my only planning tools I could obtain at that time. This road connects to that, this connects over here, and that one looks twisty. That was the extent & depth of planning back in The Olden Days. I had no idea where I was going, no idea what was in store, no idea what the journey would be like, and no idea what the terrain would entail. All things we can look up in seconds in present day.

I only knew I have to be here at this address at 9 AM on a Thursday. No one cared how I got there. And that job led to more discoveries and more joyous solo road miles than one could imagine while we worked on that project with the 911 Call Centers for many months. I discovered many fun roads during those numerous trips to remote corners of the state. Destinations ranged from Indio along the Mexican border to Susanville & Eureka along the Oregon border, all four corners of the state. I have to tell someone about this road. It became a mantra. And those journeys around the state ‘for work’ set the framework to share those travels on something brand new (imagine that!) called the internet, and subsequently, for a motorcycle tour business known as Pashnit, to further share those wandering travels from back in The Olden Days, in person. No one plans these things, rather they all happen in a series of unplanned steps.

https://www.pashnit.com/ca-hwy-229

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I'm going to have to block this thread until I can figure out the logistics to get out there in person for one of these tours! lol
You ride some amazing looking roads with incredible scenary!
Thanks for always sharing with us.
 
Highway 58 has an air of reverence when mentioned in motorcycle conversation. Imagine a variety of curves, two low ranges, and high-speed straights coupled with amazing views of the Central Valley. It's a combination of all these, that middle of nowhere feeling, the big sky country, quality pavement and length- 72 miles of motorcycle nothingness that create those giddy childlike comments comprised of glee, excitement and wonderment.

Up and over two low ranges, and in the middle, there are some looonnng straights.

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This is ranching country and there's nobody out here.

Couple sections of brand-new pavement.

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Mark gives it a thumbs up
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Favorite story about Highway 58: There's a ghost town out here.

The ghost town of California Valley is past the turn southward for Soda Lake Road next to the Carissa Plains elementary school. Ghost Town might not be the appropriate word for something that was never built, but the map indeed shows a town. And quite large, teeming with endless grid line of streets, each one named.

The year 1960 rolled around and the original Spanish Land Grant was doled out to several rather optimistic land developers who believed the California Water Project would bring water to the area. Streets were graded, named and 7000 2-1/2-acre plots were created and sold through nationwide advertising at $600 apiece for the aspiring community of California Valley. 7000 x $600 scaled up for inflation equals $3.6 billion in today’s dollars.

The next big paradise? Not quite. Instead, the aqueduct, which runs the length of Central California, was built on the other side of the Temblor Range parallel to Interstate 5.

Despite the national ad campaign and the promise of land for a $20 down payment, no suburban paradise was ever built. The soil was too alkaline for crops, there's no water, and electricity ended at the community center that was built. Today, sixty years later, there are an estimated 500 people living in the California Valley. There are numerous small homesteads along Soda Lake Rd, but there are still no services, and no town was ever built.

Town of California Valley that was never built. The graded streets are all still there.
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I’ve always had a thing for Bitterwater Rd. It’s a remote ranch road that connects two major highways, 58 & 46. For many years in the early days of the California Motorcycle Roads website (20 years ago), this road was the lead photo for the whole site, it was the first thing you saw when you logged onto Pashnit.com. For many years, I repeatedly tried to re-create this photo parking in the same exact spot, with a succession of different bikes, and was always unsuccessful.

Different times of year, different color sky, different rainfalls dramatically affect the rolling treeless landscape. Bitter is in the title, it’s a dry area that experiences spring super blooms that produce brilliant greens and miles of wildflowers.

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