45 Days on a Gen3 Hayabusa - 2023 Pashnit Touring


Length0.550 mi[1] (885 m)

Castaway Rd
Both pictures are screenshots of the middle of the road, looking in opposite directions.

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Nothing exciting, but it leads to some good riding.
 
I had this grand plan to ride this big loop around Placerville (it's the center of this rural foothill region), then backtrack into town for our lunch stop, then double back the opposite direction on even more twisty roads. Sometimes that best laid plans get changed on the fly and I have to adjust our route in my head as we’re riding it. I’m trying to ride as many twisty roads as I can fit in the day. But the distance you can cover solo vs the distance you can cover with a small group can be entirely different. So, I make changes on the fly and re-calculate the time vs. distance equation in my head as we’re riding. The math said my original routing was too ambitious, and I had to cut some mileage out to stay on schedule.

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Gary like my Bagster tank cover so much, he was showing me his new Bagster he just got for his GS

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Outside Placerville is a region called Apple Hill. The elevation between 2-3000 ft is the perfect climate for apple orchards and there's one after the other. During the fall, it's very touristy, and the orchards are very busy.

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Every orchard has some gimmicky thing to bring in the kids. The Larsen orchard has a huge water wheel.

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At the 3000 ft level is the tiny town of Camino anchored by a lumber mill that closed in the 90s, the wife and I used to live here when the kids were young, so we're in my backyard. Snows Rd drops off the ridge through several switchbacks and starts the ride south.

Snows Rd is about a mile from my old house. I used to ride this regularly when I had my '00.

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Switchbacks
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At Fiddletown is the single lane Hale Rd, and our only water crossing of the day. No bridge was ever built over the creek, so we ride though it, rather than over.

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Take the road less traveled

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Single lane backroads

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We found the ice cream

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Bruce found an old rat bike - Bruce owns about 50 different motorcycles, mostly vintage.

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And some sunshine

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Gary approves

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Bike stickers. You have to be over 40 to get the cultural references.

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What a difference time makes. We were here last in March 2020, the week before covid officially started. It officially ended days ago.

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3 years later - February 2023 - the social events are back
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Grass is red.

The first time I got into a heated argument over colors was grade school. The assignment was to draw a picture of your house, and surrounding my house was red grass. The art teacher stated I did the assignment incorrectly, but I was adamant. I was right, and she was wrong, and I wasn’t backing down. Don’t you see red grass? I was insistent. Grass is green, everyone knows that, she said.

40 years later, grass is still red, and I’m still right. But it gets better. The grass in the Sierra Nevada Foothills is special.

This grass is orange.

And the brilliant spring colors in Sierra Nevada Foothill regions glow this time of year. The rolling hills of orange grass coupled with undulating country roads are the best. At least that’s what the backs of my colorblind eyeballs are telling my brain.

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Rolling hills of orange grass is all I see

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I like this shot. It shows delayed late apex lines.

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