Ho hum, another dreary day spent trying to persuade Mark that it is not conducive to our welbeing to tell large, bearded men with tattoos that riding a Harley makes them sad, cliched old farts.
That aside, the day started bright and early in Klamath and we headed of down Route 97 towards California. We were quite surprised to go through an inspection as we crossed the border between the states but were waved on with a cheery “You have a nice day now”! Following the 97 through Dorris we eventually reached Weed. However seeing that there was none on offer we moved on and blasted down the Interstate (you have no idea how much I enjoyed typing those words!) stopping only for a nice cup of tea at a rest area (well actually it was a particularly nasty cup of hot chocolate and a mediocre coffee).
A slight anxiety about fuel lights flashing caused us to drop down to just below the speed limit for a while, This turned out to be fortuitous as a State Trooper cruised past soon afterwards. Otherwise I could be writing this from the County Jail rather than a hotel room.
The high spot of the journey was undoubtedly being overtaken by an elderly couple who were sitting in what appeared to be armchairs, mounted on what can only be described as the three wheeled, bastard offspring of an unholy tryst between a motorcycle and a Honda Civic.
After 217 miles, which went from freezing cold, 5000 feet up Mount Something-or-Other and baking hot as we cruised through the peach orchards and palm trees on Route 99, we reached Chico. Instead of failing to find our hotel in the midst of a thunderstorm, today we failed to find our hotel in the midst of 30 degree heat.
However after a large meal and a stroll through the Thursday night street market we are now refreshed and ready to do it all again tomorrow! Next stop Merced.
PS. Did I mention there were pine trees along the way?
Over the Hill and Far Away.......... 
Just keep reminding bro to be polite, especially to big blokes – the family failing after all (or one of them anyway) is the big gob. On balance would rather think you’re both going to make it back in one unbruised piece..
Love your style of writing Pete…be careful with your speed they are sooooo hot over there with the speed limits…it could compromise both of you returning at some point in the future and hiring bikes/cars again.Need a piccie of those pine trees you keep mentioning….
I look forward to your blog each day very entertaining.