As usual it start early in the morning. By 8.30 AM I am on the road again heading south. The road is still magnificent. Talked to Matthew over the phone and he was wondering weather I would be able to make it by the next couple of days. I am supposed to meet Matthew and Lee in Indio California. Still a long way to go for me so I decide that when I will reach San Francisco I better leave this great road (California #1) and get on the highway # 5 south toward Los Angeles to make it on time.
The ride from San Francisco to Indio is monotonous as I follow I 5 all the way. I spend the night in a motel on the way. I am 150 miles from Indio California which gives me plenty of time to meet the guys in the early afternoon the next day.
The following afternoon I arrive in Indio and go straight to change my tires at the mechanic. There I meet Matthew, Lee, and Matthews’s friend Greg. The plan is to stay over at Greg and Rose place for the night and leave first thing in morning for Mexico. I personally wish to thank Greg and his wife Sharon for the great hospitality in their beautiful california home. I had the best ahi tuna I ever had in a very long time. We set in their garden by the fire for a drink until it was time to go to bed and get ready to enter Mexico the following morning. A truly pleasant evening. Thank you.
Well today it was a different story. Not so much with the weather that is still miserable, but the ride itself. I have traveled with my wife all along this coast 16 years ago but I don’t remember it to be this beautiful. In fact, we may have taken a different route. Well maybe the truth is that I was not doing that well so many years ago and was most likely sleeping for the majority of it. Matteo is now surely expecting something along the lines such as, “I miss you”, “you should be here with me” or “How can you have missed this segment” but no, this time i want to say a few words to express my feelings for my wife. Sorry Matteo, but if i talk about you all the time chances are that you will lose your hair rapidly 🙂 . As I said before, my then girlfriend and I traveled through this coast 16 years ago. I was not feeling very good back then. Today I was thinking for a very long time under my wet helmet (I have a little hole on top of it so water slowly filters in) how much I love this woman. I realize that is not easy for her to accept in such a positive way all the dreams and ambitions I have, but she manages to understand. One day, In Calgary, I was fascinated about ghost towns and decided to fly myself on a Cessna 182 to Uranium City. At that time i only had 200 hours of flight time, not a lot. Uranium city is truly a ghost town in northern Saskatchewan, it is stunningly eerie. If I was lost there I would have been in quiet a bit of trouble, so I was very hesitant about going. Well, all I had to do was to share my concern with my wife. She approached me and while she gave me a hug she told me that i should do it because otherwise i would later regret it. It turned out to be the best flight i ever did on my own. Therefore Marci, for all you do for me, this WOW is for you.
The ride today
Not exactly the Garibaldi i studied in school
This morning I started my journey from Victoria BC to the USA. I could not believe it when I saw the sign for highway #101 west – the journey has started! I rode east traveling from Italy to Japan; now riding west and south made me rethink of all the kilometers done so far. When I started to re elaborate all my adventures, I thought about Mongolia, Uzbekistan, Turkmenistan, Russia. The different cultures I have travelled through are all individually unique, it is astounding to think that I am finally traveling in the U.S.A. It is also a bit strange for me to start the American continent heading south toward our new project of helping children without Matteo. In his mind, I am famous for constantly forgetting or loosing some of my belonging along the way. Well guess what….. after only 75 KM from Port Angeles WA, I stopped to put my rain gear and forgot my first pair of sunglasses on the side of the road – I really need my riding partner soon, I miss him, but Matteo will meet me in Colombia. The ride down was freezing, I don’t remember the last time I was ever this cold in my entire life. I should have listened to my fiend Lee when he advised me to get a heated jacket, but of course I did not. There was freezing rain almost the all way, it was bitter and wet, but it was an absolutely amazing ride. # 101 is fantastic so far. I Left Victoria on the 10.30 AM ferry to Port Angeles WA, therefore I did not have a very long day riding since I make my number one rule not to drive at night. For the evening I found a little motel in the town of Raymond WA. and plan on going to bed early and make up for some road in the morning.
The ‘Coho” Ferry from Victoria BC to Port Angeles WA
“La Penelope” on the shore of Washington State
OMG. Pretty sad isn’t it ???