So I’m sitting on my bike in this little parking lot watching the sun come up over a casino in the distance. Very nice, weather is going to be perfect, I have a full day of riding in front of me and I’m going to see Ronnie! About that time Ronnie comes putting down the road. You can hear Ronnie coming, his pipe are unique (loud.) He always has a smile on his face when he rides. We do quick hellos and the next thing I know were on Hwy 395 heading north…to Portland, OR.

It’s morning and the sun is rising on our right as we zoom up to Susanville. Before I know it Mt. Shasta shows up.