Question of Power

Back on the road for Harley-Davidson and hooking up with old friends:

At the airport yesterday in Albuquerque I could already feel the wind on my face thinking about riding Highway 395 from Los Angeles to Canada.  Pouring over maps the past two months, planning the trip, getting the gear ready, packing my bags.  It was time to ride.

Arrived in LA, picked up the new Wide Glide HOG project bike, made a couple of very important stops before rolling on the throttle heading for HWY 395.

Had the opportunity to hook up with some very special friends.  Thanks Linda and Peg for opening up your home to a biker guy needing a good bed, making me the perfect tuna sandwich, and putting a big smile on my face.

Fifty years ago I hung out with three very special guys.  We were together from the  first grade in school through high school  graduation.  After graduation we went different ways.  My assignment for Harley-Davidson brought us all back together after 50 years.

The four "motor heads".  Jim, Mike, Me, and Marty.  The '74 yellow convert belongs to Mike.  Good things never change.

After reuniting with special friends it was freeway madness across the LA Basin.  Made the turn onto Highway 395 near Hesperia.  Kickstand down tonight at Boron, CA.  Up the east side of the Sierra tomorrow.  Ridin' the "Forgotten Highway".

Wind in my face, hooking up with old friends...it doesn't get any better.

be strong, be safe, Carlan