Looking West at the top of Stunt Road as the fog rolls in
While swinging around a rather decent sweeper on Encinal Canyon this morning about halfway through the ride I was struck by the thought that over the course of my life the word ‘relaxation’ has continued to evolve in its meaning. Almost to a point where sometimes I think it seems like an organic concept, not a definition in a book. Originally relaxing seemed like such a simple idea - have a day off, go do something you enjoy and feel refreshed afterwards. Yet these days, as more and more of ‘the real world’ creeps its way into my personal time, I find it harder and harder to just lose myself and feel mellow when I’m not at work. Perhaps thats just growing up, I don’t know. When MotorMilt and I were headed up the PCH this morning at the start of our ride I was having a bitch of a time finding a way to let go of all that other stuff… And of course its funny how a motorcycle picks up on your vibe, if you feel a little bit tense the bike suddently feels that tension and begins to act out which inturn makes you feel even more tense then you were when you started. In many ways it becomes a stackable issue, one thing building on the last. Yet as we got further and further away from the city, the more I found a peaceful groove. By the time we hit the deli for breakfast even though the skies were still covered in a big gray mess of moody clouds, I felt pretty good… Thankfully that carried over to the ride home. I found the journey back an absolute blast. Had you asked me while MotorMilt and I were mounting up on the Ducs at the Agoura Deli in all honesty I probably wouldn’t have thought that a ride back on a cloudy day like today could be so rewarding. For that brief hour or so, everything just felt locked in. Not in a ‘zone’ sort of way, but rather in an at peace with life sort of way.
Today’s Ride Itinerary
The Medium Loop ( Approx. Time: 9:30 AM to 2:30 pm )
While we were out riding I happened to cross over 1,600 miles on the 9. Oddly enough watching a digital gauge cluster roll over is no where near as satisfying as the ‘ol analog white wheeled with black numbers odometer where you coulud progressively watch the final tenth of a mile click away. In the digital era it just happens. Odd thought I know. In other news, it was nice to finally see CalTrans out working on some parts of the canyons. At several locations earthmovers were hard at work pushing mudslides off the asphalt. Perhaps the roads will finally be clear before the summer hits.
Absolute most random thought of the day: Ford must have a huge hit on their hands with the new Mustang. I don’t write about cars very often because frankly I dig cycles a lot more, but it was hard not to notice a new ’stang no matter where we were riding today. Granted Malibu, Ca. and the surrounding areas are probably statistically a very niche demo sampling, but man there were a lot of them out there today. Almost all of which were black, except for one that was painted in the oddest lime-green color…
The Yellow Duc during a short burst of sunlight
A bit more of the fog rolling in…
Angles @ Stunt
Volcanic Granite, looking east from the Mullhulland Outlook
The Southern Skies, looking south from the Mullhulland Outlook
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Dig the pictures. Nice to see a little variety for those of us trapped in the flatlands.