North Bay for Breakfast

Only three riders at the starting point, but there were 6 for breakfast. Golly Dave was waiting for us at the restaurant and Fred eventually showed up in his Austin Healy – I’m assuming he checked the oil. Jerry was late, much more than his usual late. Apparently he had a very long (45 minute?) chat with a nice SF police officer explaining why his bike shouldn’t be impounded and he taken to jail. I don’t know what he said, but it worked: he didn’t even get a ticket.

After breakfast Dave and I took a ride out to the coast then over Mt Tam. That was not the best planning. There was an art festival or something going on that resulted in us stuck behind chartered school busses for most of the ride down the mountain.

 

Waiting for the ride to start

(1) Waiting for the ride to start

Waiting for the ride to start
Fred on four wheels

(2) Fred on four wheels

Fred on four wheels
This vehicle has oil

(2) This vehicle has oil

This vehicle has oil
Tomales bay

(3) Tomales bay

Tomales bay
Tomales bay, again

(3) Tomales bay, again

Tomales bay, again
A weed

(3) A weed

A weed