Raven's Roads
Living an interesting life: the travels and musings
of motorcycling author Linda R. Moore

15 July 2008

When we left home a week ago last Tuesday, the smoke was this thick. Blech!

Just as we turned onto 299, a fire engine shot by. The fire-fighting efforts are still in full swing.

This, incidentally, is part of our commute (and the smoke is lessening a bit). They’re working on it to straighten out the curves. The curves make me feel a bit seasick in the RV, but on a bike they’re great fun. There’s 2000 feet or so of mountain pass to descend on hairpins and long curves. It finally calms down around Old Shasta.

I admire the big-rig drivers who take these curves so well. (Mostly. There’s been a slew of accidents lately: Motorcycle vs. logging truck and hay truck vs. logging truck spring to mind.)

Down by Whiskeytown Lake, visibility still sucked.

The ugly remains of the Motion Fire are hard to miss. As of the time of publication, this fire has been contained.

There were no nice views from the Whiskeytown NRA visitor center, and the air was hard to breathe.

And finally, we were down in Redding, for stocking-up on stuff and shopping…and, um, Moore. ;)

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