Left San Fran on a crisp Monday morn. Managed to get myself to Sacramento the state capital. Was a pretty average city to be honest but it’s where the governator had his office I think. Then went to Squaw Valley – home of the winter Olympics in the 80’s and ran into a mate from Uni, rode the afternoon with him, perfect spring conditions, awesome views, massive field with endless terrain. The went and sat on the side of Tahoe for a few hrs work, mint sunset. Couch surfed stefans that night
Rode Homewood the next morning. Sweet little field which literally climbs off the shores of lake Tahoe. Amazing views and good tree riding, was a little crisp under the board as it had melted the day before and snap frozen overnight. No one about midweek riding, softened up by 11 for some sweet time on the board the switched to skis for the avo which was interesting to say the least!
Spent the night in the car in south Tahoe, pretty cold and woke up with a solid amount of ice around. Continued on down to Kirkwood on a beaut spring morning, spent 2 days here and had a nice foot of fresh pow on the second day, some of the most ridiculas riding I’ve ever done.
From here I left the hills of Tahoe sliding around on the ice in my rental car.. to Yosemitie. Spent the next 2 days here walking and enjoying the park. Freezing in the car, waking up with fresh snow on the roof. Tried to get up half dome but fresh snow caused me to turn back and loose myself in the woods for a solid couple of hours, which was compounded by the fact that I stumbled across a black bear (which was well scary!) and had to take an even bigger detour around a frozen lake, down a smallish dodge rockface and back to the track. All and all some amazing views, immense rockfaces, all in fresh snow. Breathtaking.
My next mission was Viva Las Vegas! After 12hrs walking and a 5hr drive straight to vegas arrived at about 2am and walked around in the lights. Following day was a dirty fried American brekkie, dogey backpackers and hoover dam, which is a sweet sweet piece of engineering. 720ft deep dam with 650ft thick concrete at the bottom, built ages and ages ago, good effort. Little night out in the might Vegas and a bit of kip to catch up on all the nights spent in the car. In the morning it was off to the gun range to shoot up an M16 and .50cal handgun, Nevada aey.
Death valley has some nice scenery, rattlesnakes on running tracks, massive salt lakes that are 300ft below sea level, Midnight canyoning where I felt exactly like the guy from 127 hrs, an 11,200ft peak to climb up and get buzzed by the f-18’s flying out of Edwards air force base. All and all had a great 2 days here, not very crowded and very different to anything back home.
On the way to San Diego went and saw the Boneyard where all the old commercial jets get parked cause its really dry, then down to San Diego that night. San Diego was good times, mostly working but spared some time to have a harbor cruise and see the beach, and have a few nights out. Its got a mint vibe and would fully recommend a visit if you ever get the chance.
After a few days in San Diego I headed up to Newport beach for lunch at john Waynes old yacht club, and a Friday afternoon beer at the Newport pier.
The weekend in LA. Did the good ol Malibu, Santa Monica and Venice beaches, even had the classic blading down Venice, didn’t see to many muscles but dancing roller skaters, people getting arrested and little Venice with the canals were defiantly highlights. Hollywood and Beverly hills were accomplished I got lost in the car one last time then dropped it back to the rental place. I then found out how much of a nightmare it is to get around LA in buses… grrrr.
Then there was a yet another day of goodness riding my first rollercoaster! At 6 flags, mental is a good way to describe it!
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