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  • August 13th California Get Together

    I believe it was LoHo who proposed in the Member's Lounge forum that some of the NorCal membership get together at 2 pm Saturday the 13th at Wool Grower's Restaurant in Los Baños. Since I'm unable to attend the Reno/Tahoe rally and I love Basque food I decided to go to this one. Los Baños (pronounced "los bahnyos") is about 210 miles from my Lake County home and was the first real road trip for my recently acquired mechanically sound but cosmetically challenged XS11SF which turned 46,000 miles on this trip. As it turned out only 4 of us XSives could make it, LoHo, Uncle Spot, Diver Ray and myself. Pat Kelly had intended to come but unfortunately had to work instead.

    Accompanying me on the ride were Ducati Tim on his ST-2 sport tourer and Tom Phillips on his Kawi Vulcan 1500. We met at Tom's house in Clearlake at 9 AM and set out down State 29 through the oak studded hills of Lake County. At the Napa County line we began the climb over Mt. St. Helena which is a great ride in itself with seemingly endless curves through the deep maple and tall piney woods. As we crossed the summit and started our descent we ran into the famous San Francisco Bay Area fog. We were expecting very hot temperatures in Los Baños and were not dressed for temps in the 50s. Tim and I had full leathers but no warm clothing underneath. Tom was wearing chaps but no jacket.

    I pulled over and asked Tom if he wanted to put on his jacket but he said he was OK. This is a fellow who just returned from a ride to Phoenix and back through 126F temps in the Mojave not to mention the monsoon...some guys are just tougher than others! At Calistoga we left 29 and turned south on the Silverado Trail which skirts the eastern side of the famous Napa Valley. This is also a great scenic ride winding through the vineyards and past countless wineries until it again re-joins 29 south of the city of Napa. We turned left off 29 through American Canyon and onto I-80 west which actually goes south at this point. I-80 had the congested stop-and-go traffic for which it is famous in the Bay Area so we had a few miles of the nerve-wracking California sport of lane splitting until we turned east on I-780 towards Benicia (former California Capital and home to the mothball fleet) where we picked up I-680 south through Contra Costa County. Finally we broke out of the fog and into the sunshine! At I-580 we turned east over the Altamont Pass with it's well known windmills which generate electricity for thousands of homes.

    Somewhere in Contra Costa (I forget where exactly) Tom pointed at his tank and at that moment my fuel light went on. We pulled off the Interstate for gas. This was a pattern that continued throughout the trip every 122-124 miles. Seems that my Special has the same range and fuel consumption as Tom's Kawasaki 1500 which, though the tank looks bigger, holds only 4 gallons, the same as a Special. Prices at the pump were a whopping $2.929 for 87 octane and $3.019 for 91 octane, the highest I've ever seen. Diesel was an astronomical $3.079! Tim was nowhere near empty on the long-legged Ducati ST-2 but he topped off anyway. I love gassing up with Tim as there is nothing quite like the sound of a Ducati with aftermarket mufflers. Harleys go "potato-potato", Ducks go "rumpety-rump!" When he starts it in a gas station heads snap around. People ask, "What the hell kind of bike is that?"

    Throughout the trip with the exception of congested I-80 traffic was moving at well above the speed limit which was good for us since the CHP can't very well ticket everyone but nothing in my experience prepared me for the traffic on I-5 which moving at 80-90 mph though the posted limit is 70 mph. Even the big rigs were doing 80 (truck limit is 55). When in Rome I always say...heh heh heh! I discovered that my 11 Special is a bit buzzy at 85 though it's smooth at 90...guess I better go 90 then! And so began the long, fast, but boring grind down I-5. (to be continued in a future post...)

    BTW I took some pics with a disposable camera and have scanned them into my computer...I'll post them when I figure out how!
    Shiny side up,
    650 Mike

    XS1100SF "Rusty", runs great, 96k miles
    XS650SJ "The Black Bike", engine from XS650H with 750cc big bore kit, 30k miles

    Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in one pretty and well preserved piece, but to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, worn out and defiantly shouting, "WOW, what a ride !" - [URL="http://www.flyingsnail.com/Sprung/index.html"]Sprung[/URL]

  • #2
    Part 2 - When I left off we were blasting through the San Joachin Valley at 90 mph down I-5.

    The Great Central Valley, consisting of the San Joachin and Sacramento Valleys, is California's breadbasket, in fact an argument could be made that it is the nation's breadbasket as well since it, along with SoCal's Imperial Valley, produces 2/3 of the food grown in the United States...believe it or not! We were riding the part of I-5 that goes down the western edge of the San Joachin Valley with hills covered with amber colored (Chamber of Commerce says "golden") wild oats 3 or 4 ft. tall backed by the oak studded mountains of the Coast Range on the west side of the highway and citrus and olive orchards and vineyards on the east side. On very clear days one can just see the peaks of the Sierra Nevada in the far distance to the east but the day we rode they were invisible in the hazy heat. There was a gusty crosswind coming off the western hills that was really fatiguing, sometimes we'd be upright and at others leaning at an angle into the wind. Gasoline was a bit cheaper than in the Bay Area but the price of diesel was amazingly high at $3.059-$3.069. My neighbor Hal Kenyon (yep, the retired flat track racer) reports he was in Ukiah (Mendocino County) yesterday and diesel was selling for $3.42 a gallon! This is an over 50 cent increase in one week in an oil producing state with 6 refineries in the Bay Area alone, not to mention a bunch more in Southern California. As of yesterday non-branded 87 octane gas (my XS11 loves it) was selling for $2.859 at the cheapest station in my county but I wouldn't be surprised if it's 10 cents higher today. California leads and the rest of the country follows so everyone get ready to pay over 3 bucks a gallon very soon.

    I was continually impressed by the way my XS11 ate up the miles. At 85 mph the engine is just below it's torque peak and a handful of throttle brings a positively vicious growl from the intake tract and a gratifying tug on the arms as the bike accelerates quickly and effortlessly to 100 mph and beyond. I want to keep the throttle open but a new California law requires police to take those caught speeding above 100 mph directly to jail (Do not pass Go!) so I roll it off. At one point we overtook a rider on a Harley dresser who obviously couldn't stand being passed by foreign bikes. He caught us up and rode along for 7 or 8 miles but, realizing we were going to continue at 90 per forever in the 96 degree heat, finally broke off with a little wave. Because of the hot weather I had replaced the full Turbo brand windshield that came on my bike with a small National Cycle Deflector Shield so as to get some cooling breeze and I'm sure glad I did. Hey, remember how in the mid-eighties that "turbo" was the catch word which was applied to everything whether it had anything to do with turbos or not? Turbo laundry soap, turbo paint etc. etc. Isn't marketing wonderful? At least Japanese turbo bikes actually had turbos in them!

    We had lost quite a bit of time in Bay Area traffic so even with the high speed blast down I-5 it was four hours and change after leaving Clearlake we came to the exit for State Hwy. 152 which we took east to Los Baños and very shortly we were at the city limits where a sign informed us that Los Baños is the "City of the Spring Baths" which is what one would surmise since the name means "the baths" in Spanish, the language of the original settlers. Thanks to the Google map posted on the Forum by LoHo we were able to ride directly to the restaurant parking lot where we arrived 10 minutes before the appointed hour of 2 PM. Uncle Spot was there waiting with his Special (w/ Midnight Special exhaust system). He was easy to "spot" since not only did he have an XS11, he was wearing an "Uncle Spot" t-shirt and had on one of his XS11 ballcaps. He told us he'd been there for an hour and that the restaurant stopped lunch service at 2. A few minutes later Diver Ray blew in from the Santa Cruz area on his Vetter equipped standard. We introduced ourselves around and then Uncle Spot noticed that Tom's bike wasn't a Harley and since it's got no badges (We don' got to show you no steenking badges!) asked what the heck it was. Just the opening Tom needed to start bragging about his Kawasaki...of course it's all true, I can attest! Tim's bike got some notice as well, I imagine Ducatis are pretty rare in the San Joachin, especially in the factory's beautiful metallic blue paint. Ducatis are most often painted Ferrari Red or Yellow or sometimes silver or black. I've never seen another blue Ducati so I christened the bike "The Blue Duke". The 3 XS11s were parked in the hot sunny center of the parking lot and the "other bikes" were parked in the shade of the building which is why we gathered there.

    About 2:15 LoHo arrived with SWMBO on the back and parked in the XS11 section. LoHo's wife went to check out the restaurant and sure enough they had stopped serving so after a bit of getting acquainted and checking out each others XSs we adjourned to a Mexican restaurant a half block away and had an excellent Durango style lunch. Diver Ray and I washed ours down with a bottle of Negra Modelo (Mexican dark ale) which I just couldn't resist having since they had no non-alcoholic beer (just don't tell my doctor). After all, beer is the only beverage that goes perfectly with Mexican food. If I didn't have to ride home I would have had a couple more but alas!

    (To be continued...)
    Shiny side up,
    650 Mike

    XS1100SF "Rusty", runs great, 96k miles
    XS650SJ "The Black Bike", engine from XS650H with 750cc big bore kit, 30k miles

    Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in one pretty and well preserved piece, but to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, worn out and defiantly shouting, "WOW, what a ride !" - [URL="http://www.flyingsnail.com/Sprung/index.html"]Sprung[/URL]

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    • #3
      Part 3, The Conclusion

      After lunch we hung around the parking lot for a while gassing on each other's bikes and exchanging last minute pleasantries before saddling up. It sure was great seeing 4 XS11s parked next to each other. I had somehow lost my right hand side cover (the one that still had the "XS Eleven Special" badge) on the way down which kind of bummed me. Ron (Uncle Spot) mentioned that he had an extra Midnight Special right side cover and that replacement covers were $175. Then he noticed that my SF had the 2 hooks at the top and a spigot hole on the bottom and his cover had 3 spigots. I said I could probably modify the cover to fit. I've since read in the Forum that side covers coming off on the road is a common occurance. Eventually we went our separate ways, Ray promising to give me a buzz when he got up my way which he does fairly often since he dives out of Ft. Bragg which is relatively close. It had been great meeting these XSives, a truly fine bunch! It was now about 5pm though I didn't check my watch.

      Tom, Tim and I rode west out of town on 152 and just before we got to I-5 we saw an electronic sign warning of gusty winds on 152 in Pacheco pass. I thought of Ray since he would be riding home on that road. We turned north onto I-5 having previously decided to avoid the Bay Area traffic hassle by riding I-5 all the way to State 20 and then west into Lake County. Once again we were buffeted by crosswinds on I-5 even stronger than on the trip down. I was wearing a half helmet with a flip-up shield and the wind kept flipping the damned thing up much to my annoyance. I decided to just let it go but it kept fluttering up and down across my field of vision which was even more annoying. Eventually I found that if I turned my head to the left slightly into the crosswind the shield would stay down, at least until I turned my head to clear my blind spot when changing lanes. I had to grab the shield every time I changed lanes. Finally I slid back to the passenger seat and ducked down behind my little Deflector Shield. After 40 miles of this we eventually got out of the side wind. We were cruising at the same 80-90 mph we had on the trip down. The trip back would be longer due to the change in route but we figured it would probably take the same amount of time since most of the route would be on the fast superslab. I noticed that the citrus groves on our right had signs saying "Oranges", "Mandarins", "Lemons" etc. We passed several groups of Harleys coming the other way but they weren't in a waving mood and neither were we at this point.

      We stopped for gas and a short ways farther up the road I remembered that I hadn't called SWMBO to tell her we were on our way so I pulled off at another gas station to call. We all agreed that we had really been fatigued by the 40 miles of crosswind riding. Tom went off in search of a stubby screwdriver so he could fix a loose wire on his driving lamps since we wouldn't get home until after dark. He found the screwdriver but was only able to get one of the two necessary screws out so that turned out to be a waste of time. We continued on through Modesto and Sacramento and when my fuel light came on I pulled off at the Yolo County Seat of Woodland for gas determined that we would quit I-5 at this point instead of continuing to State 20. I had completely had it with driving 80 mph or more in heavy traffic on an arrow straight road.

      After we gassed up I said, "Follow me!", and we rode up two-lane State 16 through the scenic Capay Valley agricultural district. Once we passed the Cache Creek Indian Casino the traffic evaporated and soon we were in Cache Creek Canyon crossing and recrossing the creek with mountains towering on each side. I was never so glad to see curves in my life! This is wild country and is popular with the river-rafting crowd. Eventually Cache Creek Canyon branched off to the left and we continued up Bear Creek Canyon until soon we arrived at the junction of 16 and 20 where we turned west for yet more mountain riding.

      It was getting dark now and we pulled off at a scenic overlook and I removed my tinted faceshield and changed from my sunglasses to my normal glasses before we resumed our trip. Pretty soon we reached the divide which is also the County Line between Colusa and Lake counties. At one point the road straightens out for a couple of miles through a small valley and I thought about wicking it up a bit but the sign saying "Elk Crossing Next 3 Miles" made me think better of it. As one who once hit a deer with my bike I definitely didn't wish to repeat the experience with a much larger elk! Soon we turned south on 53 into the City of Clearlake and pulled up at Tom's house around 9:30 pm. We said goodbye to Tom and headed for my place in Clearlake Riviera, where Tim would spend the night, arriving home about 15 minutes later with 660 miles on my tripmeter. Tim told me how much he enjoyed Hwy. 16 which he had never ridden before. It really is a fun road to ride and the scenery is truly spectacular.

      The XS11 had run flawlessly the entire trip and proven to my satisfaction that it could more than hold its own in the company of much more modern machinery. My fuel mileage was 32.4 mpg, not too bad considering how fast we had been cruising. I checked my fuel mileage again today after a tankful at my more usual speeds and found it to be 43.6 mpg which is right in line with Cycle magazine's test of the XS1100SF. My bike is now a hair's breadth away from 47,000 miles...not too shabby for a 26 year old bike which has never had the engine apart!
      Shiny side up,
      650 Mike

      XS1100SF "Rusty", runs great, 96k miles
      XS650SJ "The Black Bike", engine from XS650H with 750cc big bore kit, 30k miles

      Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in one pretty and well preserved piece, but to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, worn out and defiantly shouting, "WOW, what a ride !" - [URL="http://www.flyingsnail.com/Sprung/index.html"]Sprung[/URL]

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      • #4
        Photos from Aug. 13th Cal. get together

        I think I know how to post these photos now...here goes...

        My Bike Before

        Tom gives the scoop


        The Blue Duke


        Where's LoHo?

        LoHo Arrives


        XSives and their mounts


        The lost sidecover


        8:30 am Warm Up @ My House


        8:34 am Drop The Clutches
        Shiny side up,
        650 Mike

        XS1100SF "Rusty", runs great, 96k miles
        XS650SJ "The Black Bike", engine from XS650H with 750cc big bore kit, 30k miles

        Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in one pretty and well preserved piece, but to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, worn out and defiantly shouting, "WOW, what a ride !" - [URL="http://www.flyingsnail.com/Sprung/index.html"]Sprung[/URL]

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        • #5
          Whoops, blew that last one...try again! Sorry about the poor quality images, cheap disposable film cameras...

          8:34 am Drop The Clutches!


          It was a lotta fun, hope to see you guys again really soon!
          Shiny side up,
          650 Mike

          XS1100SF "Rusty", runs great, 96k miles
          XS650SJ "The Black Bike", engine from XS650H with 750cc big bore kit, 30k miles

          Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in one pretty and well preserved piece, but to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, worn out and defiantly shouting, "WOW, what a ride !" - [URL="http://www.flyingsnail.com/Sprung/index.html"]Sprung[/URL]

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          • #6
            Correction...460 miles NOT 660 miles!
            Shiny side up,
            650 Mike

            XS1100SF "Rusty", runs great, 96k miles
            XS650SJ "The Black Bike", engine from XS650H with 750cc big bore kit, 30k miles

            Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in one pretty and well preserved piece, but to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, worn out and defiantly shouting, "WOW, what a ride !" - [URL="http://www.flyingsnail.com/Sprung/index.html"]Sprung[/URL]

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            • #7
              Oh, get out, eh!? My watch said 2:00 straight up! Just in time to miss out on Basque food, LOL. I set the time hoping to miss the lunch rush...guess it worked.

              It was great meeting you guys. We'll do it again a little farther north for you guys who traveled far. One idea of Los Baños was that if no one else was in, it was midway between Ray and myself for our luggage rack exchange. I'm good with a Monterey or wine country destination next time.

              Everyone ready for Tahoe? Just waiting on my ColorTune to get my carbs squared away...
              "Time is the greatest teacher; unfortunately, it kills all of its students."

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              • #8
                Alright Lawrence (or is it Laurence? May I call you Larry?), if you say so. My watch was probably off, it said 1:50 when we got there and straight up 2:00 when Ray blew in. I didn't look at it when you arrived, just a guestimate! Hey, you're a teacher, is "alright" correct usage or is it "all right"? Skule was so long ago I fergit!

                My wife always says the Spanish are the best cooks in the world and the Basque are even better which is about as superlative as one could hope for. Of course she thinks of the Basque as Spanish which they certainly don't. I once made the huge faux pas of asking a guy from Brittany if he was French, he drew himself up indignantly and said, "I am not French, I am Breton!", then proved it by cursing me out in Gaelic!

                Wine country would suit me fine! Maybe around Berryessa or on second thought too many slow Harleys on the road on weekends. Lake County is pretty uncrowded and we could do the 2 breweries and 3 wineries ride but I'll understand if it's too far. We could make it a 2 day weekender, I can put up a couple in our spare bedroom, anyone who wants to crash on couch and floor and can scout some cheap accommodations for any overflow. Advantage of staying at my place is the benefit of SWMBO's great cooking! Here's a Lake County teaser... www.pashnit.com/roads/cal/BigCanyonRoad.htm

                Wish I could make this Tahoe rally, it's closer for me than Los Baños...better ride too.
                Shiny side up,
                650 Mike

                XS1100SF "Rusty", runs great, 96k miles
                XS650SJ "The Black Bike", engine from XS650H with 750cc big bore kit, 30k miles

                Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in one pretty and well preserved piece, but to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, worn out and defiantly shouting, "WOW, what a ride !" - [URL="http://www.flyingsnail.com/Sprung/index.html"]Sprung[/URL]

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                • #9
                  I beat Ray in by several minutes...ask him! Remember, he took the luggage rack off to give to me after my wife and I we already chit-chatting. And we were trying to figure out if those rough looking guys parked in the shade were part of our group or were there to kick our butts...hi, Tim and Tom!
                  "Time is the greatest teacher; unfortunately, it kills all of its students."

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                  • #10
                    Breweries? Did you say breweries?

                    A lake-side picnic sounds great, too. Sometime in October? The weather will be good with less heat. Are there facilities for an overnight camp out? Might be a good idea after the breweries...
                    "Time is the greatest teacher; unfortunately, it kills all of its students."

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                    • #11
                      Ok ok,

                      Guess my recall is totally faulty, sorry! I don't think all my brain cells survived the '60s but usually my memory's pretty good. Again my apologies.

                      Mike
                      Shiny side up,
                      650 Mike

                      XS1100SF "Rusty", runs great, 96k miles
                      XS650SJ "The Black Bike", engine from XS650H with 750cc big bore kit, 30k miles

                      Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in one pretty and well preserved piece, but to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, worn out and defiantly shouting, "WOW, what a ride !" - [URL="http://www.flyingsnail.com/Sprung/index.html"]Sprung[/URL]

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                      • #12
                        October is great for fall foliage rides, it's pretty spectacular up in the Cobb Mtn. area which is only a few minutes from where we live. Scotts Valley is good too for foliage. I'll be thinking about a couple of good ride loops. The Mt. St. Helena Brewery is a good lunch stop, Hopland Brewery as well. Last time I had a couple of friends up from L.A. I organized a ride with some locals. We stopped at Mt. St. Helena Brewery and ordered a sampler, 9 shot glasses of different brews and passed 'em around for tasting. Worked out great since it wasn't enough alky to affect riding safety. The wineries provide a crock to spit in so wine tasting isn't a problem safety-wise either.

                        I think the best for camping is probably Clear Lake State Park, they've got some spectacular sites with great lake views, it's about 15 minutes from our house. Should be absolutely no problem about getting campsites at that time of year. I think I can prevail upon SWMBO to put on some sort of evening feed for whoever can make it, if not we can grill burgers and dogs in our back yard. I'll need to know if anyone has any dietary restrictions so we can accomodate. My wife and I are omnivores.

                        About the arrival order, I realize now I was going by the photos which show mine, Ron's and Ray's bikes and Ray and Ron over in the shade with Tim & Tom, think I would have tried to get yours in as well if you were there but I'm not adamant about anything. I've certainly been wrong before and I'll certainly be wrong again. BTW Tim and Tom are pussycats.
                        Shiny side up,
                        650 Mike

                        XS1100SF "Rusty", runs great, 96k miles
                        XS650SJ "The Black Bike", engine from XS650H with 750cc big bore kit, 30k miles

                        Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in one pretty and well preserved piece, but to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, worn out and defiantly shouting, "WOW, what a ride !" - [URL="http://www.flyingsnail.com/Sprung/index.html"]Sprung[/URL]

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                        • #13
                          Mike, LOHO is correct. I was the last one, as I left Capitola at about 1:00pm. I was trying to help a friend get online, and the time just flew. After that, so did my xs1100!! Made it the 75 miles in about 75 minutes. No officer, i didn't speed!!! there were no stops, lights, or stop signs on the roads I took!!

                          Ray
                          Ray Matteis
                          KE6NHG
                          XS1100 E '78 (winter project)
                          XS1100 SF Bob Jones worked on it!

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                          • #14
                            LoHo, Ray,

                            As the Emperor was fond of saying in the movie Amadeus, "Well, there it is!", although I had already conceded. Now how can I go about restoring LoHo's good name?
                            Shiny side up,
                            650 Mike

                            XS1100SF "Rusty", runs great, 96k miles
                            XS650SJ "The Black Bike", engine from XS650H with 750cc big bore kit, 30k miles

                            Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in one pretty and well preserved piece, but to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, worn out and defiantly shouting, "WOW, what a ride !" - [URL="http://www.flyingsnail.com/Sprung/index.html"]Sprung[/URL]

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