Nov. 11-13th, 2011
LA- San Fran- Napa Valley, CA.
It's not often that my life involves the finer things... I take pride in being happy with the simpler ways and surrounding myself with good friends that find joy in the same. We drive shit box cars on snow days just to put what little money we do have into our shit box bikes as well as all of the good times in between... often forgetting about what responsibilities we might have. But when you are asked to take a ride on a brand new Harley up the 1 only to end up in Napa Valley sipping on some of the finest wine in the world... it's hard to say no.
Carlo Mondavi gathered 15 of his good friends... put them on 15 brand new bike's supplied by Harley Davidson and rode up the coast to his father Tim's place in Napa Valley. I was quick to grab a black Dyna to have my fun on. It was a great trip that involved many great people. I'm always reluctant to hop in a pack of riders I don't know because there always ends up being that guy that knows everything there is to know about everything... the man that cries at every stop along the way... the dude that believes he is the "Road Captain"..... the girl that bitches entire ride because her ass hurts.... And the boy that throw's a jealous fit when the only girl on the trip is paying more attention to his "bro".... Well there was non of the above on this trip. We rode an entire day in the cold cold rain and I didn't even hear one bitch or moan.... In fact I was the one bitching because I had already ridden in so much rain this year and was pretty disappointed to find cloudy skies in Sunny California.