We go every year to Hollister Hills OHV Park to help our mascot, A.J. Murphy, and the Murphy Clan celebrate A.J.’s birthday … it’s always a lot of fun!

A.J. blowing out the candles of the cake Mike Ofiesh made for him …

Traditional A.J.’s Birthday group pic in front of Mike’s Airstream … Road Captain Ben lead about twelve street bikes into the campground at around 5 p.m. on Saturday after a 200 mile club ride to Hollister Hills, which is only 100 miles from San Francisco …

And the traditional club ride picture taken just before the ride … Kalle, Cary, Bob, Fred, guest John, Darryl and Road Captain Ben … Suzie taking the pic!

This year we were joined in the camp ground by Jason B. and the Vampires … they had Prospect Doug with them and eight or ten members … lots of fun to meet Vampire President Lon, a member of that club for seventeen years …

Purple Barry’s DRZ gave up while the club ride was still in town on Saturday morning, but Kalle towed him to safety, and we soon had him mounted on Brian Holm’s worthy DRZ …

Nicole, Sarah Jane and Tegan …

Ryan …

Cary …

Kalle …

Our campground …

Camping supplies …

Singing around the camp fire …

Mike O, rockin’ out …

Dave Simpson and A.J. trying to kick start Ryan’s WR 400 … good luck with that …

Chuck and Belle …

Suzie tearing up the dirt on her Yamaha FZ6 over the Parkfield Grade … She and Kalle and Fred took off Sunday night on a long ride to San Miguel and Parkfield to head ultimately to Mercey Hot Springs where the soaked and camped out on Sunday night …

A great time … thanks to A.J. and the Murphy’s for another wonderful time at Hollister Hills!

We rode with Road Captain Ben and the San Francisco Motorcycle Club on Sunday, one of the two official club rides this month …

Nineteen members and a good handful of guests showed up by 8 am …

Prospect Jason showed up with by far the coolest bike I’ve seen in a while … A 1985 Yamaha RZ 500 with Toomey pipes … sounds and smells great … about 11,000 miles on the odo … super clean.

We went out Ygnacio Valley Road to Marsh Creek Road … making the left onto Deer Valley Road our guest on a Sportster tipped over in the gravel outside of the turn … no harm done, and he was a good sport about it … a few zip-ties and some ibuprofen had Robert (?) rolling again …

Kalle, Cary and Tucker …

Captain Chuck Wagon …

Mr. Road Captain Ben … herding cats …

Mr. Santa Bob …

We wound up at a cool place somewhere out in the Delta … Lots of neat power and ski boats to watch …

Ken “Holeshot” Hunter entertained us by fixing his snapped handlebar in the parking lot … He managed to get the throttle cables exposed so he could sort of pull on them with his thumb, and get the bike rolling … I was impressed, anyway …

After a two hour brunch (the restaurant had trouble with their high-tech ordering system), Kalle and I managed to get left behind by Ben and Suzie, despite the fancy communication gear they were using to herd us cats … we lost the group in the delta and made our way back to the city the way we’d come …

So a typical SFMC ride … we may not be organized, but at least we’re flaky … ha.

All the true-believer motorcycle people in the Bay Area attend a gathering of the clans on the top of Mount Tamalpias on Easter Sunday to watch the Sunrise … we saw members of the Oakland Motorcycle Club and the East Bay Rats …

Sixteen souls showed up at our clubhouse at 4 am … We probably had fifty people for last year’s ride … the difference? Rain this year … Acting Road Captain Dave Simpson had us rolling past Zeitgeist at 4:30 am, but there was no-one there this year …

We initiated our friend Page into the club …

The Mill Valley Chevron …

Kalle and myself headed back early to start the after-ride breakfast … I scrambled sixty eggs and Kalle made lots of bacon and French toast …

Tammy and Kevin … Tammy is the sister-in-law of our friend Rob. She wanted a ride up the mountain this year, so she could join the fun, and Kevin volunteered … thanks, Kevin!

Becky and Rob … Becky is Tammy’s sister …

Niles …

Windsor …

Rob D’s über-cool 1977 Ducati 860 … Looks like Paul Smart’s signature to me …

Turns out not to have been much of a sunrise this year … hope to see you on the Easter Sunrise Ride with the San Francisco Motorcycle Club next year!

Sunday was a big day for us … Cary had been road racing with the AFM for the past three seasons, and I had joined her last season …

That mostly prevented us from riding with the SFMC on the sixteen club rides put on each riding season between March and October for the last few years … so we were psyched to make this ride.

We met Road Captain Ben at the club at 8 am, and were soon on our way to Belmont to attend a Doc Wong riding clinic, a Bay Area motorcycling institution. Doc has been teaching people to be better riders for over 20 years …

I think we had 21 riders show up …

Kalle taking a photo while Doc welcomes us …

Doc’s office is set up well for his motorcycle classes …

Brian, Barry, Tucker, Caroline, Fred, Lisa, Kalle, Kevin, Darrell, Dave, Bob, Prospect Mel and a guest …

Cary enjoying the moto-talk … Slow Race King Page over her right shoulder, guest Brian and Road Captain Ben in the right of the photo …

Doc then lead us all up to Alice’s Restaurant … Lots of cool stuff to ogle …

Mustangs …

Mo-Pars …

Lots of nice motorcycles … Barry’s clean RZ 350 …

The scene, with Alice’s Restaurant in the background … a nice day …

And a crazy BMW thing …

We saddled up and Kevin led us a merry chase on his six-cylinder BMW Galactica to the San Jose Dons Motorcycle Club’s Spring Run at a beautiful family ranch in Gilroy …

Great food, as always at a Dons’ run …

Page covered us in glory, winning the slow race …

Cary in the slow race …

We all ate well, and bombed home before dark … a good time and thanks to Doc Wong and the San Jose Dons Motorcycle Club for a great Sunday … and to Road Captain Ben for planning and leading a wonderful ride …

We had our annual pool tournament with the Oakland Motorcycle Club today at our clubhouse …

About ten of the San Jose Dons showed up, too … Ernie brought in a roasted turkey and Jim and Laura helped feed everyone, while Page and Kevin tended the fountain …

By the time I had to leave I think we were leading by a couple of pool games, and the guys were getting ready to play foosball … we usually win at pool, while the OMC always beats us at foosball … we’ll see about this year …