Lunch on the River

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.