Crossing the Golden Gate Bridge into the city, we make our way to the most posh section to annoy and terrorize the locals. However, the traffic soon annoyed me...and the steepness of the streets were terrorizing. How do those people make out in a light drizzle? A trip down the curviest part of Lombard netting folks taking pictures of us (probably hoping we'd fall). We make our way into Chinatown for some fancy dinner at the Great Eastern. Good thing that they seated us alone as we hadn't had a shower for a couple of days by now. Off to San Jose to see a childhood chum and off to Jackson to see some net scum for the weekend. Leaving Jackson, we cruise through the Sierras, across Tioga Pass in Yosemite Park, then into Nevada towards Las Vegas. We cruised the Strip and stopped in at Treasure Island. No joy, they are completely full. That's amazing. It's a huge hotel/casino and all booked up. We found a room at the Holiday Inn across the highway rather late. Holy crap! It's 10 am! And I'm just waking up. Mouse says she thought I needed the rest, but it puts a detour by the Grand Canyon just out of reach. We cross Hoover Dam, catch I40 all the way to Amarillo and back home from there. 6000 miles in 12 days (10 if you don't count the couple of days at SNIFF in Jackson). Man, my bike sure is dirty.
