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Old 05-19-2009, 07:27 PM   #1
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Two Up F800GS Dual-Sport Trip to the CA Redwoods and Hwy 1

“Despite the weather” is never a good way to start off a trip report, but Ann and I had been planning on heading up to the Humbolt Redwoods State Park ever since the gauntlet was thrown down between two friends to run the Avenue of the Giants half marathon. While we were not part of the actual head-to-head matchup for the race, the trip sounded like fun, and we figured the 10K option would be about right for some sprint triathlons we were training for. Plus, after finally biting the bullet and buying a brand spanking new BMW F800GS in February, it seemed to be perfect for an inaugural tour and shakedown before some longer trips planned for the summer. The other Dave, despite being in contention in the half marathon, didn’t have to be asked twice about riding his new KTM 990 Adventure up with us.

So for the weeks before the trip, I scoured the “Beasts” forum (large dual-sport bikes) on advrider.com for just the right set of “farkles” (functional sparkles) to add to my new toy to be both utilitarian and maybe, just maybe, a little indulgent.

Here’s what I ended up with:
  • Jesse Odyssey hard side cases which, in addition to my Givi V46 top case, would give us 136 Liters (8300 cu in) of luggage space
  • Wolfman Explorer Lite tank bag for small valuables I wanted to take with me off the bike (netbook, camera, iPhone, wallet, etc)
  • BMW OEM handguards controls
  • Givi crash bars to protect the plastics and engine in the event of a tip
  • BMW skid plate to protect the lower parts of the engine
  • Grippy new knobby tires (TKC 80’s)
  • Adventure Designs toolkit which they claim has everything to take the bike completely apart yet fits under the seat
  • Micro pump that runs off the DC power from the bike.
Our personal and safety gear included:
  • Me
    - FirstGear Teton jacket
    - BMW Summer 2 pants
    - TCX Infinity boots
    - Arai XD3 helmet
    - Aerostich Vegan Gloves
  • Ann
    - FirstGear Monarch jacket
    - BMW City pants
    - BMW All-Around boots
    - Shoei RF1000 helmet
  • Both
    - Scala Q2 Teamset Bluetooth headsets
Camping gear included:
  • North Face Cat’s Meow sleeping bag (synthetic in a compression sack to save space)
  • Marmot Eco Pro sleeping bag (synthetic)
  • 2 Thermarest sleeping pads
  • Sierra Designs Tiros tent and groundcover
  • Whisperlite Internationale stove (running on unleaded so can fill it out of the tank or use its bottle as an emergency reserve for the bike)
  • Black Diamond Apollo LED lantern
  • Guyout Designs Silicone “Squishy Bowls)
  • Light My Fire Sporks - Package of 4
  • REI Chefware Small Cutting Board
  • REI Personal Cooler (soft sided)
  • Leatherman Multi-tool
  • Petzl Tikka headlamps
Tech Stuff:
  • Dell Inspiron Mini 9 netbook
  • Canon G10 digital camera
  • Gorillapod flexible tripod
Misc:
  • Roll of TP
  • First Aid Kit (hastily assembled but including misc band-aids, gauze pads and tape, moleskin, steri-strips, 10 vicadin left over from my recent dental nerve infection, and a set of shears that would cut through an Aerostich with ease)
  • Extra tarp and parachute cord
  • Siphon (ran out of gas on Hwy 1 one time – a siphon would have had us back on the road in minutes)
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Old 05-19-2009, 07:28 PM   #2
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Old 05-19-2009, 07:35 PM   #3
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North through the Wine Country to Clear Lake

So when the weather forecasts started showing the first rain we’d seen in a few weeks falling right over the weekend of the trip, we chose to interpret the 50% chance of torrential downpour to mean that there was half a chance of no rain at all and hit the road Friday morning. The plan was to head north from San Francisco through the Napa wine country and via backroads to Clear Lake. From Upper Lake, we’d head into the Mendocino National Forest and spend the rest of the day testing the new bike on the off highway vehicle trails before finding a campsite.

NOTE: Because of the weather, we didn't get the camera out much. To fill in the blanks, I have taken the liberty of creating VERY realistic pictures of what our pictures would have looked like.

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Well, the rain started before the first coffee break and pretty much didn’t let up all day. We made the best of it though, winding through shortcuts Dave knew from growing up in Santa Rosa and passing huge ranches and family wineries nestled in the hills. By the time we got to Clear Lake, we were pretty well soaked through and a check at the ranger station in Upper Lake informed us that our route on the M1 road the next day through the forest was still blocked by snow at Hull Mountain. Feeling like we’d had our fill of exposure to the elements for the day, we retreated to an Indian casino a few miles back to see about a room and warm up (the tables!). If the rain let up at all, we’d head back into the forest and hit the trails without all our camping gear weighing down the bikes.

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By the second happy hour beer in the deeply, deeply depressing casino bar, the rain was coming down harder and harder and the guy sitting next to us was yelling louder and louder in a slurred but grizzly voice to no one in particular “Does anybody shoot some pool?” We tried our luck at the blackjack table and with the first withdrawals depleted, suited back up for a ride to a dinner spot up the road called the Blue Wing. Nothing special but got the job done.

Back at the casino, Dave felt that the establishment “had to pay” for his earlier embarrassment at the tables and left the room a man on a mission. Ann and I happily got ready for bed and settled into the first episode of the Battlestar Galactica miniseries on the iPhone. All our friends are into it and we’ve learned that you either keep up with the shows or endure hours of conversation with no idea why the Greek God of the Sun can’t stay away from some chick named after a ubiquitous coffee chain.
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Through the Mendocino National Forest and North to the Redwoods

The next day we decided to ignore the rain and head into the Mendocino National Forest as far as Lake Pilsbury where we could catch a road West into Potter Valley and eventually to 101. Along the graded dirt M1 road, we explored a couple green circle OHV trails which proved quite exciting two up, fully loaded with camping gear, and with 16 inch deep puddles where the loop-de-loops used to be. We were having a great time slipping and sliding around in the mud and were all the more excited because Dave had been running his helmet camera riding behind us the whole way. Well, unfortunately, it turned out that camera had slipped into a deep standby mode sometime after we left the casino and despite the glowing red light on the handlebar remote, had not recorded a frame. In fact, the only record we have of the rainy slosh through the forest was a video we took of him plowing through a puddle.

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Amped by our first successful two up singletrack trail, we emerged back onto the M1 to take stock. We quickly decided we wanted more and while I victoriously surveyed the mud caked on my brand new bike, Ann found a bush to relieve her bouncing bladder. It was only a couple minutes after she’d climbed a berm and dropped out of sight that I chose to mention through our still active Bluetooth helmet communicators that I was a little concerned at the amount of heavy panting I was hearing coming from her headset. You got to be a little careful with those things.

Well, a little confidence (and a lot of water) can be a bad thing. On the next section, we almost immediately had a nice low-speed tip over. Between the elevated sides of the narrow trail and the outrigger-like side cases, the bike angle was only just barely enough to necessitate a graceful plop into the grass by my passenger who seemed to enjoy the whole thing. Now a little spooked, I proceeded as slowly as I could down the slippery trail until I figured out that at that speed, the smallest wobble made the heavy bike unstable and that a little speed was our ally. After one more Chinese fire drill, I got back on the throttle and regained our rhythm of fishtailing through puddles and bouncing over bumps with Ann laughing the whole way through the headset.

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Just before the trail re-met the M1, we got to the top of little up and down section with a creek at the bottom of it and feeling in our element, slowly rode down to the bottom. At that point, it was clear that with limited traction in the wet, the other side was going to be too steep with a passenger. Ann dismounted and I gave it a go from the bottom. Sure enough, traction was fleeting and when the rear tire started sliding to the right, the front wheel headed up an embankment on the left. No problem, I thought, grabbing a handful of brake. With the load almost totally on the back of the bike, the front brake in friction-free slop was no match for gravity and bike and all began a slow creekward creep. Eventually, I came off backwards landing in the 6 inch deep water while the bike slipped towards me, ending up with the rear tire in the creek and the front tire two feet up on the trail, resting on my prudently installed skid plate.

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Nothing bruised except ego, the three of us set about figuring out how we were going to get this 500+ pound monster up out of the creek. Attempts to ride it out just looked like a waterwheel gone haywire as the rear tire spun in the creek. Lifting was futile and moving forward or back was complicated by the side cases being wedged between the two slopes on either side. We eventually filled the creek in with enough rocks to create a ramp and were able to rev the bike up onto the trail. With all three of us pushing and me on the throttle, we muscled the slippery pig back up the slope the way we’d come. After an hour or so of wet and muddy work, we were back where we started.

This time I let Dave go first on the KTM and with me briefed with strict instructions to tackle him to the uphill side of the bike should he lose momentum, he went for it. Despite plenty of wheel spin and a brief scare of a repeat performance, the orange Adventure was soon on the other side. We repeated the three person push with me on the throttle approach that had worked before with the F800 to minimize drama and without a lot of fanfare, we jointly acknowledged that this was the stuff of adventure and remounted to head up to the M1.

It was still really coming down as we moved towards Lake Pilsbury, and the heat and moisture coming off our wet heads was making it all but impossible to ride with shields down. A half an hour or so more up the M1 and we came to a sign for Potter Valley pointing up a dirt offshoot. A quick confirmation on Dave’s GPS and we set off down the road. Practically puddle pro’s at this point, the five foot expanses of water stretching across the road now only inspired a burst of speed that would spray enough water to rinse of our mud caked boots.

Four or five miles up the road, we came to a fork. Consulting the GPS, the left fork seemed to lead back into the Mendocino National Forest while the right continued the way we wanted to go. Only problem was the “Road Closed 1 Mile Ahead” sign on the right fork. Figuring we could always retrace our path with the GPS, we pressed on. Within the foreshadowed mile, the road did indeed take on a condition that would likely be impassable by most vehicles including some intimidating puddles, surprisingly slick mud and small rockslides, but it wasn’t for a few more miles that we found the actual closure. For reasons unclear to us, 4 foot thick, 3 foot high concrete barrier had been laid across the road and looked like it had been that way for a while. Fortunately for us, it had been there long enough for some resourceful locals to build a steep but functional dirt ramp up one side and down the other. Dave charged ahead, his white helmet popping up at the first ramp and then quickly disappearing from view on the other side. Over the headset he confirmed that it was steep but doable without Ann getting off and we followed with a rollercoaster-style “weeee!”

Just about the time we were really starting to enjoy seeing the next obstacle appear around each corner and, even in our soggy and exhausted state, feeling like we could handle anything, the paved road appeared. So we wound back south through the scenic farmland of the Potter Valley and amidst intercom chatter about needing a lunch stop where we could dry off a little, pushed the drowned pigs up to 80 and blasted up the onramp to 101.

Though it seemed to take forever to get there, the little hippie town of Willits was a welcome sight. We scanned the options for food as we rolled through town, eventually settling on Belly Buster’s Burgers, their namesake menu item being the nineteen dollar and seventy-five cent, twelve inch high stack of everything they could fit on a grill precariously balanced between two sesame seed buns. Of course, not only was this monstrosity on the house if you could finish it but you’d get your Polaroid pinned on the bulletin board to the right of the front door as well. Disappointed by our lack of self-confidence in opting for something other than the signature dish but sympathetic to our wet and mangy state, they produced hot coffee and dry bar towels and before long, we were feeling perky again.

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Perky enough that is to map our location on the iPhone and call in succession every hotel, motel and no-tell from North to South between the race site and Willits and finding one with vacancy 25 miles or so South of the Humboldt Redwood State Park. Once again, we felt like we’d filled our quota for elemental exposure for the day and could rationalize another night without camping. We set a meeting location with the rest of the race crew who had driven up earlier in the day and didn’t have too much trouble convincing them to crash on the floor of our motel room. Of course, the fact that we’d left the heat at 90 during dinner in an effort to dry out our gear helped in setting a cozy ambiance.
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Old 05-19-2009, 07:42 PM   #5
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Avenue of the Giants Race and South Down Highway 1

On the morning of the race, everyone went through their pre-event rituals of bagels and Cliff Bars and smack talk and got in the car to head north. Ann and I had a slightly later start time and had to be back to the motel to check out before everyone else so we pulled our riding gear on over our shorts and running shoes and followed on the bike. Not much to say about the race other than that it was well organized and wound through some pretty impressive redwoods. It was nice to be moving at a slower (much) pace to enjoy a little of the scenery. After a leisurely first half, we both picked up the pace substantially and finished the 10k course (6.2 miles) in just under an hour. We waited around long enough to see the first couple friends finish the half marathon but had to cut out early to make it back, shower and pack before our noon checkout.

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We rendezvou’d with the group in the little town of Miranda for some much-needed refueling at the Avenue Café. Good food and they were nice enough to seat us even though for some reason they’d officially closed for the day at 1:00. iPhones were busily checking for race results as we rehashed mins/mile paces and the highs and lows of the experience.

Getting back on the bike, just the two of us, was a nice feeling. It had been great riding with Dave and we certainly wouldn’t have attempted the route we did (or had the ensuing adventures) without him, but I suddenly really had the feeling of being off on our own. We’d packed our gear to be fully self-sufficient and didn’t really have a set plan other than needing to be back in SF by noon on Monday. We were in one of the most beautiful parts of California with great roads all around and starting to wish we had the rest of the week.

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We headed south and cut to the coast at Leggett but not before taking advantage of the opportunity to drive through an ancient redwood (and photograph the experience thoroughly). The weather had finally broken and the struggling sun lit up the mist still hanging between the moisture loving trees. As we reached Highway 1, we were met with the requisite dense fog but it too gave way as we continued south.

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Our selected destination was a campground we had seen on many car trips up the coast and each time had said, “That would be a great place to camp with the motorcycle.” Problem was, we weren’t really sure where it was other than somewhere on Highway 1 between San Francisco and Arcata. All either of us remembered was coming around a sharp hairpin as the road swung inland and looking back to see a flat campground with a beach in front nestled in the valley between the road and the ocean. Was it Point Arena? Gualala? Albion? Irish Beach? The names of all these picturesque Highway 1 towns had melded together in our minds. Unwilling to accept anything less than the picture in our heads, we rode south as the sun was falling, craning our necks around every bend for our oceanside paradise.

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For the next 40 minutes, the road varied from tight turns and steep cliffs to 80 mile an hour rolling straightaways through ranch land. After countless false alarms, we rounded the bend at Anchor Bay and saw it. The first half of Anchor Bay Campground was tucked back in the coastal trees and felt dark and cold, but a little farther past the entrance, it opened up into a private beach with campsites right on the breakwater. We pulled into a spot front and center of the view and absorbed the curious gazes of the well-entrenched RV dwellers along either side of the road. A check with the office confirmed that our front row spot was available and we were happy to pay a premium ($45/night for the seawall site) to be home for the night in our targeted destination. We later found out from the couple next to us that these sites are often booked up to a year in advance for weekend nights. We’d just missed the weekend crowd.

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Anxious to enjoy the sunset, we efficiently unpacked the camping gear for the first time on the trip, erected the tent, and tossed pads and sleeping bags in, muttering something about letting the bags fluff for a while before arranging them any further. Out came the 22 oz bottles of Lagunitas and North Coast Brew Co beer and sunset cocktail and appetizer hour was in full swing. We followed cheese and crackers with some lentil soup cooked up on the Whisperlite stove and a rotisserie chicken we’d been carrying in the cooler since Friday. No ceremony was observed as we tipped our silicone bowls to our mouths to slurp the contents and picked at the chicken with fingers. One of those hard-earned dinners in an amazing place that you remember as one of the best meals ever.

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With the sun convincingly gone for the night and the condensation already forming on the tent fly, we staged some long exposure pictures with the Canon G10 to capture the drama of the location. We used a headlamp to “paint” the bike and to write things in the darkening sky. Hopefully, our mobile-homed neighbors noticed the camera on the tripod or for all they knew we were paying homage to our trusty steed with the warmth of light and doing rhythmic gymnastics moves for each other.

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The next morning, we were on a timetable of having to get back to San Francisco by noon. We continued south on Highway 1 to the Stewarts Point/Skaggs Springs Rd turnoff. From the map, it would take us across to 101 right around Lake Sonoma and Cloverdale. Across from the turn, we saw a group of four or five guys on rented 1200gs’s from Dubbelju in San Francisco. We pulled in to say hello and found out they were visiting from somewhere in the southeast and planned to explore the coast and mountains over the next couple days. They had just come across on Stewart’s Point/Skaggs Springs Road and said it was great. We offered some tips based on where we’d just been and wished them a good trip before heading up the single lane turnoff.

The road remained one lane for quite a while, climbing up from the coast to a little group of houses and a school before intermittently adding a lane. By the second half of the 41 mile crossing, it had matured into a very modern, high speed slab, likely having something to do with its proximity to Lake Sonoma, an Army Corps of Engineers project. For some reason, the speed limit on this section was as low as 25 though even two-up and fully loaded, we were easily managing 55 through the perfectly banked sweepers. This road must be crawling with sport bikers (and hence cops) on weekends.

Once back to 101, the rest was a bit of a mind-numbing slog back to the city. Yet, even as we crossed the Golden Gate, just 20 minutes from home, we still felt like we were on an adventure. We pulled into the garage, asses sore from the past hour and a half on the freeway, made arrangements to collect our dog from the dogsitter, and started talking about the next time we could get out on the bike for a weekend.

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Next Time:
  • Power inverter instead of DC adapters for everything - We ended up in hotels a couple nights and I really could have used the regular wall warts. Doesn’t make sense to bring both AC and DC.
  • Some kind of camping pillow setup. My neck kills me on those Thermarests.
Wet Weather Specific:
  • Raincover for Wolfman Explorer Lite – my wallet is still wet although laptop and things at the bottom were fine
  • Waterproof overgloves (and maybe some warm liners)
  • Pinlock shield for XD3 - My Pinlock on my Shoei works great at preventing fog
  • Improved thumb squeegee for Vegan gloves - The more simple one on my Elkskin Ropers work much better and Aerostich sells similar ones you can slip on your thumb
  • Small square of pack towel material to dry the inside of helmet shield

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For you GPS'ers

Here's the track and some placemarks for the trip in GPX format.

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Looks like you guys had a great time. I enjoyed seeing your pic's.

Tell us about your windshield modification. How well did it work?
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Looks like you guys had a great time. I enjoyed seeing your pic's.

Tell us about your windshield modification. How well did it work?
It's a Laminar Lip. Better than stock but I still someimes feel like I get beaten around a little. Then again, I came from a naked R1150R so any shield is a luxury. We had it up to 90 coming home down 101 and it felt pretty good.
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Sorry to drag up an old thread, but did I miss it, or did you change the seat? My wife and I are doing a ride from Maine to New Mexico possibly on an F8GS, and she's worried about the seat situation for sustained distances.

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Sorry to drag up an old thread, but did I miss it, or did you change the seat? My wife and I are doing a ride from Maine to New Mexico possibly on an F8GS, and she's worried about the seat situation for sustained distances.
My girlfriend (well, fiance now, even after KTM 990 and F800GS from SF to CO and back via the TAT!) says she actually prefers the F800GS seat to my old R1150R. I'll qualify that by saying that she's got pretty narrow hips (I know, this thread is useless without pictures) and felt like the wider seat of the R1150R left her feeling like she'd been on a horse all day. In addition, the "stadium seating" of the R with the passenger seat perched a couple inches higher made her feel like she had to bend over to stay connected to me. On the F800GS, she liked the more narrow seat and the fact that she was right behind me. This was crucial with us both standing on the more challenging dirt sections. Note that I also have a Givi V46 on the back that she could lean against on longer stretches of pavement.

As always, your mileage may vary but I have no complaints about the seat (other than a lotta heat venting onto my legs in hot weather).
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Super cool artist recreations. Funny stuff. We will be taking a similar trip in April-so I shall expect the rain. Hope we don't run into those hippos. Thanks for the RR.
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