I grew up in a place with harsh winters and bikes that sat in the garage or barn for months every year. This picture is of me on a ride north of Ojai, CA on route 33. I can drive south and be in L.A. if I need the big city or I can drive the same distance north and be where the photo was taken. The whole area is amazing. We rode to Lockwood Village and back on roads that don't have a straight away longer then a quarter of a mile for hours. One of the highlights was passing, slowly mind you so I could wave and have a closer look, two Velocettes! Spoiled? Yes but at least I know it.
It was nice but the people made me want to leave and return home here to Alaska.