Left everybody to head for Lancaster on Tioga Road to meet up with riders going on to Pala. Tioga Road was very deserted and with all of the views I must not have been paying attention, plus the speed limit keeps changing everytime there's a pinecone in the road. Anyway Smokita the Ranger pulled me over. She was very cautious (don't blame her, especially since my bike looks so badass). Said she clocked me doing 56 in a 35 speed zone. (Glad I slowed down.) Asked to see all my credentials with no sudden moves. Told her I would need to open my jacket, she stepped back put her hand on her sidearm and told me no sudden moves. Pulled out my license and handed it to her. She then wanted to see my registration and proof of insurance. Now I'm thinking, "Oh chit, they're in my saddle bag" and now I'm going to get shot getting them out. Told her where and she said go ahead but move real slow, then put her hand on the sidearm and backed up out of my vision. After producing it I backed away from the bike, she took it and proceeded to write it up. She then made me get back on the bike so she could hand it to me and explain the means of handling it. She mainly focused on how I could plead guilty and pay it without appearing in CA court. Afterwards asked me if I had any questions, and I requested a photo for our gathering website. She allowed this but not with her in it. (It would have been a real prize photo of her in it. She was a looker, blonde with a ponytail in her late 20's maybe, and fun after she loosened up.) I'm glad she's real cautious being out in the middle of the wilderness. She could have offered to lower the ticket a couple of miles but we all know how women are sticklers for the rules. Especially the blondes, like my wife.
I still had 5 more hours of ridin and made it to Lancaster at 11:00 pm.
I'm going to figure out Flickr and will put all of the photos into a slideshow.
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