Welcome to Glennville

The road to and from Glennville is twisted. It's on CA-155 east from Delano. There's a Grapefruit orchard on the left.just before you cross CA-65. Then the real fun begins -- curves and 13% grades. Varmints (like squirrels but maybe prairie dogs)  wait at the edge of the road and run across just before you pass by them. It's like they are practicing to out run predators. A coyote gave me a nod when I passed by him. Perhaps he was letting me know that those varmints are what's for his dinner.

I chose this road not because it was easy -- same as Kennedy chose to go to the Moon. On this trip I landed on Oregon. Metaphorically, there were boulders where I wanted to land, so I maneuvered my craft to a safe landing with only 3 seconds of fuel left. It was a giant leap for Glenn-kind. Other than that the trip was more like Apollo 8. I orbited Yosemite and Sequoia NF, but I didn't land. However, it proved I could get there.

Next, from Ridgecrest  CA to Sedona AZ, the desert wind blew and blew for 500 miles. Turbulence from truck traffic turns motorcyclists into bobble heads. Buffeting stresses the old spine between the shoulder blades. I'm going to sleep good tonight. I already dosed of twice while writing this post. I might have to edit another time.

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