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Dual Purpose Riding the Lost Coast

By: Edward Ospital

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A veteren of motorcycling for 24 + years, Ed Ospital considers his native Northern California roads among the best in the world. His 14 years in the Army (and counting) have enabled him to ride throughout North America and Europe. Although he has favored BMW motorcycles for the past decade he has returned to his roots as a Kawasaki rider. Keeping that theme, Ed has also returned to his roots carving the roads of the North, South, and East Bay.

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The Lost Coast

The day had finally arrived to ride the Lost Coast. Immediately upon being stationed back in Northern California I traded in my BMW RT 1100 for a 2008 KLR 650. What better route for an inaugural ride? After many years of “hotel” touring I was transitioning back to my “pack it light, freeze at night” mode of travel. The Usal Road and Lost Coast road conditions were an unknown. The winter months of 2008 had seen a lot of rain on the North Coast near Eureka California and my research indicated that the roads could be impassable if wet. Would the KLR be able to conquer what the King’s Range and Sinkyone Wilderness threw our way in late March? To hedge my bets I packed two motorcycle tie down straps that could possible double as tow straps. My riding partner for this trip would be a college roommate from 19 years ago. Glenn had called the day prior with a cryptic, “I’ve bought something that will handle anything the road will throw at us.” Cryptic messages are usually never good. Maybe the extra space the straps would take was cheap insurance. Where we were going Triple A would fear to tread.

Sunday’s early morning start was delayed until 3:00 pm due to Easter commitments. The afternoon came and went. I received a call from Glenn that his new mystery machine would not start. Certainly a dark harbinger of things to come. The afternoon ticked by and 5:00 pm turned to 7:00 pm. Glenn limped into Rohnert Park, CA around 8:30 pm, cold, lost but armed with a hearty appetite and an equally hearty and upbeat attitude; definitely the kind of partner and attitude you need when venturing into the unknown. The said mystery machine came in the form of a 1985 KLR 600! The 0.00 museum piece was a steal until the hard starting bike continued to flood the aftermarket two stroke carburetor and killed the battery (steal was the right term but only time would tell who the victim was). Ever resilient, Glenn fixed the problem that Sunday and forged ahead from Sacramento to Sonoma County. My mom was all too happy to feed the tired road warrior with a home cooked meal. We modified the game plan that night and decided not to ride the Trinity Heritage National Scenic Highway (also known as Hwy 299/3) and the Bigfoot Scenic Byway (Hwy 96) loop out of Eureka. The bikes were prepped and ready despite a little incident with my newly purchased mount. I realized I shouldn’t have procrastinated in purchasing a center stand. While filling the tires earlier in the day the bike fell over as I pushed on the stems with a bit too much vigor. To the KLR’s credit, the new plastic radiator shrouds withstood the tip over and the “Bug” (as my daughter calls it) came away with only two minor scratches.

The next morning we headed north on Hwy 101 in the early Northern California chill, the two extremes of the KLR spectrum thumping along in harmony. At 8:30am we decided to pull into Cloverdale and have a quick bite at the local McDonalds. An old timer took an interest in our trip and told us how he used to race his Harley Davidson against the British invasion of BSA’s back in 1949 but lost to the lighter, faster bikes when it came to cross country racing. Over coffee talk turned to younger days. We shared our experience in the Cavalry (Glenn a pilot in the Air Cav, I a ground scout, and Don a sixteen year old Horse Cavalryman back in 1938). Soon after his horse cavalry days Don was prowling the South China Sea. His new ride was the USS Snapper, a 1928 era sub that made it out of Manila Harbor prior to the fall of the Philippines. He wished he could join us on our bike trip but his knee replacement was in a few days. Any adventure we would encounter paled to his depth charge experiences during the war. We thanked him for his sacrifices and service to country as we headed northwest.

The bikes made quick work of Hwy 128 to Mendocino as we fell into a smooth pace through the vineyards and redwood trees. At Fort Bragg we attempted to find a dirt route east towards Glenblair and back to 101 in order to shake down our load plans and bikes. We were thwarted by dead ends and gated access but rewarded by the single lane dirt roads. Doubling back we proceed up Hwy 1 picking up the pace, energized by the crashing waves and redwoods. Passing Rockport we scanned for Hwy 435/Usal Road but were so enamored with this part of Hwy 101 that we were nearly in Leggett before we discovered we had missed our turn. Backtracking we found 431. If it wasn’t for the fact that we knew it was at mile marker 90.88 we never would have found it. The start point looked like a private dirt drive. How this used to be a stagecoach route is beyond me. They must have gone through multiple teams given the steep hills and rough conditions. The views were stunning as we peered down on the Pacific. Accompanying the breathtaking scenery was a chance encounter with a bear cub ambling across the road. Startled by the “Bug’s” growl he ran back to mama and we continued our journey. The KLR weren’t challenged by the roads and we thought the estimated 3 hrs to reach Shelter Cove was an erroneous estimate. We would soon learn 6 hrs was barely enough. I also discovered that years of “hoteling” had taught me to over pack my Givi top case. The first and only flaw of my KLR became evident when Glenn yelled for me to stop. Rolling down the hill was my Givi and half my KLR luggage rack! The tie down straps were pressed into service sooner than I had expected.

Soon we encountered the first of many delays. Mud, and lots of it. The KLR’s could not make it through the think soup, rear ends spinning out of control and flopping on their sides. Glenn and I ported our gear when necessary and then manhandled our mounts, pushing and cursing the machines through the muck. At the worse point, after we found a bypass to a seemingly impassable portion of the road, Mark from San Jose (in a tricked out Jeep-the only other human encounter on the scenic roadway), destroyed the bypass (for bikes at least) as his Jeep chewed up the ground. Bouncing off a tree he succeeded but erased any notions of turning back. For better or worse we were committed. No further than 200 yards down the Usal Road we were forced to unload the KLR’s again and push our mounts as the rider “paddled” along a foot and half wide path. A fall to the right and the bikes would disappear below the murky surface like the USS Snapper did to evade the Japanese warships seeking revenge. A fall to the left and the KLR’s would tumble down the cliff face to the Pacific. Riding the bikes across the narrow path was too risky as the path itself was muddy and the tires could possibly slip. A few adrenaline filled heartbeats later, the bikes were safely across, loaded and moving at speed. Usal Road might support KTM Adventures and BMW GS’s in the dry seasons but in the winter months anything larger than a KLR would be difficult to navigate the numerous mud bogs. The bigger bikes would be exhausting to manhandle through calf high mud. When we finally reached Usal Beach we were rewarded by pristine beaches. The ocean front was all but abandoned and the KLR’s proved capable of crossing numerous streams as we explored the beaches. The “Bug” loved the fresh ocean air but the KLR 600 began to show her warts. On the last stretch prior to reaching Shelter Cove the KLR 600 quite running on one of the steepest parts of the route. Glenn rolled his chicken bones and sprinkled blood on the carburetor with no luck. Un-strapping one of the tie down straps from my Givi I hooked it to the 600 and the “Bug” transformed to “El Burro” as I towed the 600 up the hill. A day of many first. A quick dance to the motorcycle gods and the 600 fired up and we were Shelter Cove bound. The night at Shelter Cove was one of the most beautiful I have spent on the Northern California coast. The wind was totally absent and the stars shone brighter than the light in the decommissioned lighthouse. A couple of touches of Kentucky Bourbon made the night complete.

A late start on day two due to Glenn locking his clothes in the dryer room and a non-responsive “steal of a bike” delayed us until 10:30. I began to sense who was the victim on this purchase and it wasn’t the “master mechanic” in Sacramento who sold Glenn the bike. Another quart of chicken blood and his bike roared to life. We entered King’s Range Road and crossed into another world. The range had received more than its average share of rainfall that winter. The fog shrouding the greenery reminded us of the rainforest of Costa Rica and Ecuador. Taking a wrong turn we followed the rocky dead end road to the Lightening Trailhead. The rocks took a toll on our tires but the scenery was worth the cost in rubber. The tight, twisty, uphill, climb on the way to Honeydew was one of the best parts of the trip. It was only challenged by the route from Petrolia to Ferndale. This portion of road twisted along the shore and then paralleled the crashing waves. Glenn played the part of ranch hand as he herded an errant cow off the road and back into the field on his temperamental steed. Anything can be thrown your way on the Lost Coast.

Leaving the ocean behind us, we quickly climbed 2,400 ft. to Bunker Hill and then descended into a beautiful valley. As we crossed Bear River were it emptied into the ocean, Glenn pointed to the switchbacks climbing the hill. I pumped my arm in response and rolled on the throttle. In the ensuing climb we became one with our machines to the point where it felt as if the bikes disappeared and we were “skiing” through the picturesque Northern California scenery. The environment was a mix of Switzerland and Southern England, the narrow two lane roads lined with shrubs, trees, and cattle racing by. We were sad to see the Lost Coast disappear in our rear view mirrors but looked forward to exploring Humboldt Redwoods State Park, the Avenue of the Giants, and the Eel River.

Unable to find a camp ground in Eureka we headed to Fortuna were the KLR 600 died on Main Street. Coaxing the bike to life Glenn met me at the RV park were we secured a log cabin for a pittance. Money well spent considering the rainfall that night. After filling our belly’s with our fair share of ale at the Eel River Brewery, Glenn filled his ego flirting with the very attractive female body builder bartender. We needed sleep as the road began to take its toll. Tomorrow would be very trying for us both.

The next morning the KLR was DOA but Glenn was loathe to admit it. After coaxing him into getting a U-Haul we doubled up on the “Bug” and made our way through Ferndale. We were already pushing 11:30 am so time was a factor as work loomed the next day. In route Glenn spotted an ATV and Tire shop. Tom, the owner and mechanic, took pity on us and gave us the keys to his truck and the KLR 600 received a new lease on life. In two hours we were rolling south on Hwy 101 thanks to Tom and his prompt attention. Although this was my fourth time down the Avenue of the Giants, I was amazed by the 40 miles of beauty. The coup de grace was when we received a free “Drive thru Tree” experience by a fellow KLR rider.

The low point came 11 miles north of Laytonville. The KLR 600 gave up its ninth life and died on the west side of 101. Suspecting fuel starvation I made desperation run to Laytonville for gas. False hope as the bike had pulled itself off of life support. A CHP officer radioed a tow truck which arrived at 6:30 pm and Glenn was on his own. Facing 35F weather and a 2 hr plus ride from Laytonville I raced south. Two things helped me survive that trip; the Hotgrips on my KLR and singing every cadence at the top of my lungs. By 8:40 pm I was eating hot chow on the objective while Glenn was writing a new chapter on motorcycling on the edge. A day and a half later he made it back to Sacramento. A story best told over several cold beers.

For pure diversity of terrain, vegetation, animal and road conditions nothing can beat the Lost Coast of California. Dual purpose riding milks the most fun per mile than pretty much any bike I have ever ridden. Despite all the web noise about the fairing falling apart due to vibration and the new KLR consuming quarts of oil, it is simply has not happened with this bike. Despite an operator induced tip over, the KLR fairing survived an encounter with a concrete parking block and after 2,000 miles the “Bug” has not consumed any oil. The KLR will remain in the stable regardless of whatever type bike comes along in the future. For pure versatility and “bang for the buck” fun, this bike cannot be beat.

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A veteren of motorcycling for 24 + years, Ed Ospital considers his native Northern California roads among the best in the world. His 14 years in the Army (and counting) have enabled him to ride throughout North America and Europe. Although he has favored BMW motorcycles for the past decade he has returned to his roots as a Kawasaki rider. Keeping that theme, Ed has also returned to his roots carving the roads of the North, South, and East Bay.

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Towards the Provinces of the Levant in Cuba

By: Dr. Martin Luis López

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Martin Luis López is a Cuba Vacations specialist working with Umbrella Travel.

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While your cuba vacations, after leaving Santa Lucia Beach, we suggest going towards the East of Cuba. Traveling along the Northern coast, you have made a tour very infrequent in the country, very different from the itinerary usually suggested in tourist brochures.

Before 1976, Cuba had only six provinces. That year the new Administrative Political Division was promulgated and the number of provinces increased from six to fourteen; that is to say, the country started to have fourteen provinces. Of those six first old provinces, Oriente was the largest. From it, five new provinces appeared: Las Tunas, Holguin, Guantanamo, Santiago de Cuba and Granma. They are all in the East of Cuba and it is to these provinces that you are heading.

These provinces actually defer from the rest of Cuba in several ways. For instance, from the physical and geographical point of view they have the biggest concentration of small bays, including that of Nipe, the largest in Cuba. Also, the largest amount of navigating rivers for small boats engaged in local transportation, including the river with the largest flow in Cuba, the Toa, and the longest one, the Cauto, which also has the biggest basin in the country, suitable for navigation in part of its course. The fluvial cannons are also remarkable, particularly in the Eastern part of these elevations. In some large rivers next to Baracoa, long deltas with an arrow shape known as ¨tibaracones¨ can be found in the river mouths, which are unique in Cuba.

Towards the Easternmost part is Baracoa, the first village founded by the Spanish colonists and the only place in Cuba where it rains all the year round. This area is part of the Nipe-Sagua-Baracoa mountain range, one of the most mountainous and elevated areas of the country, besides displaying the richest biological variety not only of Cuba but also of the whole Caribbean and one of the most important places in the world regarding the concentration of endemic species. That is the reason for its great importance from the bio-geographic point of view.

Among these endemic species, the Almiquí (Solenodon Cubanus), insectivorous and very primitive, is remarkable. It should be pointed out that it is thought that the Royal Woodpecker (Campephilus Principalis Bairdi), still lives in those elevations, considered the largest-size woodpecker in the whole planet. Besides, these mountains are the sanctuary where the mollusks of the Polymita type are located, considered the most beautiful in the world.

In this mountain range, the only stone bridge in Cuba can be found, the Bitirí, over the river of the same name, declared National Monument. There are also the National Parks La Mensura (still to be declared), Pico Cristal and Alejandro de Humboldt. Next to them is the most important area of multi-metal mineral deposits in Cuba, among them nickel, cobalt and manganese, and others.

Also the largest mountain range in Cuba is located in these provinces, the Sierra Maestra, which has several peaks that exceed the 1000 meters of height, where the National Parks La Bayamesa, Desembarco del Granma and Turquino are. The latter occupies part of the highest mountain in Cuba: the Turquino Royal Peak, with about 1962 meters over the sea level. This is also where the deepest waters next to the Cuban coasts are, in the so called Fosa de Bartlett (Bartlett Pit), at almost 2000 meters of depth.

All along the Southern coast are the places where the earthquakes are more frequent, although of low intensity. Particularly in the Western section of the Southern coast there is the narrowest and longest coastal plain of the country, bordered by a mountain system and crossed by a road where numerous volcanic rocks show ( granites, basalts, etc), during the whole trajectory. Also in the South are the most important systems of marine terraces in the Caribbean where the National Park Desembarco del Granma (Granma landing) is. Because of its natural wonders, it was declared Natural Heritage of Mankind by UNESCO, in the category Natural Landscape of Mankind.

We should also point out that in the Southern coast are the only vegetable formations in the whole Caribbean which are similar to the vegetation of true deserts. Even in the highest hills of the Sierra Maestra you can find two vegetable formations unique in the country: the Monte Nublado (Cloudy Hill) and the Monte Fresco (Cool Hill).

From the social and cultural point of view the Southern area also has numerous elements of great interest. For instance, several museums of natural history, of the history of the Wars of Independence against the Spanish power and of passages of the Cuban Revolution, of outstanding personalities of the country, architectural styles and Cuban ways of life. You can find them not only in the province capitals but in the nearby cities and places of interest; among them, Baracoa, Gibara, Puerto Padre, Banes, Baconao and Manzanillo. We will provide more information about them when we suggest their visit.

All these places will be recommended because of their great importance; one of them, Bariay, Holguín, is the place where Christopher Columbus landed for the first time in Cuba, in 1492. Also, the Santa Iphigenia Cemetery, in Santiago de Cuba, where the remains of Jose Martí, the Apostle of Cuba rest. It would be interesting to visit La Demajagua, in Granma province, the place where the declaration of the War of Independence against Spain was made, as well as the family house of Fidel and Raúl Castro, a sample of the wooden architecture at that time, in Biran, Holguin.

It was in the provinces located in the South where most of the refugees from Haiti came at the triumph of the Haitian Revolution in 1791. The ruins of the old French coffee plantations are magnificent, as their influence on the Cuban culture of those provinces is deep. The cultural expressions of these areas are very much related to this influence, among them La Tumba Francesa (the French Drum) of which UNESCO praises its state of preservation, protection and the importance given to this cultural form by the Cuban State.

This part of Cuba is also the most closely related to the Caribbean culture, to such an extent that Santiago de Cuba is known as the Balcony of the Caribbean because of its great affinity with the Caribbean musical rhythms, much more so than the rest of Cuba. The carnivals in these provinces are different from the rest of the country. In this city, the Caribbean Festival, also known as the Fire Party, ingrained in the Caribbean culture, is held in July.

It is suggested to start your tour next to the Northern coast, visiting the center of the provinces to see their capitals as in Las Tunas and Holguin, while in the rest of the mentioned provinces, which are more mountainous, you follow the Northern coast and then towards the South, passing the mountain ranges through roads where the landscapes are wonderful. One of the most outstanding is La Farola, a road unique in Cuba. You will enjoy all of it in next articles.

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