NorCal Ride of June 19-23, 2005

Lake Tahoe - Ave of Giants - Trinity Alps

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Quincy

We arrived at the Chevron gas station in Quincy 56 miles later. Original plan was to take Bucks Lakes Rd up here from Downieville, but it was getting late so we took Hwy 49 back to Bassetts, cut north on Gold Lake Rd, and followed Hwys 89/70 to town. After filling our tanks and chilling in the shade awhile we got back on Hwy 70, and headed out to Belden Town.

Belden Town red bridge

This red bridge goes over Feather River into Belden Town Lodge & Resort some 28 miles from Quincy. That small structure across the bridge was the old gas station.

Feather River - northeast

View from red bridge of Feather River to the northeast. Have always had an affinity for shooting a pic of my ride parked on bridges going over rivers. No traffic that day. ;^)

Feather River - southwest

Southwest view of Feather River from red bridge. Hwy 70 otherwise known as Feather River Canyon Hwy is to the right. It's killer road at least until nears Oroville Dam to the west.

Belden Town Lodge & Resort - patio

The lower patio area in back of Belden Town Lodge & Resort is where we enjoyed some cold ones.

Chilling out on the patio

Clockwise around the table are Kurt, Dianne, David, and Judy relaxing with the Feather River in background. Out by the railing is Mike, Richard, and Kent. Grumbler was busy taking pics. In fact, they actually opened up the bar for us that Monday. It's usually closed during first part of the week.

Belden Town Lodge & Resort

Main building for Belden Town Lodge & Resort has small store to left, saloon in middle, and restaurant to the right. Dianne and Kent are out in front.

Motorcycle Parking

We parked our scoots in front of the building for photo ops just before Kent and David, along with their SOs, backtracked to a motel in Quincy for the night as they had to return to Santa Cruz the next day via Bucks Lake and I-5. The rest of us continued 56 miles onwards to Sierra Nevada Brewing Co in Chico only to find out that it's closed on Mondays. Fortunately, my niece met us there, and had us follow her to an excellent Mexican restaurant. Done, we rode 30 miles south to Gridley for the night where Richard split home.



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