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Motorcycle rented by the North American West 16

7 Apr 2010

And again, the Golden Gate We do not know how it was but the last day has arrived, on Wednesday, April 7, when we will have to return the motorcycle. We will not have a day left over. The last miles we taste them circulating especially slow. Shortly after leaving...
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Motorcycle rented by the North American West 15

6 Apr 2010

Savoring the Pacific   Ocean Tuesday was going to be Big Sur Day. Regrettably, now we had to head directly to San Francisco and they had to give up: the previous day we had already ruled out a mountain route through Ojai that had been recommended to us. During...
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Motorbike rented by the North American West 14

5 Apr 2010

In a forest of highways The plan for that Monday was to take advantage of the morning to know something more some parts of Los Angeles, and to leave towards noon in the direction of San Francisco by the coast, Big Sur. At this point of travel we were already beginning...
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Motorbike rented by the North American West 13

4 Apr 2010

Baghdad Café, icon of the deep America After the disappointment of Barstow, when we got up on Sunday we had to make the plans of the last stage of route 66. In the maps it was easily appreciated that try to follow this last section in the network of highways and...
In motorcycle rented by the North American West 12

In motorcycle rented by the North American West 12

3 Apr 2010

In the mythology of Route 66 The following day, on Saturday, we return to Route 66, It goes meandering with Highway 40. Now on the right, now on the left. Every time the road moves away from the highway, we are in the middle of the desert, but always accompanied by...
On a motorbike rented by the North American West 11

On a motorbike rented by the North American West 11

2 Apr 2010

Finally rolling on Route 66 Williams was the easternmost point of our trip. From there, always heading west, looking for Los Angeles. In search of the Pacific ocean. Route 66. So many times read, so many times dreamed, so many times imagined. It stopped being a...
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