Day 14: Yosemite, No leak and Leak, Snow, Independence
When I checked the bike this morning it wasn’t leaking any more. I cranked her up and let her run for 5 minutes to see if she’d leak when the engine was warm.
While we were waiting some guy came up to talk with us. Initially about bikes but then he moved on to Buddhism. He had just spent some time at a Zen Buddhist center in San Francisco.
“Here’s my prayer breads. They were blessed by a monk. As I was leaving he told me:
‘Go with the flow and be at peace.’ Hey, same to you guys! Be safe, go with the flow and be at peace.”
We shook hands and wished him well.
Back to the bike. Still no leak.
“It’s your call Bub,” Jeff said.
“Let’s go for it.” I replied.
So we took off and headed towards Yosemite in the Sierra Nevada Mountains, which was about 40 miles away.
We stopped and had breakfast and I checked the leak. Leaking again. Jeff tightened up some of the bolts, a few I’d missed.
You can Google “Yosemite” and see better pictures than I could ever take and better descriptions than I can relate.
We travelled through one of the most beautiful landscapes that I have ever seen. It took us over 50 miles to cross it but the views were stunning. Granite mountains and cliffs with jagged peaks, rounded domes, canyons, valleys sculpted by glaciers, meadows, rivers, streams, lakes and ancient giant sequoias. The highest point we rode to was Tioga Pass elevation over 9000 feet. Snow was there, as well as it lying riddled in the mountain cliffs and jagged peaks around us. Smoke belted out of the chimney of the forest ranger’s cabin. Jeff and I were cold and I put on my heated gloves.
The whole experience was one of awe and gratitude.
We took some pictures and hopefully Jeff will post some soon.
As soon as we left the park we had to get gas. This time it was $5.15 a gallon. (The highest I paid was at Big Sur, a whopping $5.99 a gallon!)
We rode down to the town of Independence and are now staying at a great old fashioned motel called Ray’s Den. My favorite motel so far!
Tomorrow we head through Death Valley, skirt around Las Vegas and are aiming for Henderson Nevada, where they conveniently have placed another Harley Davidson dealership.
On the bike today, as on many days of this trip, I was at times overcome by a sense of freedom. Not just because I was on the bike and exploring new lands but because of all that I have gone through in the last few years, all that I have given up. I was reminded of a quote by The Buddhist monk Thich Nhat Hanh who said: “Letting go gives us freedom, and freedom is the only condition for happiness. If, in our heart, we still cling to anything – anger, anxiety, or possessions – we cannot be free.”