Austin. March 2013.
Drew had been weaving his way through the country on his motorcycle for nearly two months when he arrived in Oakland. He texted me the day before from Oregon looking for a place to crash. I told him I had a couch for him and he stayed three nights. We floated around the Uptown bars on Friday and took the ferry to the city on Saturday where we had brunch at Mama’s in North Beach and walked the Embarcadero. It had been a year since we last saw each other, just a few days before I had moved to California in August ‘13. It was outside of Hardware on Allen St in Buffalo. I remember it was raining and it was the day he had bought his new motorcycle. I had no idea at the time that it would be the same motorcycle I would follow down the Cabrillo Hwy on the final leg of his cross-country, one-way trip to Los Angeles. Having his luggage in the car freed him up to fully encounter the winding, cliff-cut roads of the CA-1 and I was able to finish the full tour of the scenic highway that I’d halfway completed in 2011 before a rock-slide in Big Sur detoured my friend and me to the 101 via Nacimiento-Fergusson Road which is the only car route that crosses the Santa Lucia Range to Salinas Valley.
Along the way we camped at Andrew Morales SP in Big Sur and on the beach at Point Mugu SP. We pulled off the road once to watch a group of whales silently swim by and another time to watch a group of kite surfers. Drew took pictures with a Hasselblad that he had recently acquired through a moment of happenstance with someone in Buffalo. Before we left Oakland he opened his backpack, removed a ziplock bag containing a few dozen rolls of 120 film that he shot and held it up like a trophy. He hopes to put on an exhibit displaying his trip photos somewhere in LA soon.
Above is a photo I took of Drew in Big Sur. You can see others I have shared on Flickr.
Oakland California. July 12 2014.
Port of Oakland. July 12 2014.
Bernal Heights, SF. June 2, 2014.
San Francisco. First day of June, 2014.