The Breakfast Club: Kennedy Meadows Campout (2)
It was cold when we woke up. The thermometer Chris has on his bike said it was less than 32. Lots of frost on the bikes. Hot coffee and a morning fire got us ready for breakfast.
All of us brought eggs. Tom also brought enough home made chorizo to feed all. Chorizo scramble was on the menu. I thought it was perfect. Chris found it a bit on the spicy side. Both Jag and I were envious of Tom’s cast iron skillet.
After breakfast, cleanup, and some enjoyment of the sun which finally rose above the surrounding mountains it was time to ride. Jag had never been to Bodie. Carl was going to ride elsewhere as I lead the others over Aurora Canyon and Bodie-Masonic road into Bodie. Here we are where 108 hits 395. Carl wouldn’t split off the group until we got to Bridgeport.
Aurora Canyon and Bodie-Masonic roads are dirt. A bit rough, but not all that difficult to ride. So don’t ask me why I found myself on the ground. As a get off it was minor, but… my foot got hung up in something, perhaps the passenger foot peg, on the way down and stretched my ankle in ways it is not supposed to be stretched.
Tom led us the rest of the way into Bodie without issue. Supposedly the road was closed and we’d need to take a bypass. The road was not closed. Which was good as we never saw the bypass.
My ankle hurt enough that I greatly limited my movement in Bodie. Too bad, I’d like to have taken more pictures. Chris waited by the bikes while Tom and Jag walked the ghost town.
After Bodie we returned to Bridgeport for gas ($7 !!!) and lunch before returning to camp. “Doc” Jag made sure I had the supplies needed to take care of my ankle – ice, an ace bandage and tape just in case. The tape came in handy to hold my sandle in place while iced.
Jacket Time! Tom provided the cane.
Dinner and sitting by the fire followed. This evening most of us made it until 9 PM before retiring to our tents.