When we set out for Klamath Falls we had no idea what the day would bring. We rode some great roads around Klamath including some of the roads in the state parks. Hwy 15 was one of those roads. it was a great ride, winding through great vistas, offering challenging corners and beautiful straightaways. The road climbed as it wound so that soon we were high in the mountains. This road was a high mountain pass road, and was to bring us up and over and down further south.
It all looked promising until we had to stop abruptly. The road was blocked, rendered impassible by snow, still thick on the ground. We dismounted the bikes and were standing and joking around about trying to get through when suddenly two cars appeared and pulled up to us. In the cars, were what appeared to be two young Hispanic couples, one with a baby. Jim went and talked to them and they seemed game to try to plough ahead even though there was no chance they could do it, and it only got deeper up ahead. determined to carry on with their plan for a picnic, the fellow threw his Lincoln Continental in gear and plowed forward... about 8 feet until he was high-centered and stuck! (I have a movie of it I will insert here once I'm home). They spoke no English, we spoke no Spanish.
We tried to push him out but to no avail. At one point we asked if they had any rope, and he proceeded to open his trunk and produce a set of jumper cables. He only attached one clamp to one car before we told him it wouldn't work... After some digging and having everyone lift as the young wife apply the gas we were able to get him out and on their way. As for us, we retraced out steps back down and had lunch in the town of Weed, named after Abner Weed.
We eventually ended up in Oroville and encountered an interesting family at the hot tub. But that is for another blog.
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