I love camping! I remember camping with my dad and younger brothers often when I was a kid (camping was never mom's cup of tea), until high school when I became 'too busy' to go camping. Camping with my dad involved loading the aluminum
boat with camping and fishing gear and heading to the lake for an awesome weekend of camping. The campground had a few neat playgrounds and would host 'Make Your Own Sundae' night and also had an arcade. We would always have a ham steak for dinner one night
and eat the leftovers for breakfast the next morning. Dad would also cook up some of the trout we caught when fishing early in the mornings. Camping with my dad helped me to appreciate nature and get away from the telephone and Nintendo, to live more basic
for a few days.
I didn't realize how basic that could get until this past weekend, when I went on my first motorcycle camping trip. We rode with a group of six people spanning 5 bikes: my husband and myself each on our own Buell, our buddy on his
Suzuki, his girlfriend on her Vespa, and his parents (who we have also become friends with) riding together on a BMW (yes, we looked like quite the interesting bunch!).
Packing was limited to the essentials. My husband and I invested in a backpacking stove, so we loaded that along with trail mix, granola, some dehydrated meals and some soup, drinking water, a mess kit, sandals, and some toiletries into the saddlebags. We
packed our clothes in backpacks and bungee-strapped the sleeping bags and a tent to the back of the bikes and called it packed and ready to go.
We met half our group about 15 minutes from home and then proceeded taking Hwy 29 over St. Helena Mountain into Calistoga, then took the 101 down to Rohnert Park to meet the rest of the group. Next, we headed out to Bodega Bay, traveling north to Salt Point.
Riding on Hwy 1 is beautiful! And fun on a motorcycle! The cliffs drop off to a rocky and gorgeous coastline. It is almost a challenge to keep your eyes on the road and off the horizon!
Our campsite was a stone's throw away from a cliff. We lined up the bikes and set up the tents behind them, around the fire ring. We were able to get wood for a fire, but without a cooler and the usual camping equipment, the campfire
was a source of light and heat, not grub. As each couple shared a dehydrated dinner mixed with boiling water (which got cold fast and was a bit crunchy), we decided the astronaut food was best saved for emergencies. Waking up and smelling other campers making
bacon while I had to look forward to granola was a tad bit of a bummer. While bacon, burgers and chicken aren't an option when camping on motorcycles, next time we will find more creative ways to fill our bellies. More and more healthy options are popping
up on grocery store shelves all the time. We did go out for lunch one day, but eating out is limited to once when camping, in my book!
(Anyone with motorcycle camping, backpack camping, or just has any good ideas, please feel free to post them below! I'll need the advice for next year!) One day, I will own a bigger bike and have a nice matching trailer behind it!
While at the coast, we hiked along the rocks and explored the tide pools, feeling like children as we peered to see what lurked inside. We also rode to Fort Ross and toured the old fort, learning some history of the area we were staying
in. Most of all, we enjoyed living out-of-doors for 3 days, appreciating nature and falling asleep in a tent, listening to the rolling waves of the ocean.
It was a great time! I love camping so much that I'm already planning our next trip for next month, this time to the Mendocino coast. As much as I love riding my motorcycle, this trip is going to be in the SUV with the Coleman stove
and a cooler full of tasty ingredients for gourmet camp cooking! There's nothing like burgers and grilled chicken with a little dirt in it to fill your belly and put a smile on your face around a campfire! S'mores, anyone?