Redwoods Road Trip Day 4. Just Messing Around

The Samoa Cookhouse

The Samoa Cookhouse

Friday was our “messing around”day.  It’s a good idea to keep at least one day as an unscheduled free day because we always find something we’d like to do.

We started our day having breakfast at the Samoa Cookhouse, an historical point of interest for my family.  My great grandmother Hannah worked at the cookhouse as a cook  from about 1907 to 1912.  At that time the Cookhouse was on a wharf at the end of the pier.  There was a fire during the time my great grandmother worked there.

http://www.samoacookhouse.net/

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Memorabilia at the Samoa Cookhouse

Memorabilia at the Samoa Cookhouse

The breakfast is served family style, and you get whatever they made that day.  We had biscuits and gravy, scrambled eggs, pancakes and sausage (for those that wanted it).

Lance passes me the scrambled eggs served family style at the Samoa Cookhouse

Lance passes me the scrambled eggs served family style at the Samoa Cookhouse

From Samoa we headed to Willie’s house, the Airhead member who offered us a spare clutch cable.  The Airhead group publishes a guide with members listed by city and state.  It’s a wonderful network of people ready to help other Airheads.  Jerome was carrying that guide with him.  A very smart move.

Airhead directory

Airhead directory

While my K75 is not an Airhead, I was traveling with Airheads and Lance was able to make an Airhead clutch cable work on my bike, at least temporarily.  So we descended upon Willie en masse, as invited.  He had a spare clutch cable for us to carry and gave us some advise on good roads to ride.

Visiting with Willie, a fellow Airhead who invited over and gave us a spare clutch cable to carry with us.

Visiting with Willie, a fellow Airhead who invited us over and gave us a spare clutch cable to carry with us.

We traveled the short distance south from Eureka to 211, and took that to Ferndale, a small town known for its Victorian architecture.  We stopped here to stretch our legs and walk up and down the main street.

We classed up the main street of Ferndale!

We classed up the main street of Ferndale!

Main street Ferndale

Main street Ferndale

One of the buildings along main street Ferndale

One of the buildings along main street Ferndale

Victorian Inn in Ferndale

Victorian Inn in Ferndale

Ferndale is only a few miles from the coast, so we drove the narrow country lane out to the Lost Coast along the great Pacific Ocean.

My beautiful K75 parked along the Pacific Ocean

My beautiful K75 parked along the Pacific Ocean

Joe and Jerome contemplate the great Pacific Ocean

Joe and Jerome contemplate the great Pacific Ocean

True to a messing around day, we headed back to Eureka with no clear destination in mind, other than a stop at AAA for maps.  A quick google search for best restaurants in Eureka provided a lunch spot name, Brick & Fire.  We had a lovely lunch and I can now recommend Brick & Fire without reservation.  The grilled oysters were wonderful.

Brick & Fire....a bistro. 1630 F Street, Eureka, CA

Brick & Fire….a bistro. 1630 F Street, Eureka, CA

Inside the Brick & Fire

Inside the Brick & Fire

Grilled oysters at the Brick & Fire in Eureka, CA

Grilled oysters at the Brick & Fire in Eureka, CA

Friday’s ride was a good test for the makeshift clutch fix, which performed well.  It was also our last night in our rented mid century modern house, with a rather long riding day to follow.

What I learned today:  The BMW K75 is affectionately referred to as “the flying brick”.  Airheads are classic BMW’s with opposing twin engines that are air cooled.

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