Not long after my last trip to the Oregon coast, I was back with my pack of lovely moto-babes, the Rainier Ravens. It was roughly-themed as a “Goonies” ride because (although I had neglected to recognize the landmarks or remember this fact on any of my prior trips) large parts of it are filmed there. The ‘Goon Docks’ home that the kids were trying to save is in Astoria, as well as many of the street scenes, and I don’t know how I didn’t recognize Haystack Rock on Cannon Beach from the end of the film… there aren’t many like it.
But as much as I loved the film as a kid (second only to Gremlins), I wasn’t there for nostalgia but rather for the road and spectacular scenery, to be enjoyed by motorcycle. It’s long been a dream of mine to travel down the coast to California by bike so I jumped at the chance to take a trip at least part of the way down the coast.
We met at Dick’s Drive-in and, after a series of communication debacles, got on the ferry at and filled up with some of their awful coffee in Styrofoam cups. The ride down was nice but uneventful until we got to the coast. The first sight of the ocean always takes my breath away, even though I haven’t lived or worked more than a few blocks from the sea in quite some time. Coming around the corner before Astoria and seeing the white caps on the water, then from the monstrous bridge is just amazing. For a few of the new girls, it was the longest they had ever ridden so we took it easy and it ended up being a bit of a long day. Eventually, though, we arrived in Manzanita where we were rewarded with gorgeous sweeping vistas of the sea, a dip in the pool, and dinner and drinks at the local watering hole.
The next day we were meant to meet more Ravens at a roadside restaurant but we had some time to kill so we rode along the beach and then up through Astoria (where we could hear the sea lions!), through all the beautiful long curves and seaside vistas until we reached our turnoff and just as I – bringing up the read of our group – made the turn I caught sight of a group of women coming down the hill towards us…more Ravens! It was an amazing experience as we all joined rank together then piled into the restaurant parking lot, giddy and excited at the timing. It could not have been more perfect.
I’ve been riding motorcycles for a long time…15 years or so, but to be out riding as part of such an amazing group of women was just amazing.
We were all excited on the ride back, cruising through the forest-flanked twisties, up into the mountains and then as we approached Seattle it was like any of the 80’s cult movies – Breakfast Club, Stand By Me, Karate Kid, Goonies – where an epic summer adventure ends and each individual peels off with a wave towards home.