No Man's Ride - Day 1

Day One – SF, CA to Carson City, NV

Part 1 – MAD MAPS HQ

While the girls of MAD MAPS play motorcycle goddess’s for the TV film crew the sag wag crew pack up the truck behind the scenes. All the ladies are interviewed telling of their various roles

at MAD MAPS. The film crew wraps up office footage with the girls suiting up and saying good bye.

Part 2 – THE LEFFERTS’ LAIR

The girls are pleased to see all the bikes lined up curbside ready for them to mount up and ride away. Filming continues, goodbyes are said, motors ignite, and they’re off. The film crew follows close, careful not to miss a thrilling moment as the girls ride through the San Francisco Presidio and merge onto the fabled Golden Gate Bridge.

Part 3 – GOLDEN GATE OVERLOOK

A quick stop at the Golden Gate Overlook to bid farewell to both the film crew and the city of San Francisco. JR and Helli couldn’t bear to part with the crew at the overlook and decided to join in for the first day of the ride. More is better!

Part 4 – MARIN CYCLES

Girls rolled into Marin Cycles sporting their brand spanking new Suzuki motorcycles and hot Suzuki riding gear. All the MAD players extend sincere thank you to Suzuki and Marin Cycles for providing the bikes, making this adventure a reality.

Part 5 –THEY’RE OFF…TO LUNCH THAT IS

With less than 15 miles under their belts they stop for lunch. Being a “Moto Diva” really does create a monster appetite. The girls fuel up on food and the trip begins.

Part 6 – COMFORT ZONES

Everyone mounts up and rides out. A last minute route change implemented in hopes of minimizing traffic exposure, unfortunately it didn’t work. Outside of Sacramento the roads cleared up and spirits lifted. Lee Cole, who was kind enough to volunteer his truck for use as the sag wag, jumped aboard the M109 in Placerville and that’s all she wrote. A fistful of throttle on this bike is no match for the hills of the Sierra-Nevada’s, as Lee Cole arrived at the hotel a full hour before anyone else. The group, minus Lee Cole, moseyed up the foothills admiring the sun burnt mountains, barren except for parched grasses and sporadic stands of pine trees. The air crisp and fresh smelled of warm pine sap. The road twists and climbs, the building anticipation finally releasing in awe of Lake Tahoe’s Southern Shore. The road hugs the lake shore for miles eventually parting ways and heading down the other side of the mountains. Praise be to the Burgman, hands down the best bike to cultivate a beginner’s comfort and skill level. Diana, with all of twenty hours riding experience under her belt when the journey began, mounted the Burgman and within no time she was zipping around the mountain curves. On the Nevada side of the Sierra-Nevada’s the crew winds and wiggles down from grade to grade eventually setting sites on Carson City. The group reconvenes at the Best Western Carson City, unpacks the truck and heads in for a nightcap.