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We are in a mystery city tonight. What I will tell you is that the surf is pounding in our ears. What a feeling to see the right coast surf after a lot of hard fought road miles. We high fived and hugged with joy at the end of the journey. Thursday the adventure of rolling thunder begins. Is the fun ever going to stop? I think not as long as there are roads to ride and people to meet. We have been truly blessed on this ride. No wrenches have been turned other than to change tranny fluid and oil. This is a magnificent testimony to kiwi and his boys in the shop. Technology and preparation wins every time. I doubt there are any other 2 vintage Indian chiefs that could ride side by side for over 4,000 miles and not turn a wrench. Call it bragging if you want,I could give a shit. It is unimagineable for most riders, vintage or not. we have been in and out of rain all day. Nothing steady but just enough to make you wear your rain gear. Freeway was the order for most of the day as we needed to make tracks to the sea. Tomorrow we have to be in Arlington at patriot Harley for our man art to detail the bike on Wednesday. Also have kiwi's truck being delivered there so we can load CG1 up after the detail and keep him clean. Once we hit the beach and finished our celebration we put CG1 right on the rocks for a major photo session. Took lots of pics for tomorrow's blog. It will be worth the wait. Took some of the kids together and then dirty gurl alone. Our plan all along was to stay at the beach and eat fresh seafood. Turned around after the photo shoot and there it was-- our hotel right on the beach. Shittin' in tall cotton baby! We went in to register and yakked with the desk folks about our trip. Came out and what to our wondering eyes appeared? The freakin' police are waiting for us. Oops. Oh oh. How were we supposed to know you can't park on the beach. Well we had to give up our I D and wait to be checked out. Hoping my parking ticket in LA did not show up. We did our best schmoozing act while officer moss was radioing to head quarters. Sergeant felts could not have been nicer helping us figure out where to eat and sights to see in town. Of course we checked out but we could not let them leave with out getting a pic of the 4 of us with our arms around each other in front of the bikes on the beach. Sergeant felts asked to please not post it on you tube. 10/4 mate. We knocked off early today. Went down the beach and burned a macanudo gold label washed down by a couple of ultras. Life is VERY good. Tonight we already checked out a sea food place and reserved a table by the beach. We be eating fresh fish tonight. DC tomorrow baby. Bring it on.