Thas is motorcycle heaven. On the cold days I'd ride in
the desert, and on the warm day I'd ride up to the top of
the mountain.

The locals are amazing and actually get out of the way
of the bikers. I've never seen that anywhere else.

"Capt. JG" wrote
Amazingly, my ex girlfriend used to live just north of the race track.. if
you turned off Via De La Valle on the road just to the north of the track
entrance and made the first left, she was in that group of condos. We had
to rescue her and her roomie during the floods of late 70s. I almost
drowned by F-250 trying to get them out, and we watched a Chevy hi-boy
float away.

I used to ride my cycle out of Del Mar east... can't do that any more...
toward Mt. Pal. Those days, there was nothing out there but farms and
badly rutted dirt roads. We also used to take our weapons out there and
blast away... no one around to complain. It was the first time I fired a
44 magnum and a 45.