12/012009
by Elden Carl
The weekend of 10/3 and 10/4 of 2009 started out normally enough with and early
morning 30 mile ride from my home in La Mesa, CA east to Restaurant La Fogata in
Tecate, Mexico for breakfast. After a great meal, I re-crossed the border and headed
west for my return trip down twisty Highway 94.
About eleven miles west from my starting point I entered a moderately-sized, perfectly
radiused sweeper holding my speed at approximately double the number on the yellow
sign which said, “30 mph”. As I began to straighten up coming out of the left-hand curve
and going into a right-hander I saw a guy on the eastbound shoulder standing next to a
touring bike that was parked pointing west.