Lockwood Valley Washout

“The greatest adventure is what lies ahead.” J.R.R. Tolkien

There is a beginning, middle, and ending to every story. Everyone knows that—this one, however, is different.

The Lockwood Creek reversed everything. A sign reading “ROAD CLOSED DUE TO FLOODING” stopped us in our tracks. The disappointing road barriers were a powerful message on the last leg of our 1,100-mile ride. 

Just then, a utility worker in a four-wheel vehicle approached us from the east, where we hoped to go. “The entire road is washed out, and passage is risky, especially on those motorcycles. There is heavy flooding. I don’t recommend it,” he said matter-of-factually.

Darn.

We stood there in silence, not wanting to backtrack. Finally, we decided to ride toward the road damage to see for ourselves whether the crossing was possible. 

Motorcycle & Gear

2009 Harley-Davidson Street Glide
2019 Indian Springfield

Helmet: Indian
Jacket: River Road
Pants: Iron Workers jeans with Kevlar
Boots: Justin, waterproof
Gloves: Bilt, waterproof
Luggage: Harley-Davidson touring

Officially, this road is called the Lockwood Valley Rd, and it is a shortcut to Frazier Park, CA, and I-5. Our ride ended there, but it began several days earlier when my brother, Gilbert, traveled from Apple Valley to our Three Rivers home. 

We had planned to do a bike ride along SR 1, or the Pacific Coast Highway—something we’ve done many times before. After a hearty breakfast—huevos rancheros, coffee, and watermelon—my wife Denise took a final picture as these two bandits left Three Rivers.