I remember several years ago when 12 of us were going to Weaverville we decided to leave at 5 AM. This was in August and the temperatures were in the 115 degree range. I was the only one that showed up at the meeting place with a heavy coat, stocking cap to pull down over my ears and gloves. After All of the laughing at me we started. The road follows the old stagecoach road along the bottom of the canyon and beside the river and the sun doesn't even get there until almost noon. Some of them had to stop and get out and warm up by getting close to their side pipes and they couldn't even bend their fingers. On the way home I just threw the coat and stuff in the trunk. But they never laughed at me any more.
Ron
