In my quest for two weeks of tire squealing, gas guzzling, winding road driving bliss, I made my way south to Oregon-California border, then out to the coast. On third day of my trip I got my first chance at the wonderfully constructed, trackless roller-coaster that doubles as the northern-most 22 miles of California's Hwy 1. Between a slow going motorcycle and various other Sunday drivers (it was Sunday; after all), I was forced to take it easy. Lucky for me, I met a motorcyclist named Monty. He was out for a spirited ride and was happy to chat about my intended adventure. Before parting ways, Monty was kind enough to suggest some roads to try. The easiest road to get to was Hwy 36, across the mountains, through Red Bluff and most of the way to Nevada.