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66 nOctober 2016n www.thunderpress.net THUNDER PRESS bluegrass music. Back on Highway 50, a detour up Route 92 added 40 miles of fun. Final stop was Ouray, the Little Switzerland of America, where we soaked the night away in on-site hot springs. The next day new riders joined me in the rain on the "Million Dollar Highway." We were Westward bound to Four Corners, then Highway 98 where ancient sandstone mesas stretched up to a wide open blue sky. The Rogue Sisters relaxed at Lake Powell and tossed a few back before heading off to bed. Next was Bryce Canyon, but fi rst Megared and I planned to stop in Zion. On Highway 89 you have to be patient for traffi c to fl ow through Zion Tunnel. Into the park, we hiked the Virgin River up to the Narrows with many hearty souls. After a perfect day, we made it to Bryce by nightfall. At day- break we continued our hike through the hoodoos. We found a hidden water- fall, but when clouds rolled in, we headed back to the hotel where rainfall struck. What a gusher! Our National Parks experience complete, it was time to head west to Nevada. A top-off in Milford would get me through to Ely where the Hotel Nevada awaited—always biker-friendly with comped drinks, great food and the loosest slots in town. It was a lazy ride across Highway 50 to Carson City for the fi nal night. On day 20, it was time to close the loop. It was a brisk ride around Lake Tahoe before heading to Roseville for our last meet 'n' greet. Heavy traffi c in Sacramento meant lane splitting to the Bay. At Fort Baker, the media was in full force, eager to hear about our journey of a lifetime. The San Francisco Motorcycle Club greeted us with respect and led our Victory Parade across the Golden Gate Bridge and through San Francisco. A reception at their clubhouse provided an opportu- nity to recognize the leaders and par- ticipants for what they accomplished. It was the kind of recognition that the sisters so greatly deserved but never received. They never became motorcy- cle dispatch riders, but in World War II, Bessie Stringfi eld did. Today, we carry a piece of their adventure in our hearts, the Sisters' Centennial Motorcycle Ride a tribute to their spirit. Thanks, Addie and Gussie, for showing the world that a "woman can, if she will." This cele- bration is all for you! 4 Sisters' Continued from page 62