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In 2008 we decided to go to MotoGP at Leguna Seca, Califiornia. Having decided to put the race into the middle of a two week holiday we booked tickets there and back, rented a car and decided to wing it motel to motel from our start finish/point in San Fransisco.

I've never been to San Fransisco before, but Luisa used to live there and had been on loads of other occasions, so knew here way around. All of these pictures follow the circuit of the pacific coast that took us in no particular order to: the Pinacles national park, Hirst Castle, Monterray, Santa Cruz, Salanis, Capitola, Carmel (hello Clint), along Big Sur and back to SF.

It was a brilliant MotoGP. Fo0r those of you who follow it, that was the year #46 took Stoner on the gravel at the corkscrew.


































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