Dana Point To Bakersfield

Northwards to Los Angeles

I leave the hotel and drive the last / first section of the PCH for the last time on this trip, at 10.45 am. It’s warm again with broken cloud. Onto I-5 N towards LA and my destination for tonight, Bakersfield. It’s about halfway between Dana Point and Sacramento, the next but one stop. When planning the route I figured at 460 miles it was too far to drive in one day to get to Sacramento. Hence a stop-off in Bakersfield. Whilst the goal was to blast up Interstates and/or freeways to get north as quick as possible, I wasn’t going to do a long mileage or have to drive too fast, or late into the night.

Leaving Dana Point the traffic’s OK, flowing freely in my direction although the other side is crawling along. Let’s hope it stays that way. Some timer later I passed the turnoff for Disneyland in Anaheim. The traffic slowed every now and again, which I was kind of expecting. But I never came to a complete stop, I was always moving – thankfully.

On Interstate 5 in central LA

Into the heart of LA on – at times – 7 lanes of highway on each side. I made good progress time-wise as the traffic was still free-flowing. The urban scenery was sometimes different but there wasn’t many ‘sights’ as such. The sign ahead changed to “I-5 to Sacramento” as Hwy 101 split off. The skyscrapers of downtown LA were visible to my left. It was only 12 noon and I’d only got about another 110 miles to go so I detoured to try and find the Stough Canyon Park.

A Park in Burbank

I’m was in Burbank now and I’d seen this park mentioned on a Burbank flyer I’d picked up somewhere. It’s supposed to have an elevated position overlooking LA, giving great views of the city. Google Maps got me to the Park access road – but it was locked. I check on the Burbank city website and there’s no indication or reason it should be shut. Yet the barrier will not let me pass. I’d never thought that a park in the centre of a major city might be closed on a weekend in October, but it obviously is. I wasn’t planning to stay for long but it might have been an interesting little diversion, but never mind.

So I gave up and drove around Burbank looking for something to eat. I came across a Subway and grabbed one for the first time this trip. Back in the car I then drove along San Fernando Boulevard looking for somewhere to pull over and eat. I found a park a few blocks down with tables and seats under some large trees offering shade. I need this because it’s now 89º F with clear blue skies. It’s bloody hot again! When I’d finished eating I’d still got about a quarter left in the large container of orange juice I’d bought. I decided I don’t want it. There was a homeless guy with all his stuff on one of the other tables nearby. So rather than trash the juice I wander across and offer it to him. “Hey, thanks man” he says. My good deed for the day. 🙂

Van Nuys Boulevard

Back on I-5 N and despite my lunch break, with the traffic still light, I realised I’m going to be very early in Bakersfield. I know there’s little of interest, or to do, there. So what to do? The next exit sign on I-5 comes into view: Van Nuys Boulevard. When I was younger I was into custom cars and I read then about the custom car cruising that went on on that street. So with time to kill – and not expecting much because it’s only a street after all and cruising became a thing of the past as the police cracked down on the practice – I turned off I-5 onto the legendary cruising strip of the 60s and 70s.

I drove along for a while but there was nothing much to see. There’s certainly nothing to associate with car cruising. Though I didn’t think there would be. I contrasted the street to Hwy 1 after Santa Monica, which was wall-to-wall shops, all crammed on top of each other. Here on Van Nuys it’s a much more traditional US street, with a mix of shops, schools, offices and houses. I pulled over to check Wikipedia to see if there are any interesting landmarks nearby but there weren’t. It’s quite a long street, nearly 10 miles long, so I decided my detour is over and headed back up Van Nuys to I-5.

Through The Mountains To Bakersfield

San Emigdio Mountains on I-5 N

It’s still bright sunshine and now 87º F. The hills to the right of I-5 were joined by others ahead and a sign told me I’d entered the Angeles National Forest. The road is cut through the hills and soon after leaving metro LA I’m driving through some very scenic and pretty countryside. It was quite stunning actually considering I’m on an Interstate.

Into the San Emigdio Mountains and the scenery was still great. There’s a very large reservoir, Pyramid Lake, on the left. There’s a few really long hills where all the trucks struggle mightily to get up the steep inclines. The way the road flowed smoothly through and across the mountains – I’d call them big hills actually – was superb. It was a great drive and again a pleasant surprise as I thought it would be flat and boring.

Tejon Pass

There’s a town called Gorman in the middle of nowhere, seemingly a trucker’s stop with gas, hotels and food. Then the Tejon Pass arrives, linking the Tehachapis Mountains, San Emigdio Mountains and the Central Valley to Southern California. It was a lot colder and cloudier through the Pass but as I descended on the other side it heated, and brightened, up again. It was a really good section of road but soon I split right from I-5 onto Hwy 99, the Golden State Highway. This will take me all the way up to Bakersfield.

Hwy 99 is a 3 lane freeway with a 70 mph limit – higher than I-5 – so progress was rapid (no traffic lights…). I’m soon at the hotel. I didn’t see much on Hwy 99 as I travelled up it. It was flat and boring, to be honest. The surrounding countryside had nothing much of interest to see but it looked like farming country. My hotel, the Holiday Inn Express & Suites Bakersfield Central, is good. I had a large room that lookednew-ish and modern, and in good condition. Breakfast is included so I’ve no need to go and find a 7-11 or similar tonight.

The Bakersfield Sound

A couple of hours to recharge before I wandered a couple of hundred yards down the street to Buck Owens Crystal Palace to discover The Bakersfield Sound. I’m not a great country music fan but there was nothing else to do in Bakersfield that I could find, so I thought I’d give it a go. I did make a reservation for a dinner table as this was recommended via their website.

The “world famous” Buckaroos start playing as I arrive at 7.30 pm. Musically it’s what I expected. Thankfully there’s hardly any of the ‘misery music’ brand of country that often gets pilloried quite a lot, it’s all quite upbeat. The place was quite – but not totally – full. I was sat at a kind of bar counter looking out at the stage, so it’s a good view. I order a bowl of chilli which is very good but not particularly spicy. It was served with what the waitress called biscuits but were in fact warm scones. They might be quite pleasant with something else, but not with a bowl of chilli. I did not eat them.

The Buckaroos played for about 2 hours. There’s loads of folks on the dance floor, line dancing to the various tunes. The only song I knew is Polk Salad Annie which is not awful by any stretch and reasonably pleasant. Next, the female lead singer and keyboard player sing Desperado – the second song I knew – and another band comes on stage, “someone and the Stampede”. I never found out who the ‘someone’ was. Their first song was great, almost rock’n’roll, but then they reverted back to standard country style music.

I gave them a few more songs before I decided I’d had my fill of country tunes for one night, and headed back to the hotel and bed. I can’t criticise the Crystal Palace too much, and although as I said I’m not a massive fan of country music, it was a pleasant evening. At least I got out and heard some different music rather than being holed up in the hotel room or stuck in a quiet bar in town somewhere. On to Sacramento tomorrow…