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S tory and Photos by George Hays
The last week·end of October
eacb year tbousands of motorcycles roll out of tbeir biding
places and, as if called by some
unheard piper, converge on Death
Valley, California.
At first it's only a trickle of machines starting from the far corners
of the continent. The trickle soon becomes tributaries, flowing along the
main highways. Appraeching the Valley,
the tributaries merge, forming rivers
of flashing, roaring machines and
leather-clad riders, as the road riders
make their annual pilgrimage to Mecca.
Spectators along the roads lead1ng to
the Valley notice a few mo re motorcycles on the road than usual on Friday
morning. These few increase In number,
until by Friday afternoon, there is a
parade of cycles going" by . The procession continued thrOllgh the night, gaining
In numbers. By saturday morning, there
is a motorcycle every hundred feet for
miles on every road leading to the
Valley.
To ride In this pageant is a never-tobe-forgotten thrill for anyone who loves
bikes. Almost as soon as you leave
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H..... ollllt pd _ _ s wily the 'e1lows kHp retumln, tn Dealll Valloy each year - 11I0 .....1 Beau()' Contest.
