When you wake up at 8 am and its 90 degrees in Southern California you know its going to be a scorcher, but also a potentially amazing day for riding motorcycles. “Go West, young man” we’ve always heard. What about East? Away from our so-called Manifest Destiny, towards a less populated area of San Diego County with Indian reservations, rolling hills, old oak trees and empty two lane roads. Now all we need to do is get all these bikes to start…