Vulture Mine Rd.
Coming back from a hike I walked along the highway and came across this. My first thought seeing "Chief" was that he was a Native American from this area. Then the F and D and the flames Oh, he must have been with the fire department. I looked him up back at camp.
He was a fire chief and he died riding his Harley on this road. Well its not like there's a shortage of warning signs along this stretch of twisty road (there's a lot more on around the bend) and the speed limit is down all the way to 20 mph through here; it's that dangerous.
It doesn't take much imagination as to what ol' Bill did wrong that day.