Whilst riding in desolate country, Bronson is set upon by three cycle riding Native Americans who taunt and harrass him on the road. They're actually good guys and eventually they meet in a moto cross race which has as first prize a new boat-tail Harley and a case of beer. Bronson's Sportster magically turns into a single lung dirt bike for the race and then magically back into a Sportster as he crosses the finish line to win the boat-tail. Bronson settles for the beer and gives the bike to the big Native American guy. Bronson is way cool.
Another day another job. This time working for eco-weenies who can't figure out why the advertisers for their paper are pulling out, driving the once recovering alcoholic father/editor to tumble off the wagon. Ex-reporter Bronson winds up running the printing press. Nice shots of the coast around Monterey(I think).
After being on the road for a good while getting away from it all, Bronson needs to get away from getting away from it all heading for Los Padres in the Big Sur. Riding in the outback he dumps the bike in a ravine doing horrendous damage to the Sportster. How will he ever get it out? Presto! The now famous "Bronson Rock" is used to repair the Sportster and off he goes.
Bronson meets an elderly Jewish gentleman whose van has broken down and helps him get running. After getting the old guy back on the road the Sportster breaks down(hard to believe, I know) and Katz returns the favor. Excellent pics of Bixby Bridge at the end.
Bronson teams up with his uncle to try to help him stave of repossession of his fishing vessel the "Mary R", even offerring to put the Sportster up for collateral if needs be. Cooler heads prevail and the boat goes back and everybody lives happily everafter.
Final episode. Not one of the best. Garbled plot involving generational conflict, materialism, yachts, Corvettes, teeny Japanese motorcycle, and Buddhism. One more ride down that long lonesome highway.