Dennis Stock: “Since I’d never ridden on a motorcycle, I mounted the Triumph with trepidation and with the realization that I was being tested. It was the first of my tests. We sped up the winding roads of Laurel Canyon, my arms securely wrapped around Jimmy’s waist. We leaned wildly at each curve in the road.
I tightened my grip around Jimmy’s heavy leather jacket and screamed above the roaring motor: ‘If I go, you go!’
Finally we slowed down. Stretched below us was a goodly portion of Los Angeles and in the far distance, the Pacific. On the bare ground we sat and talked for five hours.”
From the book James Dean Revisited by Dennis Stock (1978)