Nothing like parking the Vespa on an open field with the world before you. Add to that a dash of springtime warmth and everything feels like a miracle. That’s exactly how it all felt on the way home today.
An absolute joy to be able to ride under a blue sky and not be freezing. But with the warm weather and the prospect of more riding comes a long list of things to do, fix or at least consider to be truly ready for the normal riding season.
A good washing of the Vespa is in order. There is so much baked on salt and road grime that I suspect it will never come off. I picture myself sitting on the driveway, toothbrush in hand, radio blaring, scrubbing away to transform this nasty scene into something more civilized.
And what can I say about the exhaust…. It has to come off, be attacked with the wirebrush at least and probably better a sandblaster. And then many coats of high temperature paint to hide the fact that it’s ready to turn into dust. This is what winter looks like for a year round rider.
And remove the Heidenau winter scooter tires.
It’s not summer yet. This morning there was frost on the car window as I rolled out of the driveway. With the sun out I was able to ignore the cold. Bright sun sent the temperature up quickly.
The light in the morning is more dramatic now. Or maybe I just imagine it so since the sun hasn’t been available much for the past four months. Surprisingly, State College, Pennsylvania remains quiet in the morning. Good for me — no competition for the coveted motorcycle parking spaces.
Clear skies and long beams of hot sunlight make even a simple breakfast of bagel and juice seem spectacular at Saint’s Cafe. Not quite food porn mostly because my culinary inclinations are so simplistic. Even so things look nice in this light.
The snow is pretty much gone though if you look in the shadows of places where snow was piled after cleared from streets you can still find some ice piles. The thaw is creating some monster mud puddles in some places. When you ride a Vespa you absolutely do not ride through water that you can’t seen to the bottom. Sucking water into the engine intake can quickly downgrade you to a bus or cab.
The Far Corners Asian Market in State College has just reopened in this location. Last time I was in this building it was home to Kissell Motorsports. I also purchased my first Vespa inside this building. Springtime — for rides down memory lane…
Ride, ride, ride. It’s what I want to do right now. Kim says the birds are twitterpated right now. I must be scooterpated. Unfortunately the need to continue to pay the light bill and put food in the freezer is getting in the way of my grand plans. Some have said I should retire. Others advise getting rid of the scooter.
I just keep my head down and ride when I can.
On my way home from work today, big sky for central Pennsylvania, dry roads for me though the gates where chained shut just down the road so I had to double back onto the pavement to make my way home.
Lot’s to get ready for spring riding. The machine for reasons already outlined, myself in terms of shedding a few pounds of winter weight so my riding clothes are comfortable, and my mind so I remain fully aware of the thundering danger never too far away.
More riding tomorrow…