Do you derive joy or satisfaction from working on your scooter or motorcycle?
After an evening of wrench turning and and part changing the scooter is back on the road. A new battery has the scooter firing up strongly and a new sparkplug and air filter has reduced the occurrence of the engine fault light coming on. To celebrate I went for a test ride and decided to stop and spray the filth off the Vespa. Being careful to not direct any high powered streams of water into the engine or other delicate places I was able to transform a mud caked, limestone dust coated, salt encrusted scooter into a reasonable handsome machine.
Can’t say the same about my grease stained fingers. I remember now that I have latex gloves to keep my hands clean. Sitting here now, tired after a long week and some work on the scooter this evening, I can tell I’m in a glow of mechanical satisfaction. As much as I hate to admit it there is a tangible feeling of accomplishment from a few simple acts.
Before I get lost in the mechanic romantic I still find riding more dazzling and rewarding than crawling around the driveway with a wrench and screwdriver. Working on the scooter and knowing I can do a few things was fun but can’t hold a candle to the test ride. Through the dark and on the way home the smile has returned.
You know the one, the big grin fueled by fun.
The mechanical satisfaction isn’t over yet — still have to change the engine and transmission oil and check the head bearings. Another day, after a nice spring ride.
Trying to be a good Boy Scout I ordered a pair of Heidenau K61 tires today from Kissell Motorsports. I’ll be needing them in a month or so.
Melting into the chair at the moment and dreaming of sleep. That’s what Friday nights have become for an old Vespa rider…