Riding and Photography

My two passions and a new path. Since I bought the scooter my photography has taken a decidedly Vespa direction. My camera points less frequently at the Pennsylvania landscape except as a backdrop for a portrait of the scooter. My wife Kim appears in fewer photographs that was the case for the past ten years. I sold my 8×10 Zone VI field camera and all related gear because I could not see hauling it around on the scooter (I still had a truck mind you). The darkroom is a seldom-visited place as I now seem to be shooting digital color almost exclusively. The Vespa seems to have turned my photographic pursuits upside down.

I’ve found the only way to get a handle on problems is just jump in and work. I often don’t follow that advice but in this instance I have made a decision to write, ride, and photograph and not question the results. Already I have seen the flame of desire flicker to pick up the camera more often when the scooter is not in sight. I’ll use this blog to report the results as I go. Immersion is the plan. Who knows where it will lead.

Left this morning even though the weatherman was calling (again) for rain. None materialized though several times I was sure I was about to be soaked. Temperature was hovering around 50 and the air was wet again — and gray.

I love this kind of weather. I rode over two mountains to the west of here towards Black Moshannon State Park and the surrounding area. The park was almost empty and the lake was quiet and misty.

By the time I got home I had traveled 86 miles but not before stopping at the new Unionville Cafe for bacon and eggs.

For me that is the quintessential riding meal.