Bad on me not seeing it coming, a scooter passes me with vigor. Then another… then a third.

They’re on a mission on their scooter. I’m like “wow, I’ve never been a scooter on this road, let alone one that passes me.

Unfortunately for them, we’re just getting into the hills. Mountains for some but steep never the less. I catch up without much trouble and trail them for a while.

When the opportunity becomes available I pass them and give them a friendly wave. I think I have a lot more top end on my loaded 800cc bike then they do.

Now, it’s time to get serious with this riding thing. I pass another, then another. I think it was three all together. One scooter was loaded with spare tires. They all looked like they were riding with purpose at the peak of their vehicles capability. I could see the “commitment”. I appreciate commitment.

Not 30 miles I see a group of 20 other scooters pulled off into a side parking area. I think it must be some sort of group ride.

Later that night I tell my sister how a scooter blew the doors off my earlier in the day. She laughed. I forgot about the whole thing until you pointed out the Aerostitch cover.

A little sluething later I discover my doors were blown off by a participant in this Canonball Run. That is so cool. Anyway, I’m more impressed now than I was before when I was already very impressed.

Thanks for the connection.

Cheers

Tom

Charlie6: (Dom) See above comment.

dom