Paul, you show a lot of patience riding with the speed challenged riders. I appreciate it.

The Standing Stone Cafe was a treat. We’ll need to go there again.

The only reason the Vespa always arrives first is because I”m always in the lead. I used to think it was because Paul didn’t want to run away from me but I’ve come to realize he just has no idea where he’s going.

To be fair to Ducati, and to not overly damage our powerful Vespa reputations, Paul does go easy on the throttle when he rides with us. I’m not saying it’s exactly like a parent walking with their toddler child, but it’s close…

I was just discussing URALs with Jack Riepe last night — he’s a fan just like me!

Gee Bryce, the Huntingdon and Broadtop Railroad ceased operations before I was born. They stopped in early 1954. There were a lot of little railroads about then servicing the coal industry and transporting passengers. And the cafe was indeed in the same town as the railroad headquarters.

Good idea about publishing a list of places to eat. Hadn’t thought of that though my friend Ken Hull has published two moto books specifically on that. I’ll have to share that info as well.

Feel free. Who can complain about theft of the truth!

I think the wheel size has more to do with the feeling of being nimble on the road, especially at slow speed, than the weight does. It’s the small wheel size that also contributes to the feeling of instability that some people sense at high speeds. It’s a trade-off — one I gladly make for my kind of riding that’s generally under 70mph.

I tend to think of my Vespa scooter as small but I catch myself comparing it to motorcycles at times and being surprised how often it’s of similar size.

That’s because Paul, riding his Hypermotard, allows Steve to keep up.
Last week, going home from work on my GTS, a BMW pulled up alongside of me at a stop light (probably K1200). The light turned green, and by the time I crossed the intersection the beemer was gone, and he wasn’t even trying hard (and I was).