I watched the George C. Scott version of the Christmas Carol about a week ago. It’s one of my favorites and you’re right about that scene. Luckily, I didn’t hear any voices whispering, “Steven Williams” or have any weird forebodings in that place.

And so far no ghosts. I did see “The Force Awakens” this evening though!

I think you’re right about commonalities among riders whether on a scooter or a motorcycle — some riding experiences are universal. I love the image of film clips rolling through our helmets. That pretty well describes things for me.

I’ve never understood the iTunes or other audio inputs while riding. For me I want to be as alone with my thoughts as I can.

It’s been awhile since I checked in on Hubert Kriegel. He has some amazing stuff and his story is as well. Thanks for the reminder!

Thank you for your kind words concerning the photographs — I appreciate them.

I think you’re right about curiosity — without it things would quickly become boring for the routine parts of life, of which there are many.

Fog can definitely be exhilarating. And also anxiety producing depending on location and circumstance. I remember more than a few foggy rides that were so bad that I was juggling foggy visor, lack of visibility, potential for sudden high speed vehicles bearing down on me, it left me riding slow, toward the side of the road listening for traffic so I could get out of the way. Almost pulled over and waited for the fog to clear. Looking back I probably should have.

Thanks Dom. Easy pickings when things look like that. No matter which direction you point the camera it’s a good shot.

Still no real evidence of a “traditional” winter here. Tomorrow it’s supposed to get near 65F. How’s Santa’s sleigh suppose to work without snow?

Riding the Vespa always seems to open my head up to the little things…

If I were asked to pick a favorite, it would be your fourth photo, the tree tunnel. It reminds me (and I’m now reminded that we might have exchanged similar comments last year around this time)… It reminds me of the scene from A Christmas Carol with George C. Scott when Scrooge is on his way home through the fog that fateful night–“Scroooooge… Ebenezer Scrooge…”–awesome, just awesome. Methinks it’s about time to watch that great movie again.

If you are visited by ghosts this year, may they be friendly, delivering only good tidings of great joy.

There are so many places that generate water on the road from natural springs to dripping cars. Just need to be ready…

It’s easy to forget the details that form the tapestry of our lives.