I can’t be sure if my friend Paul refers to this place as his garage, or his secret garage. Either way, there’s always a bit of mystery here each time I visit. We were going to take a ride a couple weeks ago to breakfast somewhere, the usual dubious plan that’s driven by hunger and an associated desire to ride.
Past visits to the secret garage have seen the place flooded from hard rains, full of cars and motorcycles, or piled high with pallets of old electronic equipment destined for eBay. His Ferrari, a 1975 308 GT4, lives under a blue car cover. I’m never quite sure what goes on here. With his Fuji X100F camera in tow, he dusted off the Piaggio Fly 150 scooter and we got on the road.
Not many restaurants I patronize have designated motorcycle parking. The Family Chill and Grill in Bald Eagle, Pennsylvania has a dozen spaces and a “Motorcycles Welcome” sign. No one pointed to our mopeds or enforced a motorcycles only rule.
Of all meals, breakfast is my favorite. And even more so when riding. Not sure why that is.
There’s no reason to add this photograph to the post. Anyone I encounter when I have a camera is at risk of being photographed and their image possibly finding it’s way in a post. Usually they fit into a story. This one, not so much.
Maybe it’s like scratching a height mark on a door frame; the pictures marking the passage of time. The first time Paul Ruby’s picture appears in a post is over 10 years ago. Not sure how many times between then and now. Not as many times as the Vespa scooter.
It was a fine day for a ride. Relatively cool temperatures for summer with dramatic skies. Much to see though little interest on my part for making photographs. I’ve been struggling for direction, or perhaps inspiration, for the camera and photography in general. A few project ideas percolate though nothing I feel like sharing right now.
Mostly I want to ride and let my mind calm and catch up with the day.
What can I say? It’s not an epic ride across the continent. As one reader commented, there’s no rushing river to ford or remote location to ride to, just a chance to take a ride on the Vespa where I find myself today.
Riding helps clear the head, adjust the attitude, release bad energy and allow fresh energy to flow in. It’s not necessary to go fast or far, just take a ride and the magic will happen.
It’s why I ride.