I suppose I would adapt but right now thinking about it, it is so foreign to my experiences here in central Pennsylvania. I suppose I’m spoiled because of the riding landscape I happen to be in. The closest I get to the car zooming by from left and right are deer jumping out of nowhere!

My wife is from there, and we go annually. Bit of a Vespa scene there (Malportados), mostly local brand scooters (Italkia). It’s always interesting watching small motorcycles and scooters lane-splitting and filtering in heavy traffic. They seem to manage. IMO there’s a culture around driving in places like that, and once you figure out the unwritten rules, it’s not all bad…but the learning curve is a doozie. My first venture driving in the city had me coasting up to a yellow/red light crossing a boulevard in the center lane. A car zoomed through the red on my left, and before I’d recovered, another one a half-second behind on the right.

Challenging the weather is yesterday’s project. Now I’m on to challenging my mind — a subject too complicated to comment on here. But there is adventure between my ears.

Ride to eat, that’s definitely me. Many, many rides have a food component. Trying to get away from that. And away from so much photography while I’m riding as well. As Kim often says, how many pictures of the scooter on the road do you need to shoot? She’s right of course. With the BMW I don’t feel the same compulsion to stop and take pictures as I do with the Vespa. It may be because it hasn’t revealed itself as a character yet. Not sure.

If I ever get to Guanella Pass Road I’ll be sure to stop for a hot dog in your honor!

I was surprised how late they stay open on some days. Now I know why!

Coney Island Lunch is a landmark in time…

It’s been chilly at night the past few days. And already I notice the shortening days. Geese flying south already. Winter is not far off. Frightening how fast the seasons have passed. I want it all to slow down!

Two hundred miles for a hot dog is ok, but 225 would be nonsense!

As to riding for the hotdog, some guys label it RTE, ride to eat! I’m not sure I’d go 200 miles for a hotdog though….if you come through Colorado, there’s a spot near Guanella Pass Road (southern end) which features Coney Island Hotdogs, out of a venue shaped like a hotdog in a bun.

I’m definitely the opposite. Cooler weather is much preferred though my weather range is just constricting more and more every year. Sometimes I think it has been reduced to 65F to 75F. It’s hell to get old.

The reality though, despite my complaining, is that I love to ride and will put up with a lot of weather to do it.

I’ll have to put the Coney Island Dogs restaurant on my list of places to visit. Johnstown is a good ride from here.

Hope life in Myrtle Beach is going well.