Too Many Scooters and Motorcycles?
How did I come to have five two-wheeled machines in my little one-bay garage? For fourteen years I was content with a single scooter for all my riding. At least that’s what I told myself, an unconscious dishonesty masking my true feelings and desires — a machine for every riding occasion I might engage.
I can be impulsive buying things that suddenly seem essential to my well being and quality of life. There’s a trail of impulsive purchases through my life from cameras to guns and fountain pens and books. Rather than deal with whatever emotional chaos that’s in front of me I seek the quick and exciting fix of buying things.
Looking at the scooters and motorcycles in my garage, frequently looking and thinking about them, only one borders on an impulsive purchase — the Honda Trail 125. Unlike other impulsive purchases that still sit unused in their box, the Honda has turned out to be a welcome addition to my riding life.
On the other hand, having five machines brings with it expense, maintenance, and other issues of ownership.
Year Round Riding
I do not drain the fuel and pull the batteries from any of my machines as an exercise of winterization. I ride all of them year round. Or at least that’s the path I choose. My goal is to ride each at least once every two weeks for at least 15 miles. What usually unfolds is largely dependent on weather, road conditions, and my own state of mind. Sometimes I ride them more frequently and for greater distances. And sometimes they sit longer than two weeks. So far things have worked out fine for me and the scooters and motorcycles.
It was my 2005 Vespa ET4’s turn for a ride. A nice autumn day with the temperature in the low 60s. I had a loop in mind that would put 15 miles on the clock.
Garage Rotation
Sometimes it feels as if I am constantly rotating the scooters and motorcycles. I try to keep the ones I need to ride next close to the garage door. But that gets interrupted because sometimes I just want to ride one of them regardless of the position in the rotation. And full disclosure, it can be a pain in the ass to move them around. Not because it’s difficult but my impatience can get the better of me.
Riding does tame my impatience. That’s a good thing for riding. Getting out in the world, even for a short time is therapeutic. There’s something magical about riding a scooter in autumn, parking it in a field, and taking in the fragrance and light of autumn.
Maintenance
Thankfully I can afford to have others maintain the scooters and motorcycles. Over the years I’ve developed an aversion to turning wrenches. Or using tools of any kind for any reason. The joy and satisfaction I once felt working on machines evaporated long ago. All that remained was a fiscal resistance that I’ve finally gotten past. And not just with the machines I ride. With everything. I’m still kind of amazed at how good it felt to write a big check for a bathroom remodel. Work I could do myself but am just not interested in doing. Just as I want to ride and not wrench, I want to shower and not remodel.
What does remain though is keeping track of when service is needed, registrations, insurance, and making sure the scooters and motorcycles are safe to operate.
I think in my slowly advancing years I am getting lazy or have less patience for the not fun parts of life.
Riding the little Vespa scooter was the most fun I’ve had this week. It is a hoot to ride as it strikes some chord in me that is difficult to explain or understand. And looking at those brilliant autumn leaves makes whatever chores I have related to owning scooters and motorcycles well worth the trouble.
Dog Maintenance
Before any riding or maintenance comes the daily requirement of a morning dog walk. Lily and Aiden, our Belgian Sheepdogs, expect, insist, and demand a couple miles of exploring every morning. And I seldom let them down. I’ve come to realize that dogs, scooters and motorcycles have taught me self-discipline. I no longer feel forced to do things because of some external force, but rather choose to do things because it is good for me.
My cardiologist is happy that I walk the dogs. A lot. No reason to return to past trouble after all…
Steel says
Steve;
Wonderful post. You are singing my song and speaking to my soul.
Your thoughts are much appreciated.
Steel