A broken bolt, a twisted clamp, working on my scooter, working on myself.
Robert M. Pirsig, author of Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance: An Inquiry Into Values, reflected on the act ― “The real cycle you’re working on is a cycle called yourself.”
I’ve resisted maintenance in general for anything and the Vespa in particular for a long time. Engaging in that kind of work can shine a harsh light on personal traits and habits. Searching for the right wrench can be an unwelcome reminder of disorganization. Rushing to turn a bolt before it’s been properly treated with Liquid Wrench poses questions of patience and judgement. I’m beginning to understand what Pirsig might be suggesting.
The road ahead is twisting. Organizing workspace, tools, parts and revisiting old skills is just a first step. Recognizing limitations and when a professional is needed another.
The weather has been exceptional and the Vespa sits in the garage while wrestling with time and sloth and small mechanical demons. The twisting roads of central Pennsylvania will wait. They’ll still be there when the work is done…
Dear Mr. Williams:
I wonder why they call it a motor-cycle? A cycle is generally something that comes around again and again. I would never describe a single hour spent on two wheels as a “cycle.” I never came back from a run the same person I left… And I will never come back from my next ride at all. Only because that ride will be a new beginning in itself.
I look forward to meeting you for breakfast on the road some time next season.
Fondest regards,
Jack/reep
Twisted Roads
Work always gets in the way of play. I believe you will conquer these minor issues.
Ronman
In depth thought for a Sunday morning.
Sloth? After reading your work for a few years, I’m sure it’s not truly Sloth.
The road you’ve shown us this morning is one of those wondrous places where my imagination will place Gnomes behind lone trees here and there. Or perhaps the young men of Robin Hood’s gang are peeking out behind each bush. Emerald cloaks clothe the pines and other deciduous tall growth provide grandeur and glamour to the scene. How wonderful.
Mr. Riepe: I agree with your observation about never returning from a ride the same person. So far each return has been positive too!
Let me know when you find that new BMW and head this way.
Ronman: I hope you’re right. Forward!
Marilyn Elmore: Feels like sloth. Could be lots of things I guess. For now I just hope the rain stops so I can spray the Vespa muffler with high temperature enamel.
There are nice scenes in the world!
I love the last photo. It really makes me wonder where the road heads and why you are carrying camping gear…
I’m strange enough to really enjoy doing my own repairs and maintenance. At least when I can. My wife’s new car will probably always head towards the shop as I can’t/won’t deal with the 16 onboard computers.
RichardM: I shot that picture on a camping trip last year with my friend Paul. It was made on the road to Hyner State Park near Renovo, Pennsylvania.
I get a lot of satisfaction from doing my own work if:
1. I have time and tools to do it.
2. I remain patient and not rushed.
Time and patience….
Scooter is very useful thing for every one. I like this scooter photo. THanks for giving this details about work and maintenance about scooter.