Spring morning rides on the Vespa are electrifying. A visual candy store of light and texture offers an available camera moments of photographic relaxation — images captured to reignite memories later.
Scooters have emerged from garaged cocoons as riding butterflies — simple, quiet, elegant machines of transport and joy. Or so I see them. Here as the sun neared the evening horizon I stood wondering who belonged to the other Vespas.
Ephemeral spring blossoms demonstrate the speed in which time passes. Organic reminders of the constant flow of life and the cycle of change. I don’t think of these things often — at times with a camera, on the scooter, or scratching out words on a page in my journal.
It’s been too nice not to ride at all so I make the most of rides to work and short errands around town. Feeling the Vespa respond to the throttle, the air rushing through my helmet, the world flowing by in a visual river of light and color — I can feel my heart beat and the thrill of being alive and in front of it all.
Yes, it’s too nice not to ride.
A year ago it was 29F for the ride to work. Today? 68F. Yes, it is great riding weather here. Both yesterday and today the ride home became longer. It was too nice to ride straight home.
Love the photo of the three Vespa-teers.
~Keith
Circle Blue
Circle Blue: Not quite that cold here this morning but still great riding weather. I understand the desire to not ride straight home…
Steve, good posting…my initial response was going to start with “too nice to ride” but I realized thats an effect of work-related toxicity. The riding to/from work have lost their healing effect….I must find a different route….to different work perhaps.
Thanks…this post has me thinking.
Dom
Redleg’s Rides
Colorado Motorcycle Travel Examiner
Dear Steve Williams:
You wrote:
“Scooters have emerged from garaged cocoons as riding butterflies — simple, quiet, elegant machines of transport and joy.”
I wish I had written that line. Of course, it will seem like I did when you read it on Twisted Roads. It has been spring here at the New Jersey shore for the past month.
Great riding sentiment… Then again, you always seem to capture the moment.
Fondest regards,
Jack/reep
Twisted Roads
Charlie6: Thankfully work has not become a questionable location for me but I do understand how the trip can diminish in its healing effect. That’s when the search for an alternative route becomes important. Good luck in your search!
Dear Mr. Riepe: I’m all about sentiment. It’s the scooter way… And I always look forward to reading Twisted Roads for its instructional value on what it means to be a man.
That scoot in the middle is the one I purchased!
=)