Scooter in the Sticks

Exploring life on a Vespa, Royal Enfield Himalayan, Honda Trail 125, and a Kawasaki W650

What to Wear, What to Wear?

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It’s not a fashion thing. Standing naked at the window this past Saturday morning as the world begins to appear from the darkness I touch the glass as if that will supply any useful information beyond it’s cold outside. No new snow on the ground is a plus. But I don’t know what I should wear for my ride to work. As I startup the computer I jump into the shower. I didn’t feel like making a picture at the window so I used one taken the next morning by my friend Gordon Harkins that shows how things look when I am geared up for cold weather.

18 degrees Fahrenheit. I rely on Accuweather to point me towards the right gear selection. Still don’t know where I’m going but at that temperature I pretty much need everything if I want to stay warm. And I like being warm. And it’s a lot of stuff. Just think about what I put on for a cold morning ride — from the skin out:

  1. Underwear
  2. Polypropylene long underwear
  3. Cotton/wool blend shirt
  4. Blue jeans
  5. Wool sweater
  6. Windproof jacket
  7. Tourmaster Overpants with armor
  8. First Gear Kilimanjaro IV jacket with fleece and armor
  9. Lycra balaclava
  10. Ear plugs
  11. Electric gloves
  12. Heavy wool blend socks
  13. Boots
  14. Fulmer full-face helmet

I’m finally ready to ride but it’s a lot of stuff. It transforms you into a patient person or you put the scooter away in September and watch TV. It takes time to get ready and if you are going to commute daily and run errands in this kind of weather you better turn this gearing up into a ritual. One you can do with your eyes closed. Everything in its place. Or just get frustrated and go insane or freeze alongside the road because you forget some things.

I left the house with two plans; ride twelve miles at 60 MPH or so to see how I did in the cold, and then ride to Starbucks for something warm to drink. I rode down Route 45 towards Pennsylvania Furnace at a brisk pace and was pleased that I was pretty much airtight except for one small knife of air piercing the left side of my neck. I didn’t want to stop though so put up with it until I got off the road and headed up towards Tussey Mountain. Didn’t venture too far though once I realized that there were still quite a few deer hunters out in the woods. I did manage the above picture without taking off my gloves. Patience and being careful how my big gloved fingers were placed on the little camera meant I didn’t have any cold hands to deal with.

On across the valley towards Starbucks, another 10 miles or so away. I stopped in the middle of the valley to stand in the wind and feel how hard it was pushing me around. In my riding gear I felt I was protected from anything like an astronaut on the moon.

In the cold it is always nice to stop somewhere warm and have a snack. This morning is was Starbuck’s Signature Hot Chocolate and a warm roll with butter. Enjoyed driving both into me while reading the comics and making some notes for this post.

I made one more stop at the grocery store before heading home. I’ve gotten pretty good at estimating how much I can fit on the Vespa. A surprising amount fits under the seat or in the rear bag. Another big pile can be attached behind me with bungee cords and any delicate things hand on the purse hook. A real utilitarian vehicle.

Adaptation

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Early in the winter riding season I find I must overcome mental and physical barriers before I fully adapt to the cold weather. Once it happens though riding is sublime. Around the beginning of December I notice the rapid appearance of Christmas decorations. I also notice the shortening daylight, more troublesome than the decline in temperatures. Riding to work in the dark, riding home in the dark, it can be discouraging. Almost claustrophobic. Inertia grows and I feel glued to chairs and couches. Riding gear is heavy and ponderous. It’s so much easier to drive to work.

I recognize a slow transformation as I adapt to the season. As I push myself past the litany of excuses a change occurs and I become a winter rider. I learn over and over again that if I engage in a process of action good things come about. I cannot wait for inspiration. The change and adaptation occurs while I am riding, writing, or making photographs. Inspiration comes through the doing of something, not the thinking about it.

On the ride home from work on Tuesday I was feeling good and when I stopped to take some pictures of decorations I started thinking about that change. I remember when I became a winter rider this year. It was on the way to work that morning. The temperature was near the freezing mark and I was watching carefully for potential icy spots. The cold air was flowing through the inlets to my helmet and as I crested a hill and rolled off the throttle I felt a wave of elation wash over me. I sat up straight on the seat and was completely awake and aware. The world was simplified — me, the Vespa, and the road unfolding before me. And this was not a revelation in some ethereal landscape, just on my commute to work.
I’m ready to ride and continue riding through the winter. Any misgivings or concerns have been swept away in the adaptation. Make no mistake I am aware there are challenges and risks to manage. I do not venture forth in a foolhardy manner. But I do travel with a smile on my face now despite the cold. I ride and am rewarded in spirit. And sometimes in material ways. It is still nice to curl up at the end of a cold day with Kim and have a cup of tea and a few chocolates.

Winter Vespa Riding

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Winter riding holds different meanings for different riders. For some it is the epitome of idiocy and others the cold reality of daily transportation. I’ve ridden my Vespa through several winters and have refined my own limits and sensibilities in a range of cold-weather conditions.

I’ve compiled stories and pictures posted over the past couple years for anyone interested in venturing out in the cold on two wheels. It may not be for everyone but with a few modifications to gear and riding habits you may find that you can extend your riding season. You may even find an unexpected enjoyment.

Feel free to post questions if you have them. If I can’t answer them directly someone else may or I can point you in the right direction for an answer.

Below are links to some of the more interesting posts about winter riding:

Error in Judgment
Making a questionable choice in riding home from work.

Decision Time: Snow is Falling
Struggling to decide if it is safe to ride home from work.

11 Degree Fahrenheit Commute
The routine of riding to work in really cold weather.

Just Another Ride to Work
When the weather changes unexpectedly and you need to ride home.

Watch for Ice
Adjusting mentally for cold weather challenges.

Bringing Home the Christmas Tree
A holiday tradition of bringing home the Christmas tree on the back of a Vespa GTS.

Hauling a Christmas Tree by Vespa
The first Christmas tree brought home on my Vespa LX150.

Only Idiots Ride in the Snow
Deciding what your winter riding limits should be.

Temporary Halt in Riding

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The view down the street. It’s like this every morning. Or so it seems. Frigid, icy, non-riding friendly. The road thumbing its nose at me, daring me to give it a go. I haven’t taken the bait. My Vespa sits patiently in the garage. I exaggerate when I say every morning is like this. I have managed to ride to work a few times. The cold does play tricks though and it’s already getting to me. The past few winters have been mild and much of the time the roads have been clear. Now in mid-November there’s this.

As I said it hasn’t been bad all the time these last couple weeks. One day last week it was sunny and clear and I rode to work even though the thermometer read 20 degrees Fahrenheit. Cold but perfectly reasonable riding conditions with the road dry. I stopped on the way to work to make a panorama picture near Beaver Stadium. The perspective in the picture makes it hard to accept it is the second largest stadium in the country seating just over 107 thousand people.

Since making that picture the weather has gotten more oppressive and the roads have been less than perfect. I choose my rides after a walk down the street and a quick look at the weather. For now though I’ll just have to wait for dry pavement.

Riding in the First Snow Flurries

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Winter has arrived at my doorstep I suppose. I can remember when the first snowflakes would give me a rush. Now, well, it’s different. And not just because I am riding. Biology is speaking louder and complaining about the cold. Riding down the street I could see a squall of in the distance and wondered if I would get to my office before it arrived. I stopped to make another panorama picture. If you look close you can see a few snowflakes in the air. Nothing on the ground yet but not far east had 13 inches of snow yesterday. And no salt on the road yet either.

The temperature indicator on the Vespa GTS read 35 degrees all the way to work. I went the direct route with no side trips. Four lanes of drivers that I imagine all groan at the weather. But maybe it’s just me. But once the scooter is parked in it’s space and I am walking towards my office I get a little rush thinking about riding in the cold. Nothing happy or exciting, but a flicker of accomplishment and perserverance.