Quiet Riding on a Vespa Scooter

Among other reasons, I ride to relax.  On the quiet rural roads near my home, I can pilot the scooter along and breathe in the landscape — through my eyes, ears and nose.  The sensory tapestry created as the Vespa rolls along is rich and seductive.  On this morning I only planned a short ride; too much tennis ball play with the dogs had me on the road later than normal.  An early afternoon engagement meant a short ride.

There’s something about the Vespa scooter that brings childish behaviors to the surface.  On the empty roads I find myself weaving the scooter back and forth like a bird swooping over a field.  The Vespa moves effortlessly, to and fro, in a hedonistic ritual I practice more than I like to admit.Continue Reading