Lots of years and smiles traveled on this scoot
Part of it was simply the joy of a beautiful morning at 40mph. And part of it was the mirth of a vintage scooter.
Life is more fun on a scooter! (Find it here.)
People embrace vintage scooters in a way that they seldom embrace other forms of transportation that get noticed. People wave, smile, and ask friendly questions. The old bike doesn't carry connotations of entitled wealth, hooliganism (or wanting to be viewed as a hooligan), or an attempt at compensating for undersized appendages. Young men (not on a Harley) often yell, "Get a Harley," but that's about the biggest form of negativity we face. And it's not like a bicycle where drivers often resent your intrusion into their domain.
Find it here
Riding an old scooter around can be extremely enjoyable! But if you are like me, there's a big elephant in the room (or on the scooter). It's that gasoline and emissions thing. Old scooters may get great mileage, but they are very messy in the way they go about it. It's definitely not the vehicle for a Mesquite Hugger who wants to save the world. I ride mine very little and do not feel good about it when I do.
But I sure miss all of the good stuff that comes with riding one. Most of middle-aged life feels like obligation, busy-ness, and fixing things that break. It would sure be nice to scoot and smile guilt-free from one obligation to another. (Sigh)
I will get there one day. Until then, I keep my eyes open and do a lot of dreaming. I dream of building my own. (The Silver Pigeon twins). I dream of buying a new retro-vintage scooter.
Or picking something up that's cheap and readily available.
Do you think this electric scooter would make my butt look fat?
Do you think I could pull off this look?
And then there's this guy who really did build a green Vespa. Hmm...
How about you? What green transportation are you jonesing for?
May you find it, and may the having be better (for all of us) than the jonesing.