Today many people, yes even middle aged conservative Christian white guys, are stepping through two-wheelers for one reason or another. Maybe fun, maybe practicality, maybe $3.50/gallon gas. For me, it might just be in my blood. I grew up riding everything from a 2-1/2 hp Lil’ Indian minibike, to a Solex Moped, to various, mostly sport touring, motorcycles. I’ve logged hundreds of thousands of miles on real motorcycles and even tens of thousands of miles on pedal variety two wheelers. But, with real life setting in, those motorcycling days soon faded into the distant past. I became a used to ride guy.
Last spring my wife suggested that she get a fun little scooter to ride around. I was all for her having fun, but when she suggested I get a scooter also, my thoughts were of embarrassment, not fun. So we bought her a nice little silver scooter and you have never seen a perma-grin until you’ve seen the one on my wife’s face while she is riding. I didn’t get a scooter. However, I did have to swallow my pride a few times and ride her scooter over to the high school so she could do some parking lot riding practice.
It was while making these rides, that some peculiar things happened. First, I found that 2 wheels are fun even without a clutch nor anything resembling horsepower. The second, and more peculiar thing came one day when a Harley rider gave me the courtesy wave as we approached each other. I thought what the heck, and waved back. But as he got close, he realized that he was waving to a scooter ; so he quickly pulled his wave and looked down as we passed. The irony hit me like a brick; I was on a scooter having fun while he was riding a Harley, a real motorcycle, and feeling embarrassed. A few days later I ordered my own red sporty Roketa Fiji 150 scooter from Urbano Moto.
As weather allows, I scooter for fun and often commute to work. My wife still scooters just for the grin. Our kids are still too small to reach the pegs, so as babysitting allows, we scooter together for fun.