Wednesday, September 25, 2013
Learning to Ride, Choosing to Eat — The Unionville Cafe
My youngest daughter recently acquired her motorcycle license and the rights and privileges attendant to it — like having to invest in the global petrochemical cartel. Her Yamaha Vino sips fuel but the tank eventually wants more.
On the bright side, Aleta is experiencing the freedom a scooter can offer. And the food.
Aleta joined Paul Ruby and I on a Saturday morning ritual — riding and eating. Part of the lesson is becoming comfortable on the road whether by yourself, with a big motorcycle, or with other riders. In this case Paul and I were probably the biggest challenge for her.
For a beginning rider one can't ask for more than what's available here. Light traffic, reasonable road surfaces, and plenty of twists and turns to practice what you learn in and MSF course.
I suspect Aleta will attain character status on Scooter in the Sticks if she continues to ride. I'll have to think about a name. Flash doesn't seem quite right. Neither does Twisty. I suppose Aleta will suffice for now.
Upon arrival in Unionville, Pennsylvania — a 20 mile jaunt from home; just enough time to feel like you had a ride, eat, and get home to take on a day of chores. Pretty good deal in my mind.
Paul and I have eaten breakfast here a few times but it was the first for Aleta. Once she gets the hang of things I expect she'll be choosing the routes and eateries. There are a lot of vegetarian cookbooks in her house.
Fearful about the future of my bacon and eggs lifestyle...