The weather warmed over the weekend providing an opportunity to wash the scooter. Usually this can wait until spring but for some reason the Vespa was already caked with dirt, mud, salt and other roadway ugliness, so much that I just couldn't stand it. So off to the local Redline Speed Shine facility to make a lot of that go away.
Once clean I couldn't resist a little ride despite the rain. By the time I got home another sheen of grime was starting to build. Can't say I wasn't a little excited -- felt like one of those intrepid BMW Adventurers with a dirty bike.
Seriously though I have to confess a profound disrespect for machines. Or so it seems as indicated by my pathological disinterest in maintenance of the cosmetic or investment protecting sort. I squirm a bit when I think of all the cars and devices that went to early graves because I didn't attend to them the way I know others do.
Next time I'm at WalMart I'll look at the cloth diapers and see if it motivates me to rub and shine the Vespa in the manner I know a few others do...