Riding in Winter Breaks

It was 14° F when I started the Vespa this morning. The weather forecast promised temperatures rising into the mid-20's under sunny skies. These kinds of days always provide a break in the bad winter weather and allow a ride if you are so inclined. Roads were free of snow and ice with only an occasional patch of gravel or salt. Still cold enough for ice where springs wash across a back road or an energetic car washer allows water to run out onto a neighborhood street or road. As always, special attention to the road surface is required in sub-freezing weather.

The first destination today was to meet my daughter and her boyfriend for breakfast at the Waffle Shop. I had the best of intentions to share the hearty feast photographically with camera in tow but as the food arrived my attention went directly to the home fries and bacon and the camera remained untouched.

As much as I enjoy a hearty breakfast during a ride I'm not sure how an idea it is when it's cold outside. Gearing up for the next leg of the ride I could feel the heat heading towards my stomach to begin work on breakfast. No matter how much I am wearing I have to accept a level of chill that nears discomfort. Gratefully the sun was bright and the reflection from the snow made it easier to imagine I was warm. Ten miles down the road the temperature had raised to 20° F and things felt absolutely balmy.

Other than few errands I had nowhere to go and nothing to do but enjoy the ride. My choice today was to swing south through some of the open farmlands and long undulating roads. The Vespa seems like it's made to ride on these roads and I am never disappointed regardless of weather. If I had time today I would have made it a 200-mile day. I had to be satisfied with 40 miles for this ride. This picture was made along one of the roads that cut across the valley south of town.

Before returning home I stopped at a local store to pick up a few chocolate chip cookies to enjoy with an afternoon cup of tea. As many times as I see the cow on top of this restaurant I can't help but smile. Every town needs something to make you grin.

Photo Project Update: February 20, 2007

By pushing myself to expose a roll of film every week I am slowly beginning to get back into a photographic groove, or at least recognize one exists. When I commit to exposing film, not making good photographs, I get better. Like a musician, dancer or athlete I am practicing. I'm able to quiet the critic and editor in my head and just respond to the things I see in front of me. The same applies to looking at prints and contact sheets. When I let go of expectations I learn things. This lesson for me this week arrived in the form of the portrait of my dog Essa.

Low light required a slow shutter speed and large aperture setting resulting in a very shallow depth of field. This isn't rocket science. What was intriguing to me as I looked at the photograph is how preconditioned I have become to having everything sharp and in focus from foreground to background. It is an automatic response most likely honed from years of working with a large format camera shooting landscapes. It is so ingrained in my camera thinking that I am blind to other possibilities. These laws I build for myself cut me off from freely exploring with the camera. So I have something to work on. That's the way it is when I work. Questions come up. Maybe about a place or subject, or maybe about how I think about things. And I use the camera to explore for answers.


The cold and snowy weather kept me close to home and largely off the road with the Vespa. I did manage to ride one day and expose three frames during the ride. The three frames along the bottom of the above contact sheet were all made during a ride that also took me to our local Vespa dealer where I purchased a Vespa mug and black T-shirt. I'm anxious for the roads to clear a bit so I can ride more. I'm hauling the Mamiya 7 in the MotoFIZZ back that's strapped to the rear rack. I wrap the camera in a lens wrap hoping to keep any vibration to a minimum. I don't want to subject the camera to the vibration and heat that surely would be present under the seat. If anyone has had any experience hauling camera equipment around I would be curious to know if vibration has been an issue.



Everything else was shot during walks with the dog and in places I would probably not be riding the scooter. One in particular required crawling under some electrified barb wire.

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A Few Words About Safety

It’s snowing outside again. Not hard but enough to influence a decision to stay off the road. I had my riding pants on before deciding to keep the Vespa in the garage. The roads are wet, mostly free of snow, and with temperatures in the high 20’s a ride is not out of the question.

I received a note from a fellow rider this week that described my riding and writing as revealing “the beauty that dwells in the middle”. He went on to explain this as a marked contrast to the media culture that pushes extremes. I smiled when I saw an advertisement on the online version of the New York Times announcing the coming episodes of National Geographic’s Planet Carnivore. I don’t live there.

Before moving on to safety I confess to a wonderful comfort in the middle. I am not an adventurer, warrior, or adrenaline seeker. I look at and think about the world in front of me and wherever I find myself it is enough. There are more discoveries still waiting for me in my backyard. As a photographer I find connection and direction in the work of Czech photographer Josef Sudek and his ability to find beauty right in front of him.

As a rider I am still learning. I don’t expect to stop until time or circumstance prevents me from continuing. Living in the middle as a rider means thinking about safety and carefully considering what that means to me and what risks I am willing to take. I don’t confuse living safely with managing riding risk. If I wanted to live safely I would not ride. It’s here that things can get sticky for some would be riders that want to live safely, carefully, and want to believe that accidents will never happen if they follow steps a, b, c….

The notion that accidents should not happen if everyone follows the rules may be how someone justifies a legal action for an accident. Unmet expectations on the road might lead to anger and rage when others don’t perform as they should. This angry energy gives rise to more and more unsafe drivers and highways. And it leaves me with more difficult questions related to managing risk. What can I do?

Safety breaks down into four areas for me:

1. State of mind
2. My physical condition
3. Mechanical readiness of the scooter
4. My skill and experience in making and executing decisions

Each of these can respond to work and energy that I put into them. None fall into the Act-of-God area. All benefit from practice and attention and will make my ride safer. And I know they make me a better man. When I look at this short list and ask myself if I applied it to driving before I became a rider the answer is no. Riding safely, managing risk, and riding “in the middle” works together like magic to sweep away the curtain that make it difficult to appreciate the quiet places and moments in front of me.

The snow has continued to fall while I have typed this post. The house is quiet save for Kim turning pages in a magazine and I am living in the middle. I’m grateful that riding has made it much easier to accept and appreciate the life I have.


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Latest Ride


I managed to get out this past Monday for a last ride before the snow started to come down yesterday. I planned to do a non-stop 60 mile run to test the effective duration of my non-electric riding gear but the temperatures soared to 29° F and I already knew it would be fine at that temperature all day long at 55 MPH. I want to try it around 15° F though.

The reality of my riding is slow with many stops to take pictures. I almost never ride continuously. I am always stopping to take pictures or look around so it is hard to know how good my gear would be for a long-range commuter.

Until the temperatures drop I will continue to ride through this area to get a better feel for the GTS and slowly work my way through the 600-mile break in period. The sun was out and it was a relaxed ride.


I did manage to get the scooter stuck in the snow at one point trying to run down an unplowed farm lane. I felt kind of stupid for a second thinking I would not be able to get it out. Kicking snow and pushing instead of riding did the trick!

Farms are Cool

Pushing the pen across paper while my dog noisily gnaws on a large Milkbone makes it really difficult to attend to my writing. Farms are cool places to look at and the surrounding landscapes are my favorite photographic subjects. Mountains, old growth Pacific forests, Yosemite, the ocean----they are all beautiful. But I am disconnected from them because I live here. Photographing those traditionally beautiful places leaves me with postcard images. I never have time to get close enough to see past that pretty veneer. And it would take months, maybe years.

On the ride home from work my instrument panel showed 23° F. With the sky clear and the sun bright as it headed for the horizon it was warm enough for a detour through the landscape I love to look at. Almost immediately after leaving the main road I came upon Meyers Dairy Farm. Those red barns just glow in strong sunlight. The remainder of the ride home was a slow puttering event that allowed me to be a tourist again in my own neighborhood. I didn't have the big camera with me but plan to haul it out this morning.


Arriving home I decided to do something about the salt and grime that has been collecting on the Vespa for the past two weeks. With a sponge and bucket of really hot water I was able to remove a lot of it. Perhaps today I will do a bit more.

A few have inquired about my non-electric solution to staying warm---especially my hands. I wear expedition grade Black Diamond Mittens with a pair of thin polypropylene gloves underneath them.


I added the gloves because I needed to slow down the chilling of my hands when I stop to take pictures. The metal body of the small Canon S50 digital camera is like holding a small block of ice. The thin gloves slow down the numbing effect on my hands. If I fiddle too long with the camera I will warm my hands on the headlight before slipping them back inside the mittens. Once my hands are really cold it is difficult to bring them back without returning to a heated area.

After a bowl of cereal I'm going to head out on a photo ride. No idea where I'm going or for how long. Most likely my hands will dictate course and duration. It's 14° F right now with a promise of higher temperatures this afternoon. After a check of oil levels, air pressures, lights and things I'll be off.

Cold Commute

Nine degrees for the ride to work yesterday morning. A number of people at work commented on how cold I must have felt but the truth is I was overdressed and should not have worn a long underwear top. That item rode under the seat on the way home, considerably warmer at 18° F but then I did take the freeway home for a 70 MPH spin.

Riding again I realize that the cold is more a mental than physical challenge. Looking outside after I get up, checking the temperatures, the resistance I feel is related less to the data in front of me and more to my desire to still be in bed. The actual ride to work has no bite of cold, no numb hands, nothing like that. What it does have is the exhilaration of riding found anytime of year. And the bracing air I feel when I crack open my visor at a stop sign or traffic light just reminds me how great it is to be able to do this.

The thermometer shows 12° F for this morning's ride. Saturday looks to be the same with temperatures rising to 25° F by afternoon so I may try a longer ride on the GTS.

Photo Project Update: February 7, 2007

The weather has not been the best for riding. Any plans for photographing the wanderings by Vespa will have to wait until the frigid temperatures rise and snow and ice clear from the road surfaces. Adhering to my modest plan to shoot a roll of film each week I managed to carry the camera along during walks with the dog. I remember not so long ago when I had a camera with me always. Making photographs was second nature. Recapturing that habit is difficult. My brain resists the discipline of shooting and instead spends its time generating reasons to postpone or short-circuit any photographic activity.

I'm not seeing much now and that's ok. I made this photograph of my dog as she inspected an old farm building. The more I shoot the easier it will become to engage the process and the more times I trip the shutter the more I will see. It is a simple idea and I have seen it work over and over again. Photography by the pound.


The forecast calls for partly cloudy skies with temperatures rising to 20° F in the afternoon. I may brave the 5° F temperature in the morning to commute to work. And maybe I will take the camera with me. I need to get into the riding habit again. The snow has made me lazy and diminished my energy to ride and photograph.

A Search in the Cold

Opening the online version of the local newspaper this morning revealed 10° F. Hardly the riding weather of choice. I decided to take the dog for a walk instead. Didn't take long to confirm the paper's temperature indication especially since they neglected to mention the wind. During the walk a young dog appeared and followed us along hoping to get Essa to play. Noticing his lack of identification or license reminded me that my own dog was illegal.

By the time we got home the sun was bright in a clear blue sky and my dog needed a license. The temperature has risen to 15° F. After a moment of mental wrestling and q quick examination of the road I decided the Vespa was ready for a trip to the hardware store for a license.

Rolling through the unshovelled driveway (the has to melt that snow soon) I thumbed the starter and the GTS came to life unaware of the near zero temperature it has slept through last night. The air temperature readout on the instrument cluster flashed 18° F. I moved out onto the road with feet down to test the surface. Some icy patches but generally clear. I would have to monitor the road surface carefully and adjust carefully. A few miles from home I realized my usual dog license supplier had gone out of business and I would have to ride farther to get one. The well-traveled roads were generally clear with only scattered snow or ice mostly where wind would continue to deposit new coatings. As long as I was upright and traveling in a straight line I was fine but curves, especially blind curves, had to be handled more slowly than normal and in several instances taking them so slowly that the scooter didn't lean.

A long loop south of town took me through open farmland where the wind blew steadily. The scooter handled the wind and road surface challenges well and my comfort level is growing with each ride. I stopped at a local pet supply store for the dog license only to be told they were sold out. From there to another place that didn't carry them but offered directions to a place ten miles away that surely would have a dog license. Rather than ride the back roads I thought it would be a good time to try the new Vespa on Interstate 99. I stopped at the ramp to view the road surface and it was clear and dry, at least what I could see. Still in the break-in period I had no trouble maintaining an indicated 70 MPH, well under the Piaggio admonishment to keep the scooter under 80 percent capacity for extended periods. I did twist the throttle once to bring the GTS to an indicated 80 MPH for a few moments with throttle left. The Vespa is surprisingly smooth and stable at that speed even with a crosswind. I was extremely pleased in the performance of my First Gear Kilimanjaro IV Jacket and Black Diamond Mittens. Running along at 70 MPH in 18° F air I was warm and toasty until I returned home after almost two hours on the road. And I was reminded once again how much I enjoy riding in cold weather.

I'm sure I made the right decision to move up to the bigger Vespa. The increased power and weight will expand the things I can do on the road. I never did find a dog license though. The last stop at Tractor Supply Company was a bust. So I suppose I will have to ride farther to make my dog an upstanding member of the community.

No Riding, No Writing

My dog enjoys the snow. She'll happily lie outside until she's covered in snow. I'm coming up empty though. Neither motivation nor content for any new posts. Other than this picture I made last Sunday during a snow squall I have not been riding.


My Ford Ranger faithfully transports me to work. The Vespa sits in the garage because snow on the ground, snow in the air, the threat of snow, and temperatures in the teens and single digits conspire in my head. A quick check of the weather report this morning shows 16° F and snow for the next five days doesn't have me pulling on riding gear. While I might have ridden the old scooter on one of these days I don't trust myself yet with the GTS. And come to think about it I don't want to ride in snow or when there is the threat of snow. So where does that leave me?


I've never been good or overly interested in scouring the Web for interesting material to post here. If I stumble across something I will share it but I would rather ride and write about riding. My riding. It's unique to me and to you if you're interested.

The ride on Sunday followed a short nearly snowless ride on Saturday. Sunday found snow in the air and for a while snow everywhere on the road. It didn't take long for things to melt leaving just a beautiful landscape to ride through.


I tested the GTS as best I could in the snowy areas and it seemed to perform OK. I am comfortable that if I were caught in the snow I could slowly and carefully negotiate my way to safety. But I would not want to routinely venture out knowing there would be snow.



So that's where I am, waiting like many of you for the weather to improve. Right now if the roads are dry and the temperature is above 15° F I will ride to work. If the temperature rises above 20° F I will consider a trip. For the past few weeks I've been looking for clear pavement. No end in sight for snow free forecasts and even though on many days we don't get the snow I don't want to chance it. I'm beginning to think the bigger scooter has robbed me of something...