Saturday, November 30, 2013

Dreaming


The entire morning was focused on dreaming.  Or more precisely on ideas and paths not considered or taken, of flights of fancy and journeys of partnership that might be explored.  The morning ride had me thinking about what to write in Kim's birthday card.




Another cold morning though sunshine took the edge off making the snow and cold seem little more than a picturesque landscape in which to explore.  A week off work provided ample opportunity to acquire a taste for the cold and grow relaxed with the winter riding ritual. 

Seven days ago the thought of riding through a frozen cornfield would seem a technical stretch. Today it seemed almost normal.  So normal that thoughts of birthdays and dreams came easy.



Before the Vespa, Kim and I explored these mountains on foot with cameras and notebooks.  And before that fall and winter backpacking.  Now, as the Vespa slowly prowls along small paths and roads puzzle over what's next here for Kim and I; how will our lives unfold.

The morning had a postcard quality to it with blue sky draped with white clouds over a mix of snow and ice.  Riding was a joy.



Joy might give the wrong impression.  While the main roads were clear it didn't take long to find snow and ice still lingering on secondary roads.  Caution was in order.  



Coming across a local Christmas tree farm moved thinking from birthday to another season. Christmas will be here in less than a month.  Time is flying.

The ride at times felt like a dream, a scene from Lord of the Rings with familiar places transformed into new ones.



Riding this time of year when the temperature drops below freezing it's important to anticipate problems.  This snow covered road exits from a clear dry road.  On warm days I would enter this road at 40mph.  Knowing it might now be dry I crawled on at 10.  Good thing too because at a higher speed I would have lost control.  In cold weather you can never ride faster than what you can see.

Never.



The message of this picture:  I have little traffic to content with as I navigate the snow and ice.  And there was a lot of ice hidden beneath the light dusting of snow.



A view from Schlow Library towards the Vespa.  By the time I sat down at a table by the window my thoughts were complete and I wrote something to Kim -- a fine morning, a fine ride, and a fine day.

It's been like a dream...

Friday, November 29, 2013

Vespa Ice Racing and the Power of Studded Tires



With a lot of discussion lately focused on snow and riding I took a look around YouTube and found a short film that explores some of the possibilities of riding on snow and ice.  The first look at a winter equipped Vespa takes place at 2:09. Take a look at some of the scooters racing around the track in Germany -- Those aggressive studs make it possible to really lean into a turn!

The video was produced by the S.I.P. Scooter Shop in Germany.


Thursday, November 28, 2013

Alone on the Road


Thinking about the things that make winter riding so attractive -- so few vehicles on the road.  Stir in Thanksgiving Day and I'm all alone.



Didn't think I would find much traffic on Thanksgiving morning.  With most people already at their destinations and the rest staying warm inside I had the neighborhood to myself.  Mostly.

Cold can be deceptive.  With the sun out it "seemed" to not be so bad but just a few moments with the gloves off left my hands hurting.  A little wind combined with 23F did its work.




State College, Pennsylvania is dead on Thanksgiving morning.  Penn State is closed and everyone is somewhere else.  Would have parked the Vespa in the middle of the crosswalk for a picture except my luck would have the only police car on patrol roll up as I was lining up the shot.

Reminded me of Abbey Road.




Allen Street, the hub of downtown State College was empty.  Reminded me of holidays of my youth when everything, everywhere closed.  God help the person in need of food or fuel.

The road this morning led out of town to Cracker Barrel where I would meet a friend for Thanksgiving breakfast.  His idea.  Last night I suggested Denny's.  Nothing with a more local flavor was open.



The parking lot at Cracker Barrel appeared to border on the tundra.  Perhaps because I parked beyond the cars to gain this view.  Everything isn't always as it appears.




Breakfast was ok.  The company much better.  Always nice to get together with friends.  Cracker Barrel had a big fire burning in a huge fireplace.  I could easily have lay down in front of it and gone to sleep.  I'm that kind of guy.



At home, with no fireplace in sight, a hug with Junior would have to suffice.  Kim caught the action.

As much as I like to ride, it's good, no, it's great to be home.

Thanksgiving Wishes


Walking with the dog through the neighborhood today, watching his simple pleasure being alive and running on the earth, made me think about gratitude and thanks for the simple things in life. Henry David Thoreau offered one perspective of  thanksgiving that I'd like to share with readers of Scooter in the Sticks...

I am grateful for what I am and have. My thanksgiving is perpetual. It is surprising how contented one can be with nothing definite - only a sense of existence. Well, anything for variety. I am ready to try this for the next ten thousand years, and exhaust it. How sweet to think of! my extremities well charred, and my intellectual part too, so that there is no danger of worm or rot for a long while. My breath is sweet to me. O how I laugh when I think of my vague indefinite riches. No run on my bank can drain it, for my wealth is not possession but enjoyment.” ― Henry David Thoreau

All the best to you and yours for a fine Thanksgiving Day.

Steve Williams

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

My Snow Riding Checklist



Riding in winter, especially in the snow, generates the most interest and traffic on Scooter in the Sticks.  I'm uncertain if that's true because it's like watching an accident, or people are searching for reasons to try it themselves, or something more or less profound.  Regardless, this activity that I find so satisfying resonates.  With that resonation in mind I thought I would share the mental checklist I go through before venturing out into the snow.  I made all these pictures this morning and started gathering my checklist thoughts on the road.

There was snow on the ground when I got up this morning with more on the way until changing to sleet and freezing rain.  That transition was many hours away.  When I made the above photo I had already made the decision to ride.  Shoveling snow and cleaning the cars could wait until later.  A rider has to have their priorities straight.



Winter riding, for me, is considered on three distinct levels: mental, physical, and technical.  The mental aspects of winter riding, and especially riding if there's snow, are focused on risk, acceptance, and patience.

The risk of an accident and bodily harm are greater in the winter.  People aren't looking for motorcycles and scooters.  Traction is reduced.  Snow, ice, sleet, cold temperatures all conspire to turn a miscalculation into a disaster. Anyone who asks me about riding in winter will be my elevator speech about risk.  I simply suggest they think about a crash, an injury, or death as a possible outcome.  This same thing applies in warm weather but a lot of riders sort of gloss over the risk.  In winter the risk is greater (I don't know how much) and I ask myself how important is riding.  For me, riding is a quality of life issue.  It's not recreation or play that could easily be replaced by racketball or golf.  It is important enough to me that I accept the risk.  If you plan to head out in the snow you need to carefully consider how important it is to you.

Acceptance means letting go of your riding habits.  In snow you simply have to ride differently.  Snow means a rider must constantly scan the road surface and travel at a speed that will allow a stop in a very short distance.  This means riding slow.  A curve managed normally at 35mph may have to be negotiated at 15mph.  Or slower.  Some riders just can't do this.  If you can't ride slow for many miles then leave the bike or scooter at home.



Acceptance also means having to yield to traffic.  Constantly.  When the road surface is snow covered and you're moving along at a very slow speed it can mean moving to the side of the road for each and every vehicle approaching from the rear, waiting at intersections and traffic lights until there is a stretch of empty road to gain another 200 yards of distance before pulling over again.  A 20 minute journey on dry roads can turn into a 2 hour adventure in snow because of the defensive posture you may have to apply.  If you don't have that kind of acceptance in you, leave the bike at home.



The physical part of the ride relates to the body and the environment.  There are few things for me more miserable than being cold.  With this knowledge I sometimes wonder why I spend more time on the road in cold weather than warm.  Having the right gear to stay warm and dry is imperative.  Don't have that covered -- then leave the motorcycle or scooter at home.

Environmentally checking the temperature and weather forecast comes first.  Threats of heavy snow, sleet or freezing rain inform a go/kill decision.  This morning indicated 29F, snow showers turning to sleet and freezing rain in the afternoon.  For me that gave a green light to move to the next step.

I spend considerable time evaluating the environment before making a decision to ride.  I'll walk the road in front of the house testing my boots on the pavement to gauge slickness.  After a lot of experience I can tell from that first test if I can manage on two wheels.  This morning I determined the road surface in front of the house was easily managed and not much worse than wet roads.  Slush with a few snowy patches.  But conditions can quickly change down the road.



Two miles from the house the road was completely snow covered and almost packed.  Because the temperature was close to the freezing mark the snow left enough give so that the Heidenau SnowTex tires had some bite.  Some.  On this stretch of road I would travel at 15mph.  Slower on turns.  Bicycle speeds.



Another physical aspect to address is the scooter or motorcycle.  Each rider has to make an honest appraisal of their ability to manage weight and mass.  I am comfortable with the 320 pound Vespa but would not want to deal with anything much bigger.  Or taller.  And don't forget the pounding a scooter or motorcycle will take from salt and grime.



Being able to flatfoot easily when necessary or push the scooter through snow when it gets stuck is important.  I read about riders moving through snow on Harleys and Goldwings but that's not for me.  Too often I have managed slides on the scooter that would be impossible on anything bigger.

And each rider will have to assess traffic.  In the sticks I have the luxury of reasonably light traffic in most cases.  For some suburban and urban riders the reality of traffic may absolutely preclude riding in snow.  I still am amazed at how some riders negotiate big city traffic in winter.  Gary Charpentier, author of Rush Hour Rambling, being one of many notable winter riders.



The last thing I consider is my riding skill and experience.  The only times I've ever been tested on skills was on dry pavement in warm weather.  Most of those skills have little bearing on snow and ice.  The skills I deem important in winter are a sharp eye for road surface hazards, an ability to manage speed for conditions constantly and quickly, and being able to develop risk management solutions to navigate the journey.

In the MSF course they taught me to look far ahead on the road and evaluate hazards -- mainly the course of the road and other vehicles.  In snow it doesn't work that way.  You manage the road in front of you and adjust speed accordingly to deal with what you see.  I can recall more than one instance of moving along a dry road and suddenly come upon a completely ice covered roadway. If I had not been managing for that I would have surely gone down.




Developing plans on how to get from point A to point B is an art.  Part of it is knowing all the various routes available and what the traffic patterns and density might be.  More than once I have had to put together some circuitous routes to get home from work.  Or look for creative solutions to navigate a particularly steep and dangerous snow covered road.  That kind of action has little resemblance to what most consider riding.


Another skill that comes in hand is sensitive braking.  While riding up this snowy road I took the opportunity to play around with the front and rear brakes.  The verdict remains the same.  Don't touch the front.  Learn to modulate the rear.  Learn to slide.  Learn the limits for brake, traction and speed.  I'm certain there must be an equation.



Well, those are the thoughts I had today, and this evening while looking at the pictures, related to riding in the snow.  I don't recommend this to anyone and there is ample argument in the motorcycle riding literature to avoid snow and for good reason.  All I can say is be honest about your reasons, your abilities, temperament and limits.  As I started up this hill which is much steeper than it looks I stopped to consider what I was getting into.  I figured I might be able to get to the top but since it was a snow covered dirt path I didn't really know what the surface would be like.  And I could already feel the drive wheel break free on a minor incline.  Coming down could be problematic and I didn't want to drop the scooter on who knows what.

So I figured this was my limit.  Besides, a warm house was waiting.

My final advice?  Stay home when it snows.  Why do I do this?  I'm not sure but it is important for some reason.  If I figure out an answer I'll let you know...

Monday, November 25, 2013

Basking in the Warmth of Electric Gloves


My Gerbing G3 Electric Gloves -- all nice and warm again after replacing the lead wire from the battery.  Simple repair. Disconnect the two leads from the battery, clip the cable ties holding the cable that runs back to the engine compartment and up under the seat where I connect the gloves.  Pull the bad cable, thread the new one into place, connect the leads to the battery and I was ready to venture into the cold night for a test ride.

I love test rides.



The temperature was 31F when I left the house.  Adequate for evaluating the performance of the gloves and making sure I didn't introduce any new electrical problems.  Gerbing says these gloves will heat to 135F when the outside ambient temperature is 32F.  I know this because my Aleta got a pair of G3 gloves today for riding her Yamaha Vino and I read the specs.

That sounds impressive until you factor in the wind hitting them while riding.  At 45mph 31F feels like 13 degrees.  It follows that the glove's heating temperature would decline as well.

Regardless, riding through town and looping around the valley my hands were plenty warm.



I do love riding at night.  Found myself thinking ahead to a moonlit night over a snow covered landscape.  It's so bright that you hardly need a headlight.  But I'm getting ahead of things.  Snow isn't suppose to arrive until tomorrow.

So one more thing to cross off my to do list.  I can ride without too much concern about keeping warm now, at least not until the temperature hits single digits.  Then my feel become an issue.

It's always something.

Sunday, November 24, 2013

Holy Shit It's Cold


19F this morning for my ride into State College, Pennsylvania to meet my friends Paul and Gordon at Saint's Cafe to talk about photography, life and whatever else emerges.  Sunshine helps mitigate the cold -- probably more a state of mind than any actual change in temperature.

I wasn't excited to ride this morning when I crawled out of bed but kept moving in that direction until I finally plugged in my Gerbing electric gloves, flicked the power switch, and headed down the road. Electric gloves are nice!



Electric gloves are nice until they quit working.  About four miles into my ride I noticed the warm, toasty feeling depart and a cold, numb feeling creep into my fingertips.  Looking at the power switch I saw the light was out -- no more juice.  I already knew the problem -- corrosion on the connector.  I'd been tinkering with it for awhile rather than just swap it out with a new one and led me to this conclusion: "Holy shit it's cold".

When the temperature drops below 30F I need those electric gloves if I don't want to engage in periodic huddles around the headlight or muffler.  Paul gave me a new lead and connector and tomorrow I'll install and be back in business.



Hot tea and a bagel did much to soothe aching cold hands but my riding spirit was already in good shape.  There's just something about riding in the cold that yields unexpected dividends for me...

Saturday, November 23, 2013

The Vespa is Ready for Winter Riding


Braving the cold in an unheated garage, tools strewn across the concrete floor, the scooter is now ready for winter.  Tires, oil, antifreeze, all changed and checked.  Surveying the mess I am reminded of how disorganized I can be.  I'll never have one of those workshops that appear in The Garage Journal.



A quick ride to make sure the wheels don't fall off and the oil stays in the engine.  The Heidenau K66 SnowTex tire's aggressive tread pattern and extra sticky grip provide a little more security on cold, wet and snowy roads. They feel weird at first, like riding on big balloons.  That feeling quickly disappears.

The weather forecast calls for 19F in the morning with snow showers.  I'll look in the mirror tomorrow morning and ask that guy if he wants to ride.

Top 12 Search Phrases Bringing People to This Blog

I saw a post over at Fuzzygalore.com that I found intriguing — what search terms bring people to a blog.  Hers were definitely different than mine.  For Friday, November 22, here's what people came looking for:

1. Sons of Anarchy

Really?  The number one reason are coming to my Vespa riding blog is to find my stupid post about Sons of Anarchy?

2.  Scooter in the Sticks

Duh.  I should remind people that my wife Kim is responsible for the name "Scooter in the Sticks".  She's a peach.

3.  Alaska/Motorcycles/Photography Blogs

Ummm, what the hell?

4.   BMW K1600

I guess people liked the review of the K1600GTL I did for Kissell Motorsports.  I'm almost half way through the top ten list and nothing about a Vespa.

5.  Ducati Hypermotard 1100 beginner

I forgot, I'm a Ducati expert.  That's why this one is there.

6.  Pictures of Faith Equation

This one sent me to Google and eventually I figured out how it got someone to Scooter in the Sticks in an image search.  One of my photos showed up next to a graphic titled "God is bigger than your worries."

7.  RIDING SCOOTERS IN THE WINTER

Now we're in serious territory.  So serious that the searcher had to use all caps.

8.  Riding vespa around the world

Remember, all references to this phrase on Scooter in the Sticks included the additional terms "Not going to happen".

9.  Texas Tech Mechanic

Huh? Couldn't figure this one out.  I assume it was a Google search hiccup caused by a momentary failed integration with one of the NSA's applications.

10.  Trip in BMW R100R

I wouldn't want to ride in a BMW R100R.  On it maybe.  Did ride an R100 GS.  It was seductive.

11. Triumph Scrambler

I still want one of these.  Perhaps my favorite motorcycle.  One of the Hammarhead Jack Pine versions would be nice for any of you with loads of extra cash looking to give a really cool Christmas present.

12.  Vespa Riding in the Winter

This one makes sense.  There's a lot of information and experiences in this area.

And there you have it, a brief glimpse of the reasons why visitors come to Scooter in the Sticks...

Friday, November 22, 2013

Cold Weather Riding: Getting Your Head Into the Game


As the temperature continues to drop and the weather becomes a bigger concern for a rider.  A cold, wet morning on the way to work when I saw an intrepid commuter.  Riding in this situation is more than just enduring the cold, it's wrapping your head around a new way of riding.  One focused on managing a new exposure to risks.

I just put the snow tires on the Vespa and will change the oil, check the antifreeze, and generally get the machine ready for winter in the morning.  My body is ready for another season of cold weather riding.  Now I just need to get my head in the game...

Thursday, November 14, 2013

Ride More and Aerostich


Aerostich is responsible for this ride.  Seriously, had I not looked through their catalog last night and read "The World's Coolest Ride" by Mr. Subjective, I would not have chosen the cold this morning. It's nice to have a reminder to ride when the weather conspires against instinct.

At 29F my hands get cold fast when the gloves come off to make a picture.  But it's worth it to stand in the flow of sunlight.



The Aerostich story says we humans are natural risk managers and improve with success.  I know there's more risk when the temperature drops below the freezing point.  Idiots about dumping coffee and other liquids from their vehicles onto the road.  And natural springs contribute to the possibilities.  Managing these and other obstacles bring focus to life.

Besides, it's great to see the sunrise in the open.



Like all rides of late food is involved.  This morning I met my friend Howard for breakfast at the Naked Egg Cafe in Pine Grove Mills, Pennsylvania.  Warm inside and cold out.  Nice to beat the rush.  Breakfast was, as usual, stellar.



Not sure what Howard ordered, some kind of Southwest breakfast, but it sure was pretty.  I opted for my usual bacon, eggs, and this morning the absolute best tater tots I've had the opportunity to eat.

Aerostich offers hints on how to ride more and sells a T-shirt by the same name.  I've been looking at those hints and have the desire for a Roadcrafter suit in my head again.  Would make things much easier to deal with when it's cold.  Dressing for cold rides takes time right now.

Warmer tomorrow -- 32F at sunrise.  Balmy.

Ride More.  That's my motto at the moment.

Sunday, November 10, 2013

View Through My Visor


Seeing is an intoxication.  Over 40 years as a photographer has not dulled the desire to look, observe, watch.  Riding a scooter or motorcycle has been useful tool in extending that habit, or more likely, obsession.

The ride to and from work continues to provide opportunities to practice with the camera and the eye.  The image above was made on the way home from work, a hilltop I've seen a thousand times and still there is something new.  A different hue, tone, or glow of light.  The Vespa makes it possible to stop and make a picture.



Mount Nittany glows like Ayers Rock.  The last few minutes of light as the sun touches the horizon, the odd afterglow as it descends --- it's never the same.  Riding home, winding along the gravel paths used by vehicles attending Penn State football games, there are often views I've not felt before.  The Vespa on the center stand, a quick removal of the Canon G15 from under the seat, and then I'm gone.



The house that Joe Paterno built -- Beaver Stadium as it appeared on my way to work.  While waiting at a traffic light I pushed the scooter to the side of the road to make this image.  A few seconds of my time and off again.

Just a few of the views through my visor....


Friday, November 08, 2013

Help When You Break Down


What began as a short ride to take care of a few errands and then head to our local polling place to vote for township supervisor ended with the Vespa GTS rattling around in the back of a big blue truck.  Reflecting on the events of that evening I can say two things for sure -- one, it's nice to have friends with a truck, and two, ModernVespa.com is the best resource for all things related to modern Vespa scooters anywhere in the solar system.




The ride started innocently enough with a simple plan to ride across the valley to the asian market to stock up on ginger tea.  The evening sky glowed as I rode across the Penn State campus where I stopped to make a few pictures of Beaver Stadium, home of the Nittany Lions football team.

When I was an undergraduate student in the early 1970s the stadium was much smaller and was a multiple use facility.  Commencement took place in the stadium along with track and field meets and other events.  Today it's all football, all the time.



The Canon G15 does a good job in low light. Reasonable image quality and noise control in the chip coupled with a fast, F1.8 lens gets the job done.


I do love riding at night.



One last stop at the pharmacy to pick up a prescription turned into the last stop of the night for the Vespa.  The engine turned over once and that was it.  Pulled the pet carrier to do a quick check of the sparkplug wire and immediately saw the problem.




A connector melted and shorted out the engine's electrical system.  I'd seen pictures of this problem again on ModernVespa.com so I pulled out my iPhone, posted to the forum, and a few minutes later I had the information I needed.  It was not a roadside repair.  Called my friend Paul Ruby and he stopped by to pick up the dead Vespa.



The next day Paul cut out the connector and soldered the wires together -- the fix recommended on ModernVespa.com.  The Vespa is running smoothly and I can ride another day.

Just another day in the life of a Vespa rider...

Thursday, November 07, 2013

The Toll of Winter Riding


Have been meaning to share this picture of my dead centerstand.  It represents the harsh reality of riding in winter salt and slush.  The wintry mix must have accumulated inside the tube and slowly corroded and weakened the metal until the torque present when I put the machine on the stand eventually snapped the stand in half.

Just something to keep in mind if you are going to ride in wet winter weather.  You can't keep a machine pristine.  Chrome, paint and other details of beauty quickly fade.  If you spend a lot of time rubbing your scooter or motorcycle with a soft cloth diaper don't ride in the winter.

My two cents.