Don’t think for a minute that THAT wasn’t fun!
Yesterday was the BIG RIDE. Around 300 scooterists hooked up and rode 80 miles through city streets, suburbs, hillbilly, and farm country. I can’t explain why this is so much fun for me. Deb just shakes her head. It’s way over the top for her…way too goofy, way too equipment and uniform obsessed…she gets this excited about tournaments, though.
I’m just thrilled that I’ve discovered a whole slew of really really nice people who share this obsession with me. I’m crazy about them. Really. I mean, scooter riders are a different breed than Harley riders. Scooterists are quirky and odd and have smaller egos. I mean, it’s a SCOOTER…how much of an ego can that thing feed?
Next Year! I am working on my quirkiness.
You’re quirky. You’re just chicken.