More two wheeled writing!!
Today we again rode the little Kymco that could. “I think I can, I think I can”. We went up some pretty steep hills and at some points I wanted to do the skateboard push. You have to check your manhood at the door when riding a scooter, but this one is especially embarrassing because normally when I get passed on two wheels I get the “Oh no you didn’t” attitude. I have adopted the “Damn, it happened again” attitude. I’m giving her all she’s got captain!!! That’s ok though as long as my boys at home didn’t see it happen. Some of the old Piaggio 2 stroke scooters the locals ride really screw! I swear I saw one of them lifting the front wheel out of a corner ala Valentino Rossi. At any rate, these guys ride their scooters like they stole them.
You would think that because we’re in Italy we would be surrounded by Ducatis, Moto Guzzis, MV Agustas, and Bennellis. We aren’t. In fact, for every hundred two wheelers we see, ninety of them are scooters. There seems to be a nice handful of Ducati Monsters:
But for the most part they ride rice rockets, not ragu rockets. Honda, Yamaha, and Suzuki seem to be the bikes of choice. If I had a nickel for every Honda Hornet I have seen I could probably scrape enough money together to tie on a good one.
Thankfully I havent based my booze budget on that though. What they do have here though are some bikes that we just can’t get in the states. The Yamaha Mt-01 is one such bike.
I would think that with the hole left in the sportbike market by Buell (tsk tsk Harley Davidson) this bike would be a surefire winner in the states. It’s a v-twin sportbike with all of the sex appeal of Pamela Anderson circa 1994, but I’m a sucker for a naked sportbike so take my opinion with a grain of salt. Also, not everyone would agree that Pam Anderson 16 years ago is the pinnacle of hottness. I’m a product of my environment and 35 years old, you do the math. I also have seen a lot of Honda Trans Alps; I guess the longer travel must be the hot ticket and allow a fellah to ride on a goat path if he chooses, not a mountainous goat path mind you but what we might call a fire road.
I guess I’m glad my new Triumph Street Triple R is at home safe and sound because on these roads it would be a weapon and I’m not sure I’m man enough to wield it here.
So scooter it is. The other reason I’m glad my new bike is on the other side of the world is that I haven’t seen a bike, or scooter for that matter, that doesn’t look like it’s been dragged down the road by an angry motorcycle hating mob. I have to admit that when I walked by a particularly hosed out Ducati 999, a tear ran down my cheek. Sure they were ugly, but did she really deserve that?