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Scooters are harder to break than motorcycles.

At this point I’ve been riding motorcycles for so long it’s all become so second nature. I remember at first when it was new and I always was fully alert and focused just because I had to be. I thought back then that the idea that I would ever find myself struggling to stay awake while riding, as often happens in a car on a long drive, was totally absurd. Not true these days.

Thinking back even further, though, I go to a trip my lady friend and I made to Mazatlan. This was the only time I’ve ever ridden a bike in Mexico. It’s not a tale of glory, though; it’s a tale of ignominy.

Although I’d ridden motorcycles every chance I got since the time I was 15, I never had that many opportunities in those early years so the skills never had a chance to solidify and settle permanently in my brain. That only happened when, at 37, I finally bought my first bike and started riding a lot.

I was probably about 30 when Sue, my girlfriend at the time, and I took a week’s vacation to Mazatlan. Unlike me, Sue had owned motorcycles and ridden a great deal. One entire year in college her only transportation had been her motorcycle and she had even managed to ride it when there was snow on the streets, using her feet as outriggers.

It was only natural then, when we saw a place in Mazatlan renting motorcycles and scooters by the hour, that we decided to go for it. It turned out that the place only had one motorcycle available at that moment, plus some scooters. This being Mexico, of course the guy in charge set me up on the cycle and picked out a scooter for Sue. No self-respecting man would want to be seen on a scooter while his woman rode a cycle, would they? No way.

Never mind that Sue was the experienced one and ought to have been the one on the bike. We could swap once we had gotten away from the rental place.

Scooters, of course, have no gears; you just twist the throttle. Motorcycles have gears and you flip the toe lever down to get into first, and then flip it up for all other gears. Surely I must have understood this other times I had ridden but it was one of those bits of knowledge that had not stuck. Sue probably mentioned it to me before we took off but in the excitement of the moment that didn’t stick either.

We blasted away from the rental place and as the revs went up I pulled in the clutch and toed the lever down to get into second. Down. Letting out the clutch, the engine revved very high and I was clearly not in a higher gear. Again I clutched and toed the lever down. Again the engine raced and things were not right.

Maybe I was doing something wrong, I thought. Maybe I needed to be going faster before I shifted. I cranked the throttle harder, the engine really screaming now, and pulled in the clutch, flicked down on the shift lever. Releasing the clutch it was just like before.

It was about this time that the rental guy came racing up on a scooter waving us over. “Stop! Stop!” he yelled. “You break the bike!” Not allowing any protest he informed us he was taking the bike and giving me his scooter. And he kept muttering about “You break the bike.” Sue told me again after he left that second and higher gears are up, not down, not that it mattered any more.

So we scooted around Mazatlan for awhile and had a fun time anyway. Hey, scooters are fun. And they’re a lot harder for idiots to break.

Biker Quote for Today

I get up every morning determined to both change the world and have one hell of a good time. Sometimes this makes planning difficult.

Stuff like this is just too sweet to give up just to be greener than I am.

I tend to be pretty environmentally minded and so for years I’ve been a little proud that I ride motorcycles, which get better gas mileage and use fewer resources.

That said, is it really true that we who ride are easier on the environment than people in cars? This is a question I have raised more than once and the answer is never clear cut. So I’m approaching this from a different perspective today.

The point I want to focus on today is that, if we only used bikes for transportation and were saving all that gas and resources it would be a simple yes. But we don’t. In fact, many of us almost never use our motorcycles as basic transportation, we ride them for recreation.

Which is to say, when we ride them we are burning more gas, creating more pollution, using more resources, than if we had other recreational pursuits. When the OFMC takes off on a trip, each of us is riding a motorcycle, getting good gas mileage. But how does the gas usage of our whole group equate with what we would burn if we all rode in one van? I’m sure that flips the equation pretty seriously.

Now, I do use my bikes for transportation some of the time. I have a number of regular errands that I almost always run on a motorcycle. But most of my riding is just joy riding. It’s a beautiful day, I want to be out in it. So off I go.

One option that grows more viable with time is getting an electric motorcycle. Can I see myself with one of those at some point? Absolutely. In fact, I went up to Boulder a few years ago with cash in pocket intending to buy an electric scooter. I didn’t because it was used, and thus had some issues, and the seller did not strike me as altogether trustworthy when he spoke to the issues I raised. But yeah, I’d say there is a 100% probability that some day I will have an electric two-wheeler.

Which brings me to the second part of this discussion: Do we really care about being green?

Do we really, truly care? Yes, I care about being green, that’s why I recycle, cut my waste to almost nothing, turn lights off, walk a lot, take light rail . . . so many things that I do. But do I care so much that I’m going to stop “wasting” gasoline on motorcycle joy rides?

Emphatically NO! I love riding motorcycles way too much for that.

So does this make me a hypocrite? I guess it does, at least a bit. Am I going to beat myself up over it? Probably not. I’ll just take solace in knowing that whatever I do that is harmful to the environment, most people do a lot more. And I accept that if you are going to live in our so-called modern society this is what happens.

But I really should keep my smugness in check.

Biker Quote for Today

Fast cars and motorcycles raisin’ hell in cowboy boots. — Tim McGraw

The MP3 I test rode several years ago.

February 1 and 2 were good days to ride so I did. I took my Honda out of what we call the workshop and when I came back I rolled the Kawi out so I could put the Honda in first. That put the Kawi in position to come out easily so I could ride it next time. The V-Strom lives in the garage so I end up moving cars to get it in and out.

While I was doing all this shuffling of bikes, pushing them around, rocking them back onto their center stands, it struck me that these are heavy machines. I realized that at some point, still quite a few years down the line, fortunately, there is likely to come a time when I won’t physically be able to do it anymore. I’m healthy as a horse now, but inevitably there will come a time when I’m old and frail. What am I going to do then?

It was interesting that the answer presented itself immediately. I’ll switch to a scooter.

That’s not the only possible answer to that question. For a lot of people the answer is a trike. I know a lot of people who ride trikes now, and several of my riding buddies have spoken from time to time of switching to a trike when it becomes an issue. But I don’t like trikes; they steer like cars. They don’t lean. About the only way that they’re like motorcycles is that you’re out in the open. But heck, I could get that with a convertible and it would be almost the same thing, and a lot more versatile.

One three-wheeler that I might consider would be a Piaggio MP3. Like the Can-Am Spyder, they have two wheels in front and one in the rear, but the front end is totally different, and unique to Piaggio. On an MP3 the two front wheels work like one and you do actually lean. Don’t ask me to explain it, it’s a sophisticated design, but I rode one once and it was very nice. Then of course there are several other newer bikes like the Yamaha Niken that I’ve read good things about, although the Niken is said to be pretty darn heavy itself, what with a double fork up front.

No, I figure a scooter will be the way to go. First off, they’re light, but they can be pretty powerful. During the week I scooted everywhere a few years ago I spoke with a scooterist who told me he could easily hit 90 mph on his 250cc ride. I doubt I’ll need more speed than that when I’m 85. Even now, the speedometer on my Honda CB750 –an old bike–tops out at 85 mph.

Of course, there could be another alternative by that time. Electric motorcycles are getting better all the time and the ones that are out there now are light. They have to be in order to get any good distance on today’s batteries, but I’m betting that in 20 or 30 years you’ll be able to buy a great electric bike that is comparable to an 800cc motorcycle of today and it will weigh half of what my 750cc Honda weighs.

Nope. I can see me possibly owning a number of different bikes sooner or later, but I just don’t see a trike in my future. And I do hope to be riding in my 90s.

Biker Quote for Today

Why bikes are better than women: Wearing two fresh rubbers makes riding a bike MORE enjoyable.

A perfect example of why this fight is hopeless, in Sunday’s Denver Post.

This battle has been lost. I’m throwing in the towel.

It doesn’t matter what the truth is, reality wins. And the reality this time around is that the ignorant general public has taken the word “moped,” which describes a power-assisted bicycle with pedals, and given that name to scooters, which have no pedals. The “ped” in “moped” is a direct reference to those pedals. Scooters do not have pedals.

It is the advent of these stand-up scooters from companies such as Lime that put the last nail in the moped coffin. Everywhere you go downtown you either see mostly young people zipping around on these rent-by-the-minute scooters or you see them parked awaiting the next rider to come unlock them using their smart phones. These things are also known as scooters, but there was never any confusion when the only scooters of this sort were ridden by young kids who made the things themselves.

Now that these stand-up scooters are everywhere the other scooters are known as mopeds. It avoids confusion. Never mind that they are not in fact mopeds.

You see it in the article pictured above. Just as the stand-up scooters have proliferated as short-term rentals, companies are now seeking to position “mopeds” in the same way. Do these companies know that what they’re marketing are really scooters? If they do, they don’t care. The public calls them mopeds so just go with the flow. I mean, heck, in South Carolina they actually use license plates for scooters that call them mopeds.

So what about actual mopeds? What are they called now? And that’s not merely an academic question because actual mopeds are now seeing a big resurgence in popularity. Well, they’re called power-assisted bicycles, as in the descriptive phrase I used above.

I’m very torn here. I worked for many years as a technical writer and my approach there was always to use the clearest, yet accurate, term available in order to avoid reader confusion. In this case, it is just wrong to refer to things that are actually scooters as “mopeds.” But if I do call scooters “scooters” then that confuses the reader. It is impossible to be both accurate and clear.

So, as I say, I give up. This battle is lost. But I suspect in the future I will go with the awkward approach of saying something such as “scooters, which many people refer to as mopeds.” I just can’t bring myself to say something I know is not true, even if the rest of the world is just fine with that.

Biker Quote for Today

Why motorcycles are better than men: Motorcycles don’t go bald.

An evening tour getting prepped, despite a drizzle.

As we continued our European travels the motorcycle scene just got stranger. Through Hungary, western Croatia, Serbia, Bulgaria, and Romania there were very few motorcycles on the streets and not even very many scooters.

This was especially puzzling because we heard repeatedly how much lower salaries are there in Eastern Europe than they are in Western Europe, such that those countries are losing population as all their young people head to Western Europe and higher salaries. Plus, gas is very expensive. Isn’t this the perfect environment to encourage scooters?

We did see some two-wheel transport, although there really weren’t even many bicycles. One thing we saw first in Budapest were these stand-up scooters that you see all over American cities now, except these had much bigger, fatter tires that, I presume, provide greater stability and the ability to absorb bumps rather than throw you off head first. These mega scooters, it turns out, seem to be almost exclusively used for tours.

Then there were the standard delivery scooters for items such as pizza. They’re all over Europe.

And then there were a bunch of what looked like standard motorcycles in front with the rear chopped off and two-wheeled delivery boxes mounted on back. Very much like those old Harley service vehicles except these were a complete mish-mash, suggesting people were just taking any old bike and converting it.

Anyway, this was all very puzzling. Where were all the motorcycles? And for Pete’s sake, where were the scooters? I mean, this is Europe!

So I asked our guide in Bucharest and he cleared it all up. It turns out that the Eastern Europeans are exceedingly status conscious. And to them, two wheels means “poor.” The Eastern Europeans are poor compared to the Western Europeans and they’re still overcoming the effects of 50 years of Communism. And they’re sensitive about this.

So they drive expensive cars they can’t afford while barely being able to put food on the table. And there is no way on this planet they’re going to be seen on a scooter, no matter how sensible that might be.

Maybe this is going to change soon. Coming into Bucharest I noticed a shiny, new, four-story glass-sided Ducati dealership. OK, nobody is going to confuse “Ducati” with “poor.” Maybe once Ducati wedges its way into the market the connection between poor and two wheels will fade. It could be interesting to go back to Bucharest in about 10 years.

Biker Quote for Today

The wheels act as gyroscopes, so the faster you go the less likely you are to fall over.

There were a lot more bikes on the road in Budapest.

The most common motorcycles I saw in Stockholm, Sweden, a few weeks ago were Ducatis and the three-wheeled Piaggio MP3 scooters. They really like those scooters.

It may be that in late March and early April in Sweden, that third wheel makes all the difference. Nights were still getting down to freezing and if you are going to ride you’re much more confident on three wheels.

Now, as it turned out, the first bike I saw was a Gold Wing, then a scooter, a sportbike of unknown make, another scooter, then finally either a Harley or Harley wannabe. Then a BMW, another sportbike, a Ducati, a Triumph, an MP3, a V-Strom, and then another MP3.

So while there were four scooters in those first dozen, scooters were nowhere near as prevalent as they are in other European cities. And bikes in general were not as common.

Again, it may just be the season. Summer in Scandinavia may be very different.

Then we got to Copenhagen and I swear I didn’t see a single motorcycle or scooter in the first full day there. I was really starting to wonder.

At one point, though, we sat on a bench by a major street and then saw plenty of bikes. But this was rush hour and I hardly saw another bike the rest of the three days we were there.

It changed considerably when we got to Budapest. I saw more bikes in the ride from the airport to our hotel than I had the entire previous week. Of course Budapest is nearly 1,000 miles south of Stockholm, and 600 miles south of Copenhagen, so it’s full-blown spring here.

Which is where we are now, so I’ll end here. (But I actually wrote those words three weeks ago.)

Biker Quote for Today

To anyone commenting on my choice of riding in any kind of weather, “Beats driving a Prius”!