(CONTINUED FROM PART ONE) We were behind the clock, and I had some decisions to make. I could ignore the next several clue stops and just fly through the course to catch up to where we should be, but with no points we could forget getting any kind of decentContinue Reading
Dear Mad Bastard Scooter Rally; Over the years we have had a complicated relationship. You’ve left me stranded on a broken scooter, without cell signal, eaten alive with mosquitoes and waiting hours for a tow truck. You’ve had me laughing my head off at people dressed as Vikings, as cows,Continue Reading
Anyone who has ever owned a vintage motorcycle, scooter or moped knows – there is a certain magic in the mechanical. These machines of analog engineering that work via meshing gears, sliding cables, and the occasional kick of a recalcitrant part or two. It isn’t about performance – newer machinesContinue Reading
I’ve seen vikings on a TNG, astronauts on a Honda, and moped driving characters making people stop and stare as they buzz on by. Lost at 3am in the mist, broken down in Northern Ontario, talking to a man in an ape suit while seeing if a downed rider wasContinue Reading
It started, as many flame wars and religious debacles do, with an internet forum post. I was writing something – I don’t even remember what exactly I was writing about, as usual for me the process of writing was more important than the specific subject – and it suddenlyContinue Reading