I was poking around the ether and ran into this little piece from Michael at the Gotta Scoot blog. Sure it’s been a couple of months since Mike published an update, but this little gem makes up for it.
Ode to the smell… Is, knowingly or not, Michael’s foray into photography and poetical prose. In it he details one of the most drastic changes a scooter commuter experiences when they leave the life of the cage… the reintroduction to the olfactory; a soiree with smell if you will.
Why don’t you click on the title link to get a visual and mental picture of what a scooterist experiences on their daily ride.
18. July 2007 at 12:49 am
What smell? Two-stroke oil? Helmet liner? Truck exhaust? You can stop and smell the flowers, but good luck trying to smell them while riding!
18. July 2007 at 4:11 pm
I enjoy crossing rivers and smelling fish, or passing by a good restaurant and knowing from the smells that it’s a good restaurant!
Brad Horn
http://www.btrscoots.com
18. July 2007 at 5:46 pm
Sounds like there’s not much to smell out there in the desert Genwaylaid. Here in Austin, it’s really nice… especially during wildflower season (April).
18. July 2007 at 7:39 pm
Building next to my office is a theater. Popcorn in the air. c.e.
18. July 2007 at 9:35 pm
I love smelling restaurants as I pass them on my way to and from work. I don’t love smelling cow pastures when I ride out in that area.