Tuesday, June 4, 2013
Scootabout Days 1-3
I have embarked on a trip around the States on my 1979 Vespa P200e. Many things have lead me to this journey, some of which I will touch on from time to time here on this blog. I also post to Facebook and Instagram regularly. I have quit my job(s) as a chef and "moved out" of my "house". Fact is, I have been living in a barn with no plumbing for the past year. I'll touch more on that later.... Right now it is 2:45 AM early Tuesday morning. I am in Culpeper, VA at my parents house. I have been here since Saturday evening. I plan on leaving in the morning to tackle Skyline drive in Shenandoah National Park. Since I've been here, I have been able to visit with my Grandma, Mom and Dad and I stopped by and saw a couple of other old friends while in town. I have also gotten my scooter legal (tagged, titled. registered and insured). I have done some riding in and around Culpeper (the town where I lived from age five to about age seventeen, I've done yardwork for my Father, visited a dentist in hopes of fixing my teeth (too expensive)and done some cooking for my family. Following this are some photos...stay tuned for more blog posts! Keep in mind, there will be facts about myself and my life that I have never publicly admitted...do me a favor and dont ask me questions about them. Here is my scooter all loaded for the trip. (I had already loaded and attempted to leave before this but the weight distribution was off. I had to repack, cut weight and reload). First gas/rest stop (rt 522, just past Lake Anna) Baby Jim's Snack Bar...a Culpeper icon. This place has been here as long as I can remember...I've never been inside. Stopped in a quaint little coffee shop on Davis St. The coffee was mediocre at best but the place was nice. (things like this did not exist when I lived here) This is a photo of the first "real" job I ever had. At the time it was called The Rochester Corporation. (I ran machines that taped or extruded plastic around fiber optic cable.. it was around 1988 or so) I once led the police on a high speed chase down this road as a teen...Route 666! This is the church I attended (or was forced to attend) as a kid. Turns out a member of the church and friend of the family went on to molest me for over a year. That fucker still goes to the church. Makes me sick thinking about it. Despite his serving time for molesting other boys... he has never come forward about what he did to me. He ruined my life and it haunts me to this day. I hate him. My first apartment ever was above this seafood restaurant. A lot of insane shit went down here. I also used to make extra money on the side my cutting high top fades and "gumby" haircuts on the people who lived in the "motorcourt" a seedy motel behind there. That's all for now...gotta pack up my gear, get a bit of rest atc. Tomorrow will be my first "real" day of the journey. Stay tuned.