Ride a Scooter & Save the World ?? - Are they cool efficient wheels or just too geeky ??

The Missus & I spent some time in Hawaii and we had a place out in Eva Beach, which is on the other side of Pearl Harbor. We only had one vehicle and I needed it to get to my job up at Wahiawa Army Air Base. The Missus had to get to Honolulu for her job each day and the Bus ride was long and tedious....The Solution ? We bought her a scooter...It was cheap, efficient and a lot of fun to drive.

Not that one would work for Northern Minnesota in winter but even in Boston, the fun you would have on it during later Spring, Summer and Early Fall would be worth the investment.....something to look at as it could wind up saving you money and providing a little fun if you could scooter to work each day.

latimes.com

Ride a scooter, save the world
The two-wheelers are downright upright when it comes to economy, efficiency and being green.
July 6, 2011

Not to Al Gore anybody's ox, but a lot of you Whole Foods hipsters think you're green because your Prius gets 50 mpg. My scooter gets 100. I just filled up my tank on the way to work. Total cost: $3.86, about the same price as a Starbucks grande Frappuccino but fueling an adrenaline buzz that will last a lot longer.

Scooters, in fact, could save the world. You don't like the noise pollution from all those souped-up motorcycles tearing through L.A.? My scooter purrs like a kitten. You're worried about what's going to happen on the weekend of July 16-17, when a key section of the 405 Freeway is going to be closed for reconstruction and the autopocalypse is expected to hit the Westside? If you had a scooter, you could zip between all those frozen cars. Parking problems? For you, maybe; not for us scooterists. You can leave your scooter at a bike rack, or on the sidewalk, or anywhere.

Times staff writer Susan Carpenter reported last week that after a two-year slump, scooter sales leaped 50% in the first quarter of 2011. The uptick seems directly connected to gasoline prices. During the big oil shock of the 1970s, European mopeds were suddenly all the rage on this side of the Atlantic, and the last spike in U.S. scooter sales happened during a nasty uptick in pump prices in 2008.

So what is a scooter? It depends on who's selling it. Medical device suppliers such as the Scooter Store think it's a motorized wheelchair. Razor thinks it's a two-wheeled skateboard with handlebars. I've seen scooters advertised as mopeds, and motorcycles referred to as scooters. I prefer the classical definition, which is a two-wheeled motorized vehicle patterned on the original Vespa (meaning "wasp" in Italian), designed after World War II and given its name by Piaggio chief Enrico Piaggio, who thought its front rider-protecting shield and the floorboard between the seat and the handlebars, which allows you to sit on the bike like a chair rather than straddling it like a motorcycle, made it look like the narrow-waisted bug.

Yes, I know the objections. Scooters are dangerous because, unlike motorcycles, they're quiet and slow and motorists can't hear them. (Official accident statistics don't account for scooters, so it's unclear just how dangerous they are in comparison to bicycles or motorcycles.) You can't take home a load of groceries with a scooter, nor can you shuttle the kids to school with one. But replace more cars — the real danger on the road — with scooters, and the threat diminishes. And you can keep the car for long trips and passenger expeditions. But anybody who doesn't think scoot commuting is more fun, faster, more environmentally responsible and cheaper than driving probably hasn't tried it.

— Dan Turner

FOB HOPPING 101

FOB HOPPING is the process of getting from point "A" to Point "B" here in Afghanistan by helicopter. It can be both tedious and exciting....most of it depends on what happens along the way.....I've done quite a bit of this while in Afghanistan and it never goes exactly the way you anticipate.

I got tossed around by prop wash one time when I was getting off a helicopter in Herat but that is a different story....

The latest version of this occurred over the last few days...the typical delays occurred - show time was 1500 - then got pushed back to 1900....I waited until evening and then got dropped off at the PAX terminal where you and the others who are lucky enough to be going through this process wait.

Soon we knew this was not going to be a good time because the flight time got pushed back several times from 1900 hrs to 2100 to 2300 and then ultimately until 0130...the whole time you are waiting in a room that has a large TV playing the crappiest programs imaginable (AFN - Armed Forces Network)...the programs are the worst situation comedies, commercials talking about basic military info and other public service announcements. Imagine TV so bad it would cause small animals to go into seizures....yes, it is that bad.

Finally, we get the word that we need to grab our gear and line up for our flight at 0130, flying out at 0215. When we get outside, we line up by location, and mine is the last one they will get to, which means I get to get on first...consequently, we will get to go to all the other locations before we get to our place.....I find out that means we will make 8 other spots....I am not a happy camper.

We get on board take our seats and the two side gunners are there suited up for winter....it is at that point that I realize we will be flying through the mountains with the windows open so we can defend ourselves if we get attacked. The air gets pretty cold at altitude and I only have a light jacket on. If you would like to replicate this experience, try tooling down the highway sometime in the winter with both your windows wide open and you'll get an idea on what the next three hours will feel like.....part of the fun is that it took three hours to get from point " A" to "B" on this journey.... Brrrrrrr.

During the course of the trip, we had to refuel, so they ask all of us to get out while they do so.....we step out of the helicopter and walk over to the side of the LZ....it is pitch black out, there is a very small crescent moon and other than that, the entire world beyond where we are is pitch black....no lights, no walls, no idea of where we are or if there is a base there.....we are in the middle of no man's land....it was creepy as I had no idea if it was a good place to be or not...a few of the soldiers had their weapons ready so I stood by and waited. the refueling was done and we got aboard.

Finally we get to the last place, where I needed to get off. By now, the sun is coming up, the base is there and me and one other guy depart the helicopter. They take off and we call our POC. He comes over and escorts us to the basic qtrs. where we can plot our stuff down. I am exhausted as I had no sleep at all. I get in to the place, and basically try to climb into my rack for a few hours of sleep before the day begins....30 minutes later, the other guys who share the place turn on the lights and start their day...wonderful. I try to get an hour's sleep but it is useless. Tired but now also hungry, I get up and make my way to the showers to see if that will help....just another fun day of " FOB HOPPING" in Afghanistan...

Next time someone tries to tell me about how bad their commute is back home, I will have a story to tell them about what that same process involves over here....FOB Hopping....just another part of the fun and frolics here in Afghanistan. We are glad to have the soldiers and those who keep us safe while we travel in this dangerous place....The guy who said, " Getting there is half the fun.." obviously never participated in FOB Hopping.