I bought my first scooter not quite a year ago. It was a 1979 Vespa P200E. I loved that scooter, at least until I started riding it regularly. After a winter of working on it, looking at it, falling in love with the lines and its aircraft heritage and italian sensibility, I finally rode the thing for a couple months. Love and hate. Loved the look, and the handling wasn’t bad. Hated having to shift gears while learning to ride on two wheels, and soon learned that the brakes were mostly for show. I remember one particular ride in late March where I realized that if I were on a twist-and-go scooter, I’d be having worlds more fun.
A week later, I sold the Vespa and bought a Genuine Blur 150 on the recommendation of David Harrington and local ModernBuddy.com buddy, EP_scoot, who both have one in their garage. At first, I loved the Blur. It was so smooth, the brakes were magnificent, and the power was about the same as my P200E. The riding experience was a huge improvement over the P200E and I fell in love with scooting past the point of no return. But over time, what I thought I could live with in terms of imperfect ergonomics got to be, literally, a pain in my ass. As much as I loved the way the Blur sounded, handled, and usually sped away from traffic, after about half an hour my arse usually started hurting.
So after a season and a rally putting up with being all scrunched up on an otherwise fabulous scooter, I had an ephiphanal moment that reminded me very much of that cold March morning when I realized it was time to sell my Vespa P200E. The Blur had to go. It needed to go to somebody who actually fits on it. I was starting to resent the riding position and it made me not want to ride at times. That was unacceptable. So my search for a better scooter fit began. I came across an Aprilia SportCity 250, which is a brilliant big-wheel scooter from the Piaggio group. With a target in mind, I put the Blur up for sale over the weekend of the RMB rally. I figured it’d be easy. The Blur is rare, fantastic, and in consistent demand online. I figured I’d sell it quick and get that Aprilia.
To my abject amazement, the Blur didn’t sell. Weeks went by. It didn’t sell. The Aprilia I thought I wanted, however, did sell. Just not to me.
Six weeks go by and out of the blue, I get a phone call from a guy called Dave. He wondered if my Blur was still for sale. At that point, I’d resigned myself to simply getting the seat restructured and professionally recovered. I had given up on selling the Blur this season and thought I’d just make the best of it. Dave and I had a very candid conversation where I told him that if he was into it, I’d love an excuse to upgrade to something that fit me better. Long story short, Dave bought my Blur last week. Now I had fresh cash burning a hole in my pocket like a nuclear fuel rod.
Having asked around on the boards, and especially at the recommendation of people I trust down at Scooterville, I had pretty much made up my mind that I wanted the Vespa Grantoursimo 200L. The reasons were these:
- Price — the GT is the most money I am willing to spend on a scooter.
- Power — 200cc of italian horsepower.
- Liquid cooled — more power and better efficiency
- Rear disk brake — an absolute must
- Weight — only around 30 lbs heavier than the Blur
- Wheel size — 12″ on the GT vs the 13″ on the Blur. I wanted it to feel less like a motorcycle (like the Blur) and more like a scooter, but not as darty as a 10″ scooter.
- Design and heritage — it’s just a gorgeous scooter and the Vespa name is worth it to me now.
More than anything, I wanted to reconnect with all the things I loved about my P200E yet retain the positive characteristics of the Blur. I wanted to fit on my damn scooter, but also enjoy actually riding it. I wanted that classic look back. I wanted a proper scooter.
So this weekend, I took delivery of a shiny new 2008 Vespa GT. Today is my third day of riding and I just LOVE it! The power is amazing, the handling is nice and responsive, and it’s just so much more comfortable. It’s so nice to be back on a pure scooter again. The Blur wanted too much to be a sport motorcycle. The GT feels exactly like I imagine a scooter ought to feel. It also looks like a scooter ought to look. It’s so quintessentially the modern evolution of that P200E I fell into and out of love with last year. I fully expect that this will be the last twist-and-go scooter I need ever buy. Not my last scooter, mind you…
Nice writing style. Looking forward to reading more from you.
Chris Moran
Thanks Chris, how did you happen to find me?
Hum that seat on the first pictured ride seems like it was huge! A real Pud’n butt seat. Can’t imagine why it was uncomfortable. The new Vespa is way cool but I have to ask myself this, because of your past history, how long will this euphoria last… LOL
My days on a street motor driven 2 wheeled contraption ended the day I hit some oil on he 5 Freeway here is SoCal. Sliding face down on the freeway with an 18 wheeler locked up just a football field away was it for me. At least I was smart enough to have had a helmut on. Plus, add in the fact that people just don’t see you and I reserved my “Scooter” ride’n to off road form then on. Sold the Honda 175 and bought a 1956 International truck, also a mistake.
I did ride a scooter in 2003 on Santorini and Naxos over in Greece and in Rome and had a ball but that was on holiday and with a few Mythos and Peroni’ in me.
NIce write up and I love the look of your blog.
Thanks!
It wasn’t the seat itself that was uncomfortable, it was the position of the seat relative to the foot boards. Because they were so high, my feet where high, which meant my knees were high, which meant all my weight was on the wrong part of my butt. That’s what made it uncomfortable. The seat itself was great. It just needed to be about 3″ higher or the foot wells 3″ lower.
I hear ya on safety, but the way I look at it somethin’ is gonna get me. You’re still ’round and kickin’ even though you had your spill, which is good. I don’t blame you for finding other modes of transport, but for me I just wear the gear and remember that statistically I’m actually more likely to be killed in my car. I had a guy merge into me last night actually. I’m thankful to report that I had somewhere to escape and that my riding training kicked in and I swerved out of the way without even really thinking about it. I actually stared the guy down as I laid on the horn and moved over. It wasn’t scary but for just a second. Mostly it just pissed me off that he hadn’t bothered to look at all. He’d done the same thing if I’d been in my MINI. Just swung over. No mirror check. No head check. Nothing. Dumb ass. If he’d been on a cell phone I would have just lost it.
One of my 2 wheeled adventures, back in 1972, had me against a 1953 Caddy and a 83 year old driver. He ran a stop sign and I had to lay it down. He didn’t stop to see if I was Ok, I found out later he was pretty out of it, so I chased him and tried to get him to stop., he wouldn’t. I proceeded to kick his mirror off…. this was done without my knowledge of a motorcycle cop observing my actions. The cop stops us both. He 1st talks with the driver then me. He gave the old guy a ticket for driving without a license and just gives me a warning. He tells me, “Everyday I have to deal with people who just don’t see me so I know how you feel, I’m letting you off.. this time” he winked told me I should look at me bleeding elbow and arm and rode off. I was so pissed I hadn’t noticed.
That 175 Honda took quite a beating over the 5 years I rode it. It was also run over by a truck, 18 wheeler, as it sat parked where I was working at the time.
Bought my 1st Yamaha Enduro weeks later and started racing off road in Hare & Hound races & the Barstow to Vegas Off Road Race, now defunct.