Saturday, June 28, 2008

Roaming The Canals

One of things we enjoy doing on the weekends is just taking off and roaming around the canals of our area. One can ride over a small bridge and voila there is a gorgeous big boat just sitting there.



There are many beautiful yachts like these.



And usually where you find boats one finds pelicans. These guys were just hanging around hoping someone would drop some fish on them. And someone usually does.



We were riding in an area called Harbor Beach, very upscale, when a guy steps out into the street and flags us down. We thought, oh no, he is probably going to give us some grief for riding on his street. But he wanted to let us know about a Vespa group here in South Florida called the Southeast Florida Scooters. He gave us their card and told us how to contact them. We talked a while and then he got back to his business of installing a window in a house and we got back to our scenic ride.




This is how strange life is. The next week we get an email from a lady who found our blog and wanted to invite us to the same Vespa group here in South Florida. She had actually seen us riding in Victoria Park, a lovely residential area of East Fort Lauderdale. Seems the club is really very organized and they do lots of social events. In case anyone local wants to get in touch with them here is the link to their Yahoo group.
http://autos.groups.yahoo.com/group/SouthEastFloridaScooters/

They go on fairly long trips, in fact they were planning a trip to Key West. So we will check it out, but getting on any major highway on our scooters is not a choice we would make at this time. We just started riding in October of last year so we are pretty cautious. Don’t know how many of you have visited Florida, but voting is not the only thing we screw up. We have some of the worst drivers in the country.

The group meets frequently at a place called The Cove Restaurant and Marina in Deerfield Beach. It is a nice place, here is a link to the website. http://www.thecoverestaurant.com/

We ride up to Deerfield occasionally and in the past we have posted some nice beach shots from Deerfield Beach on our blog. So we plan to ride up there some weekend and see The Cove.


5 comments:

Anonymous said...

I swear, this blog is a treat every time I visit. I LOVE looking at yachts. My dream is to own one (regardless of how far-fetched it is a guy can dream right?).

With regards to the scooter club. Isn't it interesting how small the world can be some times?

Conchscooter said...

When you can hold 60 on the highway you will be ready to ride to Key West. Soon enough I'm sure. Pretty soon a Vespa will be the only way tourists will get to Key West, that or 80-gallon-an-hour gin palaces ("yachts" to landlubbers).

Stephen said...

Last spring, while visiting my sister who lives in Orlando, I took my nephew to a Marlins game down in Miami. I don't know about the backroads in Florida, but I-4 (I think that's what Interstate it was) still gives me chest pains. I think I'll try riding with the Yachts and the pelicans the next time I'm down there.

Heinz N Frenchie said...

Hi Sarch,
Guess we will have to post some more yacht images and dedicate them to you. The world of two wheelers is getting smaller and smaller as we are seeing more and more people on them.

Hey Conch,
This probably sounds whimpy to you, but holding 60 on the highway on a scooter is not high on our priority list. Key West is a long long trip from Fort Lauderdale. You know it, as you have made it on your cycle. We Remember that you did it in one day. Bravo.

Hello Earl,
I think it was I-95 that you were on. We call it Suicide Highway. Glad you survived it. We actually avoid using it as much as possible even in a car and never on a scooter. Thanks for dropping by

Anonymous said...

Have to laugh at your comment on the Florida drivers. My father-in-law lives in The Villages and constantly reminds me about the overage (most drivers over 100 of any state I believe) group of drivers. Spent 4 days on a "scoot" there in July and didn't think it was any worse than here at home (Cincinnati).