Thursday, August 27, 2015

Scooters


BBBH has waited if not patiently then desperately for her scooter to be operational.  Friday afternoon a trip to Kokomo, a lightening of the wallet to the tune of forty-five bucks for the part, a few minutes of time back home, and voila! she is a happy camper again.
The news is less encouraging on mine.  I'll probably have to ramp the thing onto the camper, cart it to Grandpa* who knows more than I do.  About scooters, that is.







*He calls himself "Grandpa" and the name of his business establishment is "Grandpa's."  But he's not as old as I.  By a few months.

6 comments:

Grace said...

That looks like a fun way to get around...

vanilla said...

Grace, well, yes. But I posted prematurely, for right after this went up we took off for a ride through the corn and soybean fields. Fortunately we were only a mile and a half from home when the, as Johnny Cash would call it, trans a mission failed in its mission and we were afoot pushing the thing. At about the halfway point in the journey, a pair of good joes stopped and picked us up, machine and all.

Lin said...

Ugh. You were certainly blessed with scooter angels to pick you up! I hope you get them both working again.

vanilla said...

Lin, how likely is it that good guys with an empty flatbed trailer, fold-down ramp, would come along at the right time? We were blessed.

Secondary Roads said...

Just when I need Him . . .

vanilla said...

Chuck, just so.