The Scooter Cannonball Run is a coast to coast endurance event for scooters. It is a time/distance/regularity rally where points are awarded based on miles completed and the ability to maintain the standard pace. This year it will begin in Savannah, GA and end eight days later in San Diego, CA covering 2633 miles. There are over 50 entrants riding all types of scooters. From a 1946 Salibury to a modern 3 wheel Piaggo MP3. I have decided join the fun this year. We will leave Savannah on April 22 and head west. I will be riding to raise money for KIDS and LEMUR'S charities. Please help us by purchasing some miles for one of these charities. Don't worry, I will be covering close to 6,000 miles out to California and back to Florida, so there are plenty of miles to go around. ALL monies go directly to the charity.

Saturday, April 21, 2012


Today is meet and greet and lots of scooter maintenance.

 The scooter to beat. 1946 Salisbury

 Vespa Savannah had a great reception for us
The pit crew even did tattoos of Big Red's number

 Vespa laundry

They worked on this all day
 Then the rain came

 Then the movie stars came out.

 Then the body refueling truck came in (only southerners again will get this)
 Another round of Deb's fine Champagne

 Damn, his hair is long as our tails!!

And finally, Jim, the Curmudgeon of England and an all around right guy and Vespa expert.

We are off bright and early tomorrow.  Hopefully I will have pictures and a tail tomorrow in Troy Alabama.


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Big Red was ready to go early but I took my time and we hit the road about 8.

the "Pit Crew" had given red, toys, pillow and blanket to make him comfortable over night

There were several interesting things to see along the way but I fought off the urge to stop and pushed on with the competition mind set.  Until Woodbine, GA where I had to take a picture with the famous sign...again. For the first time, after many times stopping here, I met the owner.  He drove up while Big Red and I were milling around his building..  His first connection with Woodbine was when he met his wife in Valdosta, GA when he was in the Air Force and she was in a college there.  He moved permanently to Woodbine in 1960 and has run the Fireman's Museum since then.  Interesting gentleman with lots of stories and a gun lying on the front seat.   Guess it is kind of scary in Woodbine. This and the BBQ joint are about all there is to Woodbine. I was surprised to find out that it is the county seat and I was encouraged to go see their new court house. I took a pass on that one.

We saddled up and headed on up US17, soon to come to a screaming halt at a license checkpoint. There were 5 highway patrol and about 3 drivers who had "left their licenses at home". The officers marveled that people were dumb enough to ride scooters across America but thought it should be a great adventure.

 "Officer, he was going really, really fast......

 ....I don't think he has a license. Not the way he drives.

We bid the officers farewell and headed on up the road to Savannah.  A gas stop and a tourist stop led to some nice visits all centered around Big Red and the Cannonball. We rolled into the Thunderbird Inn in Savannah at high-noon. I had actually stayed in this hotel back in 1969 in flight school. Looks just like I remember it. The "Pit Crew" rolled in a few hours later.

This is in every room.  Only ya'll southern people will get it.

other riders rolled in all afternoon

Me and Jen. Owner of Jen's Martini bar. How could she not be good looking with a place like that 

The "pit crew" testing marg's