We had made friends with some of the members of Westside Scooter Club (a predominately Vespa and Vintage only scooter club), and they invited us along to their rally and ride. All members of LTD (with the sad exception of Lindsay) mapped out surface street directions and headed out toward the hills of Malibu for the journey. With our scoots ranging from 80cc to 150cc and 2 stroke to 4 stroke, with some friends even tandem, we knew going up a hill could quickly take us from 50 mph to 30. We headed through the hills of Decker Canyon Rd. to Encinal Canyon and after traveling through some seriously thick fog and dominating questionably steep hills, we made it safely to the busy beautiful coastline of Hwy-1 PCH. For the most part, we kept up well with traffic and passed some amazing Harley riders on the way, some who even graced us with the patented motorcyclist wave - one whose rendition completely blew our minds on the scoot ride home. Wish we had a picture to show you the antics some people are able to pull on a motorcycle going 60mph on PCH. We can only hope to live that dream some day. Moving onward, we finally arrived at the Cock N Bull Pub off Lincoln Blvd. in Santa Monica where the scene was totally indescribable. I think if we could sum up our feeling as a whole, it was completely comparable to feeling like a little kid on the first day of school. We stared into a sea of all eyes on us and vintage scoots that we knew our Honda, Yamaha's and Schwinn's didnt necessarily compare to. We pulled in and were eventually welcomed by Mario, Todd, and "Tank Top" of Westside Scooter Club. We were able to chat with some people and check out the amazing scooters that they had put tons of time and effort into; they were unbelievable. We made it just before the Canyon Ride and were given maps and briefed on the route to be taken. The icing on the cake of this wonderful day was yet to come - we suddenly heard the blaring Star Wars theme song and noticed people strapping up their helmets and revving up to go. Make sure to check out the sweet video that captured only a brief snapshot of this wondrous moment. We of course followed suit, and because of the long journey back to Thousand Oaks, let them know we would be pulling away from the group once we got back to PCH. A sea of 50-60 scooters headed out on Lincoln Blvd. with various people in place to keep traffic from invading the group. It felt like a total parade, people looked on as we sailed through red lights in order to not break form. We just can't describe the feeling to ride alongside 50 fellow scooterists with the summer sun and ocean breeze whistling through our helmets...talk about Livin' the Dream.
Click Beach Invasion III to see all the pictures from this big day!
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