On our way to Highway 1, we stopped in xx for a nature call. There, in the Subway parking lot, 2 mopeds with German license plates caught my eye. The mopeds had sleeping bags tied to the handlebars, saddle bags and a suit case bungie tied to the back fender. Two older gentlemen came out of the subway and put on old fashioned dome helmets with leather sides, fired up the trusty steeds an puttered off in the direction of Sanfrancisco.
In this day and age of modern bike touring where a nostalic drive means taking a Harley hardtail, or modern touring means a BMW touring bike, all costing $20K or more, here were two old guys, on ancient 200cc mopeds taking back roads at 80km/hr. I don't know how they got parts or kept the bikes in repair, but that is a trip that novels are made of.
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