Without Vespa Wings

The Posers Scooter Club tried to beat all the road closures today due to the 94.7 Cycle Challenge and do a scenic ride to breakfast at the Vovo Telo. So the Pretoria chapter of our Vespa club met the northern suburbs chapter at Fourways Vespa with Paulo late as usual. I am sure I heard Martin say that Paulo had turned over a new leaf and is on time from now onwards. In his defence he was only 10 minutes late.

The Poser posse consisted of Martin, our head Poser on his Vespa GTS300, Magda his sidekick or is it the other way round on her Vespa GTS300, Charlie, shown above without her wings on a Vespa GTS250, Paulo on his Vespa GT200L, Thinus on his BMW R1200GS, Marlene on her BMW F650GS and myself on the smallest bike, a Vespa ET4. With Magda taking point for the first half of the ride; we joined Witkoppen Road and rode east towards Rivonia Road where we headed south to Sandton and Rosebank passing the both Gautrain Stations. At Rosebank we stopped for fuel and from here I took over to lead them on a zig zag route made to beat the road closures.

I warned them to put away any visible jewelry as we had to cross some unsavory areas but due to a rumbling in Paulo's belly we had to forgo some scenic stops. From Oxford we turned left into Anerly Road and crossed over the M1 motorway with all the cyclists below and headed though Houghton to Louis Botha Ave where we turned right towards Yeoville. Here we made our way to Bezuidenhout Street and quickly skimmed pass Yeoville and down the Steward Drive Pass into Bertrams. Passing under the cyclists on the Joe Slovo Drive, we flew pass the Ponte Building through Doornfontein, Hillbrow, Braamfontein, Gautrain at Park Station and under the Nelson Mandela Bridge with the cyclists pedaling past.

Yes I know it was a roundabout route but what the heck it was a sight. After stopping at the Auckland Tower for a few photos, the posse headed north to breakfast in Parkhurst. Arriving hungry at Vovo Telo on 4th Ave, we found that it was too full and they put us on a waiting list of about an hour. This wasn't going to wash with Paulo because now he was chewing the strap of his helmet. So we strolled down 4th Ave until we found Nice, a quaint street side coffee shop. And here we tucked into awesome breakfast, the Poser way.