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Day five started out great. Our new friend Steve from BurgmanRiders.com met us at our Durham hotel to ride with us for a little while. We appreciated his help (and his GPS) navigating to Chapel Hill. Chapel Hill is an awesome town– on our way there we saw another Vespa on the road for the first time. We also came across the coolest eating establishment ever: Vespa Restaurant. Of course we stopped for some pictures, but sadly it wasn’t open yet seeing as how it was only 10am. Further up the road we stopped in High Point for lunch and that’s when it really started to get hot.

Somewhere in between High Point and Rock Hill we approached a huge incline. I pushed Frankie full-throttle, but about a quarter of the way up he completely died. The minivan following me quickly passed as I tried to maneuver to the side of the road. There wasn’t a shoulder– only a steep bank which I nearly toppled down. By the time I came to a complete stop Tim was well up the hill. I tried to honk, but the wind noise drowned out my little beep. It didn’t take Tim long to realize I was no longer behind him. He turned around and came back to where I was. He later told me he mistakenly thought the sunburn on my legs was blood and that I had been hurt. Thankfully, I was ok. And after about 20 minutes in the shade, Frankie was too.

A few hours later we scooted into Rock Hill. Melissa, a photographer from The Herald was waiting for our arrival. Thankfully she was nice enough to let us run up to our room and freshen up before snapping too many pictures. We also managed to get her on the Vespa for her first-ever scooter ride. Tomorrow we head into the mountains and back down again to finish up at home. We can’t believe our scooter adventure is almost over!

Steve from BurgmanRiders

Durham Hilton

Chapel Hill

Small, Medium and Large at Vespa Restaurant

Sitting on an Old School Vespa

Which Way?

Taking Herald Photographer Melissa for a Spin

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