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Monday, August 25, 2014
Ride Review: Yamaha C3 Scooter
In every area of life there are hidden gems of experience, known only to the lucky few who stumble upon them.
Such it is with the humble little Yamaha C3 scooter.
Only sold in the United States from 2006 to 2011, it still paints the scooter scene in Europe as the "Giggle" and in Japan as the "Voxx".
It takes it's looks from scoots like the venerable Cushmans and the Harley Davidson Topper. It is a unique look and it is not for everyone. Some even call it "homely" and compare it to a Coleman cooler on wheels.
Like an old flop-eared mutt that nobody selects at the dog pound, it often goes unloved and unnoticed. Evidently enough so that it did not continue to sell well here in the good old USA and Yamaha pulled it from the line-up for 2012.
I feel compelled to do a little ride report of my time on the C3. I have owned and ridden two other 49cc scooters, the Honda Ruckus and the Honda Metropolitan. The C3 outshines them in some ways and is only mildly deficient in others.
Things that I liked about the C3 were plentiful. I liked it's quirky "look" which got it the nickname "Boxy" due to its huge under seat storage. I could go to the grocery on it and pretty much stuff that compartment with most of my grocery items. Even a box of pizza and a 12 pack of pop fit under that lid!
Not only that, but the seat itself was pretty darn comfortable. Much more so than the Ruckus, which was like a buckboard wagon. Not as much as the Metropolitan, which feels like an English riding saddle, contoured to the keester. But pretty comfortable and you could slide back and stretch out your legs pretty easily. I liked that.
I liked it's big, fat tires and longer-than-a-Ruckus-and-Met wheelbase. This made for a stable ride as it cruised up to it's maximum speed of 43 mph. It never felt "squirrely" going down the road and it ran quietly too.
I like a quiet ride in the country, which was the main reason I got rid of the Genuine Buddy and got the Honda Elite 110.
It had "motorcycle like" handlebars and it's controls were neat, compact, and easy to read. It also had "push to cancel" turn indicators. I liked those especially.
The C3 was a bigger scooter with a higher profile in traffic than the Met or the Ruckus. Perhaps minor to some, but it's worth mentioning. Even though it was a bit bigger, it was still easy to push around the garage and heft off and on the center stand.
A few things I did not like next. The OEM rear rack was a joke. It called for drilling holes in the top lid and I was never going to do that or let anyone else do it either.
And in photos that I saw it really was quite ugly. So I never elected to install one and I really missed that ability to put on a basket or a top case (I am a basket person) to haul cargo.
The scooter's "suspension" was worse than the Ruckus and (shock!) worse than the Met! And that means it was pretty bad.
Specs said "two inches of travel", but I think that was a real stretch of the truth. It "bottomed out" just going down the road.
Wrapping up with all the good features, the electronic fuel injection was wonderfully sweet! It started right up and Yamaha had the good sense to even put a kick starter on the scoot, though it probably would never need to be used. (Hey, Honda, why not on the Elite 110?)
Gas mileage was a bit more than the Ruckus and Met, falling around 115 mpg in a 1.3 gallon tank. Pretty awesome.
With the EFI and 3 valves, the scooter could out-accelerate the Ruckus and the Met, but struggled to climb to and pin around 43 mph tops on the meter.
Still, you didn't care because it was so much fun getting there and the little scoot handled like a mini-motorcycle. 43 mph felt like 83 mph! Wheeeee!
On a whim and in need of some financial padding, I listed Hoot for sale and a fellow from North Carolina called and wanted to come and pick her up within 24 hours of my listing. He had been looking high and low for a 2011 and missed the one he sold, so was willing and ready to make the nine hour drive.
With a heavy heart, but glad she was going to someone who would love and appreciate her, I let her go. I have to say I have been sad since, but you do what you have to do.
I know that I have a thing for little 49cc scooters and I also know that one day I will have another Met, or Ruckus, or maybe even another little Yammie C3.
For some she is the "ugly duckling" of the scooter world.
For me, she was my little scooter that truly was a "hoot" to ride!
Friday, August 15, 2014
Joy! Joy! New Scoot + Pics!
And I LOVE it!
Merge the Buddy's fit and fun with the smooth fuel-injected quietness of the little C3 and you get the Honda Elite 110!
It has turned out to be my "perfect scooter"!
Anyway, thanks to the wonderful folks at Honda of Florence Kentucky I was able to get the scooter home to Ohio. Not only did they transport it, but they gave it a thorough check over once I rode it to the shop from the seller's house. They even put a "pigtail" on it for me to use on the battery tender.
This is one awesome dealership and I am now a loyal customer!
Anyway, once I got it home I went over it and wound up adding some fresh oil, fresh coolant, and adding Seafoam (ta da!) to a fresh tank of premium gasoline.
Then I rode it and encountered bunches of people who stopped me and wanted to know all about the scooter! This has never happened to me before.
I got many compliments and one older gentleman is now going to try to find one for himself because he says he'd like to "ride it to coffee" at the local McDonald's in the morning!
I rode it to the Autozone to get some oil and coolant and the guy came out and admired it and asked a bazillion questions and then went inside with me and spent about 20 minutes helping me pick out "just the right oil and coolant" according to Honda's standards. It was amazing!
I even had a guy on a motorcycle trail me and stopped me and wanted to know what kind of scooter it was and said it was a beautiful bike!
I'm not kidding, guys! It was fun but actually kind of weird, ya know?
After I came home for supper I took it out for a little late night spin around 11pm. Just wanted to ride it again so desperately.
I haven't felt this way about a scooter since I got my very first Ruckus in 2006!
It is THAT exciting to me!
Sunday update: took it on a 30 mile ride on some local back roads, ending in it's first trip to the grocery store...
Under seat storage full of groceries, basket brimming over, little green tote bag hanging on the front hook with more goodies!
Ride report to follow soon...
Thursday, August 14, 2014
Bye Bye Buddy!
The Psycho has gone to live in Texas!
How fitting for a lean, mean scooting machine to roam the back roads of the wild, wild west!
The buyer actually drove to Ohio to pick her up last Friday. She was piloting a big, lean, mean, BLACK pick-up truck and the Psycho seemed right at home perched up in the back.
Everybody was smiling, including me, because now I had my money to go and get my new BIGGER scooter...TOMORROW!
Yes, tomorrow!
Little "Hoot" is getting a new stable mate! And she is fuel-injected too!
And she's RED!
And she's a HONDA!
Thursday, June 26, 2014
Genuine Hooligan 170i Scooter Review
Ok, so I got down to my local scooter shop, Metro Scooter, and took a new Genuine Hooligan 170i out for a joy ride!
Sitting side-by-side with a Buddy 125 it is not that much bigger. I would not call it a "maxi scoot" by any means. It did not seem taller either. The floorboard is a bit wider-about the width of a Honda Elite 110 floorboard, but more generous fore and aft.
This really handy dandy black cargo net stretches over the floorboard, connecting to tabs on the side, which is really cool for hauling home pizzas, birdseed, or whatnot!
There are niches in the front of the floorboard that are nice for placing and resting your feet in a forward position.
Now I ride my Psycho with a low-profile seat and I figured I'd barely be able to reach the ground on the Hooligan while seated. Not so!
With my 29 inch inseam I was comfortably resting on the balls of my feet while at a stop.
I don't know if the Hooligan will take a low-profile seat, but it would be awesome if it did.Just a tad bit more foot on the ground would be nice for shorties.
The same comfortable ergonomic "reach" that I experience on my Buddy was there on the Hooligan too. Also the nice rubber grips that feel perfect on the hands were there.
The Hooligan mirrors are similar to the C3 mirrors-more of a flat, oval shape which offer a nice wide view to the rear.
It also has a little storage cubby under the handlebars like the Buddy but not as big. The under seat pet carrier is significantly bigger/longer than the Buddy, which is a plus. I did not see a 12v outlet, as on the Buddy.
The gas cap is mounted on the left of the cubby hole and the gas goes in and flows down into the under-floorboard gas tank, which is unique. There is a photo of this on the Scooter File review. It's ok with me as I like having the gas tank under the floorboard for increased center-of-gravity balance.
Now for the ride: fast off the line! 15 ponies is the claim and they are running wild, let me tell you! So here I am, blazing along, and I look down and could not find the speedometer!
Turns out it is digital and it is positioned to the right side and a tachometer is a big round dial to the left side of the dashboard.
Ok, but I would prefer just a regular dial speedometer as the digital one was harder to see in the bright sunlight. But I could live with it.
Going at about 50mph the scoot felt SOLID thanks to the bigger 12 inch, wider tires (Hooligan front: 120/70, rear: 130/70) and the slightly longer wheelbase than the Buddy. (Buddy WB: 47.6", Hooligan WB: 50.6")
These are my main interests in this scooter over the Buddy 125 Psycho, not to mention the 170cc fuel injected engine and the double disk brakes and enhanced double rear suspension.
All this makes for a solid, easy handling high speed ride that does not feel twitchy or unstable. And it is a smooth ride due to the double suspension and fatter tires! Not a bit of road bump or roughness.
This only lends to more comfort for longer distance riders.
As far as maneuvering it at slow speed I did not notice much difference between it and the Buddy. It does not seem to have much of a bigger turn radius. The handling felt intuitive and easy.
The look of the scoot was cool, stealth, curved with a little angle, and compact. I liked it!
I probably would go for the Army matte green if I got one because I like the "nature motif" in the color scheme, but it was sharp in matte black too.
Here it is in Army Matte Green:
(Photo courtesy of Scooter File.)
Would I like this scooter at some point down the road? I think so. It is going to be more versatile due to it's faster capabilities, small enough to grocery hop, offers a bit more storage, more stable ride, and is fuel injected.
An awesome joy rider, commuter, or even tourer. In fact, I think it might be the perfect scooter for me!
Approximate cost is $3800 OTD. No accessory information is available at this time from Genuine, according to my local dealer.
Thanks to Seth at Metro Scooter for letting me to test ride this awesome scoot!
It is one cool machine!
Read more about the Hooligan 170i:
www.motorscooterguide.net/Genuine/Hooligan
www.scooterfile.com/scooter-reviews
http://www.metroscooter.com/
Sunday, June 15, 2014
Classic Car Rally Scoot
So after I left the School House Restaurant in Camp Dennison I scooted down SR 126 into the village of Old Milford and got on Rt 50 heading east.
I turned right at the traffic light at Rt 131 and rode over to the River's Edge commercial area.
Here there is a popular steak and burger joint that was hosting a classic car rally. They seem to have a lot of motorcycle related events and motorcycles were everywhere!
(This photo is the property of Quaker Steak and Lube restaurants.)
I parked my Yamaha C3 among the Harleys and got off to explore the expositions...
Here was an old hearse that caught my eye...
There were many beautiful cars, some antiques, some customized, showing their stuff...
So many! I took some photos of some of my favorites...
Not sure why this "kid" was posed inside the engine compartment. The sign revealed no clue and there was no one around to ask. I thought it was creepy, yet sort of cool...
I love old trucks! Here's one that brings the Schlitz right to your door...
Grandpa must have lost his choppers while working on this engine...
A flaming hot Lincoln...
A '55 Chevy! The first car I ever rode in as an infant coming home from the hospital...
A "mini me" version is hitching a ride on the rear ledge...how cute!
Beautiful custom paint jobs that sparkled in the sun! Love that lime green...
Some Schwinn banana seat classic bicycles got in on the show...
The sun was beating down intensely and "Hoot" was calling my name from the "Hog Pen", so I saddled up and rode toward home...
It was a pretty nice rally, complete with music and food. I really enjoyed myself!
I did not get a tee shirt because they only took cash, and I had none on me as has become my habit. Oh well, maybe next time!
Sunday, June 8, 2014
Camp Dennison Civil War Scoot
Yesterday was a beautiful day with mild temps, low humidity, and plenty of sunshine. So I set off on an afternoon of riding the C3, with no particular destination in mind.
I started my ride by slowly scooting down some winding back road twisties along a little creek about 3 miles from "the cottage-by-the-mall". This country lane is all but hidden from the darting eyes of frantic car drivers and manic moto mongrels who are always in a hurry as they traverse the landscape.
I never knew it was here myself until I became a slow scooter rider.
This is the main road down into the valley where I then traveled a back road into Milford:
Here along this creek bed I came upon a doe, who stood quietly on the side of the road and watched me glide by as I hit the kill switch on the bike and immersed myself in silence tinged by the sweet rush of the stream and birdsong:
I was not able to capture a photo of the doe as she turned and bounded off into the woods before I could pull out my camera. Such a beauty!
Not my pic, but I felt she deserved a tribute!
I then rode along on a main lower valley road after this which eventually led me into the village of Milford.
Here I stopped in a little Catholic cemetery to rest in the shade:
I rode around for a while in the old part of the village and then headed out SR 126 to seek out a popular small grocery that sits beside the Little Miami Bike trail.
Here I stopped to grab a bite to eat and to explore some of the new historical signage that they have added alongside the bike trail.
I parked the scoot near the picnic tables and went inside and came out with a mett and a Pomegranate-Berry Vitamin water and some peanut butter Ritz bits:
After a snack I headed a few miles down the road to the The School House Restaurant at Camp Dennison. The greenery in front of the restaurant was pretty overgrown, so I took some photos from the sides and back of the building:
The restaurant is actually the original two room school house from 1863 that served the children of Camp Dennison through 1952. More history and details about the school house and restaurant owners, the Millers, can be found on their website listed below.
Camp Dennison was a Union Civil War camp that bordered the rail road line that ran alongside the Little Miami River. This same rail path is now the Little Miami Bike rail trail.
Here at the Camp 1000s of Union and Confederate soldiers were stationed and Morgan's raiders invaded Ohio along the nearby rail tracks. Interestingly, President Lincoln's campaign train also traveled these same rail tracks at one time. It is one of the few designated Civil War sites in the state of Ohio.
There are lots of historical markers near here in a little Civil War memorial park and more historical detail can be found in the links below:
Here is the Waldschmidt House which served as the headquarters for Camp Commander:
I tried to capture the details of the school house signage, but it did not come out very well. You can see the photo of the school house as it looked in 1863, however:
In back of the school house sits a little general store. Next to this is a little area where geese, ducks, and frisky goats usually are romping about. Today there were no goats and only one lone goose:
Now I am wondering where my beloved goats are and there was no one around to ask, unfortunately, as the restaurant did not open until 4. I hope they return soon!
Some rustic art around the general store entrance:
I turned and saw a baby bunny!
She was hopping right beside the front entrance:
The restaurant serves up all their food "family style", meaning you sit at a table with a big "lazy susan" turn pad and they bring in your main course of fried chicken or country fried steak or whatever and then everyone at the table gets the same sides.
Usually these are mashed potatoes, gravy, yams, green beans, kernel corn, homemade cole slaw, tossed salad (with awesome house dressing!), and homemade dinner rolls.
The day's menu is drawn up on the school room black board and you are seated in the classroom while you eat!
The food is fabulous and a carry out bag lasts several days if you need to stop and go while on the run rather than dine in.
Their pies and cakes are extra special Nummy!
The restaurant is where I usually park when I bring my bike to the Little Miami Bike Trail as it runs behind the restaurant. At some point soon I will do a blog entry about the bike trail, which runs over 70 miles north from Milford.
After I left The School House Restaurant I scooted homeward and ended up at a classic car rally on the way. I will post pics and do a sequel blog on that whole experience and call it "part 2".
Related Links:
http://www.theschoolhousecincinnati.com
http://littlemiamibiketrail.com/">http://littlemiamibiketrail.com
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Camp_Dennison
http://www.ohiohistorycentral.org/w/Welcome_To_Ohio_History_Central
http://www.cleveland.com/travel/index.ssf/2013/07/ohios_new_john_hunt_morgan_her.html
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ohio_in_the_American_Civil_War
I started my ride by slowly scooting down some winding back road twisties along a little creek about 3 miles from "the cottage-by-the-mall". This country lane is all but hidden from the darting eyes of frantic car drivers and manic moto mongrels who are always in a hurry as they traverse the landscape.
I never knew it was here myself until I became a slow scooter rider.
This is the main road down into the valley where I then traveled a back road into Milford:
Here along this creek bed I came upon a doe, who stood quietly on the side of the road and watched me glide by as I hit the kill switch on the bike and immersed myself in silence tinged by the sweet rush of the stream and birdsong:
I was not able to capture a photo of the doe as she turned and bounded off into the woods before I could pull out my camera. Such a beauty!
Not my pic, but I felt she deserved a tribute!
I then rode along on a main lower valley road after this which eventually led me into the village of Milford.
Here I stopped in a little Catholic cemetery to rest in the shade:
I rode around for a while in the old part of the village and then headed out SR 126 to seek out a popular small grocery that sits beside the Little Miami Bike trail.
Here I stopped to grab a bite to eat and to explore some of the new historical signage that they have added alongside the bike trail.
I parked the scoot near the picnic tables and went inside and came out with a mett and a Pomegranate-Berry Vitamin water and some peanut butter Ritz bits:
After a snack I headed a few miles down the road to the The School House Restaurant at Camp Dennison. The greenery in front of the restaurant was pretty overgrown, so I took some photos from the sides and back of the building:
The restaurant is actually the original two room school house from 1863 that served the children of Camp Dennison through 1952. More history and details about the school house and restaurant owners, the Millers, can be found on their website listed below.
Camp Dennison was a Union Civil War camp that bordered the rail road line that ran alongside the Little Miami River. This same rail path is now the Little Miami Bike rail trail.
Here at the Camp 1000s of Union and Confederate soldiers were stationed and Morgan's raiders invaded Ohio along the nearby rail tracks. Interestingly, President Lincoln's campaign train also traveled these same rail tracks at one time. It is one of the few designated Civil War sites in the state of Ohio.
There are lots of historical markers near here in a little Civil War memorial park and more historical detail can be found in the links below:
Here is the Waldschmidt House which served as the headquarters for Camp Commander:
I tried to capture the details of the school house signage, but it did not come out very well. You can see the photo of the school house as it looked in 1863, however:
In back of the school house sits a little general store. Next to this is a little area where geese, ducks, and frisky goats usually are romping about. Today there were no goats and only one lone goose:
Now I am wondering where my beloved goats are and there was no one around to ask, unfortunately, as the restaurant did not open until 4. I hope they return soon!
Some rustic art around the general store entrance:
I turned and saw a baby bunny!
She was hopping right beside the front entrance:
The restaurant serves up all their food "family style", meaning you sit at a table with a big "lazy susan" turn pad and they bring in your main course of fried chicken or country fried steak or whatever and then everyone at the table gets the same sides.
Usually these are mashed potatoes, gravy, yams, green beans, kernel corn, homemade cole slaw, tossed salad (with awesome house dressing!), and homemade dinner rolls.
The day's menu is drawn up on the school room black board and you are seated in the classroom while you eat!
The food is fabulous and a carry out bag lasts several days if you need to stop and go while on the run rather than dine in.
Their pies and cakes are extra special Nummy!
The restaurant is where I usually park when I bring my bike to the Little Miami Bike Trail as it runs behind the restaurant. At some point soon I will do a blog entry about the bike trail, which runs over 70 miles north from Milford.
After I left The School House Restaurant I scooted homeward and ended up at a classic car rally on the way. I will post pics and do a sequel blog on that whole experience and call it "part 2".
Related Links:
http://www.theschoolhousecincinnati.com
http://littlemiamibiketrail.com/">http://littlemiamibiketrail.com
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Camp_Dennison
http://www.ohiohistorycentral.org/w/Welcome_To_Ohio_History_Central
http://www.cleveland.com/travel/index.ssf/2013/07/ohios_new_john_hunt_morgan_her.html
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ohio_in_the_American_Civil_War
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