Those of you that have been following my blog since it's inception (and when I had a blogspot called killerxkimxphotography) will know all about my Vespa, Louie. For the new-comers, you might not even know that I have a scooter unless you've looked through my flickrstream loads.
I have some exciting news! Due to my illness, I haven't been able to ride him for nearly two years but this April, I am determined to 'get back on the horse' so to speak. And partly because I'm ridiculously excited and need a count down and partly because I wanted to share these favourite photos with you- I'm going to give you a pretty sentimental recap of The Louie Story.If you'll believe it- I bought this beautiful 150cc Vespa PX from a guy on ebay. I drove a little twist n' go Vespa moped at the time, but I knew that once I turned 17 I could finally get a 'real' scooter. I had a few older Mod friends who were in Scooter Clubs and I always got the piss taken out of me for not having GEARS! The gears on a scooter are on the handlebars (not by your feet like a motorcycle) and to be honest, I was shitting myself about learning gears. haha! Anyway, I digress... I was looking on ebay just to get an approx price so I knew how much I needed to save- when this beautiful minty, bluey, beauty came up. And it was in Bristol. And it ended in 24 hours. It was nearly midnight, I think, but I rushed upstairs to my parents room and actually woke my dad up. I was in love. We went to check it out the next day and I 'gave him an offer, he couldn't refuse'- we paid cash and Louie was mine! I couldn't believe it. It was a very reasonable price as the mirrors were all rusted and the left side panel was smashed up a bit. Louie sat in the garage for two months until I turned 17 and then I started in on the task of learning gears.
I had just started sixth form (like the last two years of high school) which meant no uniforms! It also meant (for me) that guys started paying attention to me. I had an on-again-off-again boyfriend/friend at the time called Matt and we would mainly talk about scooters, music, the 'right' kind of clobber and old films and walk to the bike shed to hang out by Louie (and later, his little matte black vespa). It all felt super romantic at the time, but looking back, we were pretty geeky. haha! I joined the Weston Scooter Club that december where I meant a lot of hilarious guys and they all teased me for driving super slow. I was the only girl... what can I say. haha. It took me a while to get used to a more powerful machine, but I loved every minute of it!During that time I started shooting A LOT of film. I bought my first Holga and I was the Photography Technician at school which basically meant I had to get the darkroom all set up/cleaned up everyday. That made for a lot of very chilly mornings.
I carried my British Airways bag around with me everywhere (what's a Mod without one, eh?) and scooted around to friends houses around the countryside, but still to scared to drive into Bristol until 2008, haha!
I can't quite remember why I originally named him Louie- but, because of Quadrophenia we used to sing "Louie, Louie! ooooooh, no- I said.. We got to go! yeh yeah yehyeaaah." and it just stuck. [:
2008 is coming in part II. [: Hope I'm not boring you too much. You can see more photos of scooter/mod times in this set on flickr.