Yesterday morning I was riding to work along the four lane freeway. It was still early and not a lot of traffic. The sun was on its way to the sky and it was still pretty dark. Suddenly I noticed this wonderful aroma of roasting coffee. I know of a specialty coffee store a few miles from there. Was the smell travelling that far? Is there a new coffee business somewhere around that point I have yet to find?
Maybe I’ll find out someday. No matter…I will always have that memory and it sure made the ride to work more pleasant.
These aromas are one of the things I like about riding my motorcycle. In a closed vehicle you never get to smell most of the world. The windows are rolled up and the air conditioner is busy filtering away the good smell. A few years ago near San Francisco I caught wind of a most fragrant smell crossing the highway. I had passed that point many times but never caught the whiff until that day. As luck would have it, I turned off the highway toward my destination in South San Francisco. I was riding through an industrial area and there it was again. It was coming from a candle factory. This was a place where they make the nice-smelling candles you find in a Hallmark Store.
The smell isn’t always so good; we do have to accept the occasional driver with a cigar and his window open. Cigars do smell fine to the smoker. But there are few that smell nice to anyone else. To the rest of us, it is just another form of air pollution. Ya gotta take the bad with the good.
The smells just keep coming. It might be the redwood trees one day. The next day it might be someone barbecuing in their yard. I rode by miles of almonds in bloom once near Fresno – Wow! Riding down city streets there are restaurants on most blocks and each one has its signature spices to inhale. I guess there are pollutants too but we try to forget about that.
The smells of life are a big reason I ride. When people ask me why, that reason is one of my biggies. What about you?