Scooterdude

Scooterdude, who normally plies the air currents around the Hancock with his sail-equipped scooter, goes over to Castle Island with his new sail, only to run into

Most people, when a fast-moving rain line comes racing right at you, would seek shelter. But where's the challenge in that?

Scooterdude, the guy you see sailing around Copley Square with his plastic sail, was out yesterday enjoying a ride (yes, in the rain), when a family got out of a car and walked to the center of the park with a flag and then stood there:

... I approached them and asked about the flag and their purpose.

They explained that it was the flag of Iran and that they were there to continue a witness to the ordeal the Iranian people are currently suffering in their homeland.

I couldn't help but admire their solitary witness, their commitment and resolution that, despite this dismal day of wind and wetness, they came out to stand for their people and for the democratic principles that all of us share. ...

Scooterdude, the guy you see floating around Copley Square on a scooter powered by wind filling his plastic-bag sail, reports on conditions during a ride yesterday evening:

... The physical pressure of the strong winds combined with the visual of red lights flashing and the audio of the horns [from passing firetrucks] made for the perfect effect that everything had been choreographed and timed. I wasn't prepared for all of it at once nor could I seize the chance at what might have been the greatest 'surf' yet!

I was only able to grab hold of the wind-scooter and hold on tight so we both wouldn't be toppled over and capsize.

He's the guy you see sailing around Copley Square on a skateboard with a plastic sail. He reports on his excursion late Saturday night:

I found it strange that there were more than the usual number of detractors and disbelievers, the ones who only have comments like, "Try getting a better sail! Ha!" or, "As if that's going to work, you idiot! You suck!"

I have a hard time understanding people who can so freely and readily speak out of ignorance. Why can't these few insecure and fear-driven people even consider that, after all these years I've been succeeding in this and found it a perfect delight and joy, that any objection or problem they may suggest I've already dealt with and moved on? ...