I have always thought of motorcycle riding not as just a hobby or pastime or even as a sport but I consider it an "adventure" more than anything. This August will mark my 52nd. year as a legal rider and I am currently on my 20th motorcycle. Everybody has there reasons for indulging in the hobby ( or whatever you call it) and I believe they all are good ones. I know I hear all the time "it's the sense of freedom" or "I like the wind in my face" or countless others. For me starting out it was the only legal way of getting around when I was 14 years old without bumming rides with friends or family. When I got my first car at the age of 16, I still kept my motorcycle even though I didn't ride it as much. Over the years my tastes has changed form one form of motorcycling to another. I went through the motocross racing phase to enduros and even sport bikes. In my golden (that's a joke:joke years I have settled on large touring bikes as my go to form of expression. About 11 years ago as fulfillment of a life long bucket list item. I made a solo trip to the west coast camping all the way. It was on this trip that I came to the conclusion that the freedom that came from camping was an extension of the "motorcycle adventure". I have always told people that when you are on a motorcycle that you just don't see the scenery but you become part of it. Motorcycle camping adds even more to this experience. Rant over.
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