I have friends who live all over the US, over the years nearly all of them have tried to get me to move to where they live. I just can’t do it. I don’t care how awesome New York is, or how good the beer is in Portland, I’m not moving from my motorcycling paradise.
Days like yesterday are why. It’s December and officially winter, yet it was sunny and if not warm it was very nice out, probably close to twenty degrees. (high 60’s if your local) I really wanted to have my old long way home, but even with traffic (which was lighter with the upcoming holiday) my ride home was glorious. For me it takes good weather to really enjoy riding. I enjoy it in all sorts of weather, but to have those moments of motorcycle bliss where I’m just completely in the moment and can’t imagine being happier. Those moments take a combination of good weather and roads and scenic beauty.
I live too much for motorcycling to want to move to those wonderful places, but actually have seasons. I prefer to live in my little part of the world, where even in December I can have a perfect day for riding. I’m not willing to risk living in the snow and miss out on having more of them.