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The Unexpected Joy of Motorcycle Riding

I may have to add an asterisk to the saying that buying things can't make you happy. I bought a motorcycle, and I'll be damned if it hasn't made me one percent happier than I used to be. Then again, we all know that spending money on experiences can make you happy. A motorcycle isn't just a vehicle to move you from place to place-- it's an experience every time you ride it.

My brother has loved motorcycles for as long as I can remember. So has my uncle. But despite "the disease" obviously mixed up in my blood, I never really thought twice about riding a motorcycle. It was sort of like stamp collecting to me-- something other people do, and obviously derive some sort of pleasure from, but I hadn't given it more than a passing thought.

Last December, for some reason or another, I thought that it would be novel for all of my vehicle registrations, inspections, licenses, etc. to be legal and up to date. I drove my RV back to Texas to renew the registration and get inspected, made sure the insurance was current, and paid off old tickets. The only remaining infraction I was guilty of was driving my folding scooter without a motorcycle license, which is required in California.

My Dream

On Steven Dowd

In this post I'm going to go into more detail of what I am trying to achieve.

I want to see the world by motorcycle, documenting and reporting what I find every step of the way. I hesitate to plan out too much, because I risk seeing only what I think I will find or what I want to see. As I don't have much experience riding motorcycles, I think it would be wise to limit myself to the United States until such time as I feel confident enough in my riding abilities that they become second nature. This prospect is perfectly fine with me, as I really haven't seen much of my home country. I can't imagine that I would run out of places to see or people to meet even if I contained myself in the US for five or ten years. With skills built and confidence gained, I would then like to explore Canada on my way to reaching Alaska. With that accomplished I would go south to Mexico, through Central America, with that leg of the journey culminating on the lowest point of South America. Europe, Asia, and Africa seem to be the obvious choice after that, but I will cross that sea when I come to it.

I imagine I will be camping for much of the trip. It will keep costs down and allow me to spend time in places with great natural beauty. I have yet to try it, but Couchsurfing seems to be a great program that serves the dual purpose of putting a roof over your head and introducing you to friendly locals. My only worry about it at this point is how far in advance you would need to notify the hosts, as the unplanned nature of this venture would limit my ability to do that to only a day or so. Nevertheless, I intend to use it as much as possible. Hostels and other cheap lodgings will probably be used sparingly, but I'm sure there will be times when I will feel like shelling out the money for a bed.

To record and share this journey I intend to write about all of my experiences, take extensive photographs, and experiment with video and sound recording where appropriate. I find this a point of great excitement because although I've had some interest in all of these fields for most of my life, I have never found a project to make me dedicate the majority of my time to them.

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