It's really interesting to think of the responses this thread would have gotten on a completely different forum that I am on. I enjoy having multiple interests/passions and really enjoy the diversity of crowd they bring. The other forum that I am on is a guitar forum full of pro, semi-pro, non-pro, hobbyist, and wannabe guitar players (Telecaster lovers specifically).
The variance between levels of experience and skill is pretty similar to here, though I don't think the OP would have gotten even close to the same response as he did here.
I guess it's true. Motorcyclists are a rare and occasionally nomadic breed, and even when we ourselves are locked and cocked at home, we still understand that Jack Kerouac instinct.
I moved to NYC at 26 yrs old to follow music. Was living in San Diego before that. I don't regret the shift at all. I'd kind of gotten tired of that plastic-y shiftless vibe at that point, so I moved to the one place where no one stands still or has the time to BS. In the interim I toured and recorded (spent more than I made), did my undergrad and grad studies (almost done with the PhD), and finally got the **** out of the restaurant biz about 4 years ago.
Oh yeah, and got back into motorcycles and the track about 7 years ago.
Follow your heart and your dreams, man. As long as you aren't simply geographically dissociating yourself from your problems, a change of scenery and people can be the best thing sometimes.
Personally, I'm about ready for the West Coast again but a little further north. Maybe Mountain View. Maybe not. Maybe a little further south on the East Coast. Who knows.
This motorcycle is simply too goddamn fast to ride at speed in any kind of normal road traffic unless you're ready to go straight down the centerline with your nuts on fire and a silent scream in your throat. ~Hunter S. Thompson