On June 1, 2014 as I listened to the wail of the sirens of Fire / Rescue coming to help me, one of the thoughts that went through my mind, was that I would never ride the roads I had dreamed of riding on a motorcycle. My bike was totaled, and I came close to dying.

Some of those roads I wanted to ride, have been mentioned in this thread. The 21 days I spent in the hospital gave me time to realize that I had put it off long enough. I swore I would ride again, and that I would tour Colorado and Utah this summer, for my first tour. That will happen in June of this year, God willing.

The point of mentioning this? Don't put it off. If there is any way at all to ride the roads you dream about, do it. Life is too short.