My dream place... In the great country of Texas of courseMaybe around the San Antonio area or Austin. Not city though, out in the hills. Pref on a lake with a ski boat parked and enough wakeboards and gas to keep me busy all summer.
My dream place... In the great country of Texas of courseMaybe around the San Antonio area or Austin. Not city though, out in the hills. Pref on a lake with a ski boat parked and enough wakeboards and gas to keep me busy all summer.
Back to home, England. Lancashire would be my first choice (although not necessarily where I was born, Swinton). Yorkshire for a second choice.
But England.
East Hill
Born and raised in Vermont, all I want is to live some place where winter means 65 at its coldest. Some place with a beach close by and amazing snorkling (my absolute favorite thing to do.). I'd never tire of it. A place to ride would be an added plus but if I had to choose between clear warm waters with reefs below and cycling, I'd take the water in a heart beat.
Hear, hear! I was talking motorcycles with the captain of our scuba boat one time in Key West (he had a Ducati tattoo), I asked him how he could live in such a small place without having his bike and endless miles of roads to ride anymore...he pondered the question for a moment and turned his gaze to the ocean, he swept his arm towards the sea and just looked at me and smiled.
Electra Townie 7D
That makes sooo much sense to me. Growing up landlocked, when I first moved to the Jersey shore my nose wrinkled at the salt smell that hangs thick in the air on campus when it's misty. Give me the down home smell of manure. Now, 22 years later, I couldn't imagine living away from the water. We have a sailboat that we keep in Maine at the family summer place and between that and the shoreline here all year, I've become a beach girl. It's true the beauty of the green mountains or the fire red of the leaves in the fall, still takes my breath away but so does the bright afternoon sunshine dancing off the water, the sound of the waves and yes ladies, I've been known to lose my breath catching a glimpse of tan broad shoulders strolling here and there along the boardwalk on a lazy summer day. (Why do you think I wear those cool riding sunglasses?)
Riding along ocean avenue is still my favorite place to ride. Windy as all get out half the time but car width shoulders (on the road!!) in both directions, flat and tracing the waters edge for miles makes it irresistable. Scores of roadies of all types, skill levels, sizes, and outfits joining me.
If only the ocean was WARM!and clean.. I'd settle for clean!! LOL
T.