Today, just like many days when I get the chance, I walked out of my house with all my gear gear on. Big textile adventure pants, my big adventure jacket, my adventure boots and adventure gloves, my modular helmet with the drop down sunshade and fog protector. I felt like an astronaut. I climbed aboard my gigantic, top heavy adventure machine then had the missus climb aboard on back. With her on it, I have to set the suspension into the "two up mode" which makes the bike even taller and more top heavy than it already is. We slowly hoist away and fight through the near-rush-hour traffic of Phoenix to get to the outskirts, the highways where I rode around for a short bit before realizing I was just uncomfortable. Behind the big windscreen, behind all the farkles and astronaut gear... It was then that I realized I felt more protected and enclosed than I do in my car. I've always been a huge advocate of ATGATT and have thousands of dollars worth of gear- boots, jackets, gloves, pants, helmets. I began to think about how, "I guess this makes me an adventurer?" and realized that due to a heavy work schedule and other things needing done during my off time that I don't always (never) have time to just take off across the country with the wind in my h-... Farkles. I realized most of my "adventure" rides are around the state or within a one state distance (which is some of my favorite riding anyways). My favorite "adventure" rides are out to Wickenburg, Cave Creek, Apache Junction, Sedona, Jerome, Flagstaff, places within a couple of hours of Phoenix. Don't get me wrong. I think my bike is a brilliant one and I love it with all my heart. I take the utmost care of it and pamper it like a baby born to a royal family. Even so I wonder, is it the bike for me? Or even, for the missus who dreads the "ordeal" of taking a little ride. I like all bikes, I think they are all brilliant in some way, for some one. I began to wonder though, is this the right bike for me? For right now? Not long ago I took a ride on a Harley Davidson Fat Bob. I wore my full face helmet (WILL ALWAYS WEAR A HELMET), a T-shirt, some Jeans and my tennis shoes. It felt amazing. It felt like what I felt back when I was a kid and began loving motorcycles. I could actually feel the wind and see the road around me. I felt... Free. I'm sure if I fell on the asphalt, I would feel a lot of other things to, very close to sandpaper and fire, but is the risk worth it? I would LOVE to be able to ride every single piece of beautiful road this marvelously picturesque world we live in has to offer, but until then, until I have the chance and can afford it, shouldn't I have something more suited to my lifestyle to enjoy more often? Besides, if- or rather, when I visit Europe at some point I'll just end up renting a bike over there to avoid all the troubles of shipping anyways. Same goes for any other country I visit. Is all this wrong? Am I crazy? Is this normal? I'm trying to make sense of it in my brain.