Could there possibly be a better word to describe what many (most?) motorcyclists do? I rarely have a destination in mind when I head out on a ride. I will have a vague notion of direction, and possibly even an idea or two of where I might stop for lunch, or a coffee. But for the most part I wing it. “I wonder where that road goes.” “Well, let’s find out.”
And so we discover new places, and new ways to get to old places. We chase the sun, or try to avoid threatening storms. We get lost, and found again. We meet new or old friends sharing the same journey. We add to our repository of riding experiences. And we return home knowing we had a great ride, no matter how long, or short.
Yes, it is THE perfect word.
I am with you on the coddiwompling. So you and I would be gadabouts then?
ReplyDeleteSonja, I expect we would. :)
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