What is it about going on a long, multi-day tour that makes us want to keep going back? For me, I see daily life as doing what you need to do to survive, we work, we go about doing our chores, or running around doing what others expect of us for various reasons, and all the while, deep inside, we feel like something isn't being satisfied. Like a tiny hunger that won't go away. Money doesn't fix it, love doesn't even fix it. But when I get on the road and know that I have several days of free adventure and exploration, just me, nothing expected of me. I don't need to be anywhere, do anything I don't want to do. It is 100% free time, just for me to go wherever I want, drift wherever the wind blows me, and survive on only what I can carry. That is when that tiny hunger feels fulfilled. Satisfied. I am at true inner peace with myself and my life. A feeling of euphoria sometimes wells up from deep within while on the road on such a trip and I find myself grinning like an idiot while screaming down the road. Good thing that helmet is on and nobody can see what's really going on there or they might commit me!