Originally Posted by DanDiver
To me, it's definitely the journey, not the destination...
And yet you keep stopping at all these intermediate "destinations".
Seriously, it all depends on what you want to do. I've done many flower-sniffing rides and enjoyed all of them. I've also done literally dozens of thousand-mile days, and probably half a dozen 1,500-mile days.
I just wrapped up a 3-week, 10,000-mile trip on the GT. Started in SoCal, headed through Arkansas and Missouri, then on to Ohio and across to Boston, before passing through Maine on my way to upstate NY. The return trip took me across Canada and through Minnesota, before dropping down to Colorado and then across to Utah, where the low was 36°. The final leg dropped back down through Arizona and Nevada, where the high was 117° before crossing into SoCal and got me home on the 21st day. 5 of those were non-riding days, and 2 were local days of under 50 miles.
That covered 30 states, 1 Canadian province, 5 national parks, 3 relatives, 2 LD Endurance Rallies (both of which I won), and a whole pile of friends. It was a good ride.
To me, there is just something about being on the bike and moving that is almost indescribable. There might be a vague excuse for a destination, or I might be high-tailing it out to visit a customer, or family or friends (and thus avoiding TSA and all that mess). But it is there mere fact of riding, of being in motion and intimately aware of your surroundings that I find intriguing. The destination, final or even intermediate, is almost irrelevant.
You just can't replicate that anywhere else. You simply have to get out and get the miles in, in whatever manner pleases you the most.