OldDuffer
Well-Known Member
So Mrs. Duffer landed her dream job. And as the major bread winner(hell just about the only) of the family she get's to call the shots. I will admit she consulted with me heavily during the process. My input was taken into full consideration. But what kind of arsehole would I be to deny her this. So I'm just gonna whine here because some of you might understand. And I don't want her to feel like she's getting anything less than my full support.
Where I live now is smack dab in the middle of Wisconsin's Kettle Moraine area. Some of you are familiar with it, others can look it up. The roads here are by no means sportbike nirvana, but they beat the crap out of where we're moving. If she had just gotten a job in the western part of the state I wouldn't be in a snit. I can roll out my driveway, turn either direction, and be on twisty stuff in less than 5 mins. I also have a half dozen loops in my head of varying lengths that fit the needs of time and attitude beautifuly.
Where we're moving to is out in the middle of marsh country. There are some decent roads out there, but not many. I'm gonna have to ride further to get to what I want. Now I know some of you live in places that have flat straight roads as far as the eye can see. But this is kinda like burning down a fat kids favorite candy store. There are gonna be some withdrawl problems.
This new job better be all she's making it out to be. It's gonna cost her a fortune in therapudic, motorcycling related purchases.
Where I live now is smack dab in the middle of Wisconsin's Kettle Moraine area. Some of you are familiar with it, others can look it up. The roads here are by no means sportbike nirvana, but they beat the crap out of where we're moving. If she had just gotten a job in the western part of the state I wouldn't be in a snit. I can roll out my driveway, turn either direction, and be on twisty stuff in less than 5 mins. I also have a half dozen loops in my head of varying lengths that fit the needs of time and attitude beautifuly.
Where we're moving to is out in the middle of marsh country. There are some decent roads out there, but not many. I'm gonna have to ride further to get to what I want. Now I know some of you live in places that have flat straight roads as far as the eye can see. But this is kinda like burning down a fat kids favorite candy store. There are gonna be some withdrawl problems.
This new job better be all she's making it out to be. It's gonna cost her a fortune in therapudic, motorcycling related purchases.