My two wheel addiction began pretty much as soon as I realized that every ride was an adventure. Even the same route could be made a little different by going faster, picking a new line in a corner or going out with a different riding partner.
The early days were spent either launching ourselves off skate ramps, building dirt jumps or tormenting the neighbors on our YZ 80's. The endless summer days we spent in the suburbs of Atlanta cemented my love affair with anything on two wheels.
Fast forward 30 years and not much has changed. I still continue to spend countless hours on some form of two wheels whether training for long distance mountain bike races, commuting to work or ripping thru canyons on my Daytona.