Ideally, I'd have places all around the US, each with its specialty motorcycle for the area. I'd just float from town to town on a fully-rigged touring bike, suit up for the dirt or the road or the strip, jump on something with character, and jam my brains into the Nirvana of two-wheeled travel. I'd also be perpetually 19 in body but not soul. Oh wait, that's my idea of Heaven!
Otherwise, I'd like a little ranch outside Buena Vista, CO on the Arkansas river and a getaway cabin out near Tincup. Raise free-ranging chickens, have a banty rooster or two, sit in a rocking chair and play my guitar to the sounds of river and breeze in the willows. Build a greenhouse for raising veggies. Live off chicken, eggs, and trout. Get me a grizzly bear pet . . . naw, that's already been done

Okay, no grizzly bear pet.
Meanwhile, this place is good. Too many neighbors though and bit too steep, no water nearby. Wildfires in the summer, bummer. Occasional blizzards, other strange weather like flash floods. Lots of sunshine though, and critters roaming around. Chickadees, woodpeckers, mourning doves, ravens, red-tailed hawks, stellar jays. Deer, raccoon, fox, black bear, puma, squirrel (two kinds) and chipmunk. Pine, spruce, fir, aspen. Wildflowers when it's wet enough. This will do.