For me it has changed.
Before I lived here, it was just getting the heck out of Illinois and into the UP. We rode in everything from pristine/empty trails to near whiteouts to -15 (during the day) to 37 and rain. The conditions did not matter so much as did just getting away.
Then I moved up here and loved just getting out. Had my first off trail experience about midday through that first season of living up here and was hooked instantly. The exploring new things and challenge of trying to get a shorty through the untracked snow was so much more fun for me than the trails (which I had already gotten pretty used to).
As the tracks got longer and abilities increased, so did the challenges and desire for deep snow. Making first tracks is deep snow became an obsession and lasted for many years.
Fast forward to 2009-2011...Two open heart surgeries, a couple of "regular" open heart surgeries and my mind still wanted to "go big/go deep", but my body just could not keep up. I did it, but it became less and less fun.
So the riding became almost frustrating at times. Tried to have fun and still did at times, but also got so worn out all I wanted to do was go home and cry to my mommy. Well, maybe not cry to my mommy, but go home and crash as well as sulk.
Slowly after the course of the past few years, I (more properly my ego) have been able to grow comfortable with the idea that I am no longer physically capable of doing the things I used to and still wanted to. I was never and will never be a top notch, technical boondocker. It now has become two fold. First and foremost, to be with good friends. The camaraderie is paramount. Secondly would be to explore. While I would love to push the limits and hit all the technical stuff, I know that I just cannot handle that for very long. A technical hill climb or two is fine, but a couple of digouts and you can stick a fork in me. So now it is just getting out and seeing new things. My desire to even go and ride trails in other areas I have never been before is gaining in interest to me.
I am still way more interested in getting off trail, but in a more laid back way. Logging roads, some technical, but not overly strenuous stuff is fine too, but give me good friends, some new things to see and I am in my glory.
In the future, I see getting out with Grace and showing her the ropes as best I can, then a few years later, her showing me how it's done those days.
I suppose mostly trail riding will eventually take over and I am fine with that, as long as they can become safer somehow. I don't ever see me getting out of the sport. Maybe a sled shaped ash box for my remains!
-John