I've been thinking about this thread for awhile, and I don't know if I truly have any rides I would call nostalgic. My first rides were around the neighborhood on my stingray in central California. The roads there were bordered by almond orchards most of the way to school. I have looked at the area that I lived at on Google earth, and it looks very much the same, except the city is much closer now. If, I had the chance to ride those road again, I'm not sure that I would. Back in the day it was a big ride, now, there is really nothing that would draw me to it.

When we moved to Oregon the roads were, and still are lined with grass seed fields. My favorite ride was to a decommissioned WWII military base. The foundations, big empty roads, and a few remaining structures intrigued my young mind at the time. I still go and ride there now and again. The place still has intrigue for me, but now it is more from a historical view point. So, if that were to count as a nostalgic ride, then that would be as close as I get.