Have you ever ridden past somewhere and later really regretted not stopping to look, or not taking that side turning?

I could have sworn that Sam’s Valley was in southern Canada, but I thought I ought to do a little fact checking. Oregon? Really? You’d a thought I’d get the address of my home in North America right.
Perhaps if we’d actually bothered to ride the 2 miles it would have stuck in my mind better.
Do you ever ride past places, and then later on wish you’d taken the moment?
Looks like it was a nice day though. Not too many layers on; it was mid winter. We did get some beautifully sunny days in the Okanagan area so…
This was taken in 1999 and weaves into the story in Tortillas to Totems.