The first tours I did close to 50 years ago (3-speeds, stuff tied on with twine...) as opposed to what I did a few weeks ago (stayed in hotels on a bike I could only have dreamed about) may look different and require different terminology, but the joy and the freedom remain unchanged.
Other things that never change are the incredibly intense memories, fascinating encounters and continual bewilderment that so few people ever enjoy this amazing yet simple possibility.
If you have a few days and the weather doesn't look so terrible, then just get out. You'll never have perfect equipment, but pretty good equipment is adequate. As long as my body holds out, I'll be out there.