As the time has now come for the final leg of my journey, I feel that anti climax feeling I always seem to have each time I know a trip is coming to an end. It is also the time when I start to wonder where to head next. Each trip being more daring or extravagant. Ria and i were standing beside our bikes when a couple of blokes walked our way to the German registered bikes beside us. We now know them as Peter ffrom Bavaria and Thomas from Berlin. Our initial ...

Well after a couple of weeks back at work we finally are setting off for the last leg of the trip. John and Shirl are hard back at work and this will be a solo bike tour with just Ria and me. The Tassie component. We decided to utilise the sleeping facility on the ferry so as not to lose a couple of days in travelling. This was at a cost of a $1000 bucks return. Didn't realise I was buying shares in the boat. But anyway we have a four bed cabin as it was th...

Awoke with a heavy feeling in my head. Pretty sure it had something to do with the copius amounts of alcohol forced upon us last night. The Major Mitchell rang its bell outside my window at dawn just to ensure I would get up in time. A quick breakfast and a goodbye to our hosts. Now it was time to head back the same old stretch of the Western back to Ballarat. I had fueled up the night before and was keen to have a big run direct home. John and Shirl wer...