Well I'm in a bit of a writing mood, I hope I don't bore you to death. Lets go.

How often do you get a "year off" to do whatever you want?
It came about slightly unexpectedly; I didn't do too well studying engineering at University last year and was put on one year academic leave. I get a year to do whatever I want, I don't think another opportunity like this will ever come up again.
I went for an interview with my student advisor to discuss my options. My first setback. I had none. I couldn't help but get distracted by one thought, "BIKE TRIP!", I sat there happily nodding my head and smiling, the advisor was a little apprehended by my enthusiasm for getting suspended, but I was in my own little world already examining all the possibilities for the year ahead. I walked out of the room without a question. Sad? No. Excited? YES. I rode home with a huge grin on my face, this year was full of potential.
I didn't know it then, but I wanted to do something big.
I looked into my bank account, $0.91. Shit, my second setback. Immediately I started working my arse off. I worked in a bar as a bartender, the hours left me nocturnal 4 to 5 nights a week. I set out to be the best bartender I could be, studying my workmates, learning new cocktails, increasing efficiency and developing my 'people skills', all in all earning more and more money as I got more experience. The harder I worked, the more money I earned. If I came home feeling exhausted, I had done my job well. As much as my parents hated this lifestyle, out late every night, I realised that every extra hour I worked would mean I could spend an extra day on the road.
As the money poured in, I spent all my hours during the day researching and doing my best to make the trip run as smoothly as possible. A budget was set, and now everything is coming together like clockwork. I joked around the idea of cycling around Australia before I left school. Its now actually going to happen. I can't really believe it.
Now, I'm having pre-trip anxiety, setback #3. Just when you think you're ready to leave, you begin to miss everything you already have, how good you have it, awesome friends, family, work, routine, life. I then tell myself that this is a once in a lifetime opportunity, if I don't go I know I'd be kicking myself for years to come.
(I'm going to miss Stacey too! )The decision is set, I'm going, but not without another setback. I'm sick. Its this time of the year, its getting colder, riding at night... working nights. None of it helps. Had a cough, and now I've developed a sore throat with a bit of a cold. Been pounding Omega 3, Garlic and Multivitamin tables. I've been gargling anything I can to help it, cayenne pepper, salt, lemon, apple cider vinegar. I'm desperate! I may have to go to the doctor tomorrow if it doesn't get any better.
Anyway, hopefully I get over it quickly. I look forward to the trip ahead of me. May it bring good times along with the bad. I'm excited.
Heres how the bike is looking in its current state... still a little more work to do. She still doesn't have a name yet.


Just need to swap over some clipless pedals, chuck on the rear rack and give her a final tune up. She's nearly ready to go!