There's about a one in four chance of a cyclist in Metung being me. All the other residents are fat, cram themselves into four wheel drives and try and run-over me and the other three cyclists for fun.
I do remember you. Yellow Ortleib panniers and a black bike, I think.
From (what serves as) memory you were undecided about riding beyond Sydney.
How did the trip go?
Where did you get to?