I was hoping to figure out a way to go for a MC ride before I ever left, but was not sure that I wanted to endanger Donna by taking her on a ride in a country where they drive on a the wrong side of the road and I was unfamiliar and unpracticed with riding for almost a year. I also could not intentionally part from my wife after not seeing her for so long and only having a short time together. As it turned out I was a day late getting to Australia, which meant I would have one day longer at the end, in turn I was by myself for my last day, so I decided I could brave going it alone and went for the ride anyway.
Here's a picture of me visiting "The 3 Sisters" in the Blue Mountains.