Anticipation can build and build sometimes, until the thing you are anticipating is almost anti-climactic once it happens. Sometimes you have too much time to set expectations, too much time to form ideas in your head that might not match reality.
And that was this trip. All through the last contract I was looking forward to a multi-month ride after the contract finished. Once we had confirmation that we had received funding for another year of work in August, I was really excited about taking off on the bike for 3-6 months while we waited for all of the funding agreements and money to land.
But then I couldn’t go on the ride. I had to spend the summer in pain with the shoulder injury and suffer through the hottest, longest summer I can remember in my 24 years of living in Oz (2013 was similarly hot, but I think this year just pipped that one – the heat certainly lasted longer at the end). The apartment I am living in was insufferable – any time temps got over 25C, it was very uncomfortable. Any time temps got over 30C, it was miserable.

Without any insulation, a large brick west wall to capture the heat and radiate it back into the house all night, and large, thin windows… it was generally only about 3 degrees cooler inside than the outside air. The air conditioner could never get the inside temp below 27C if temps were over 32C. There was no respite at night either. The temp in the house never got below 24C from November to late Feb when I left for the tour.
I was so desperate to get out of there and so desperate to salvage something of that multi-month ride. So even though my shoulder still had limited ROM and I had a fresh back injury, I just had to go ride.
And it was so good I did. It was hot the whole time I was away, and it would have been another miserable month in that apt in Albury. Check out the high temps for the days I was away below.


Ride Reflections
Riding with injuries turned out okay. It meant riding days were shorter than I wanted them to be. I was uncomfortable most of the time the first two weeks, but it did keep improving slowly as the month went on.
Needing to get the rim re-tensioned sooner than expected threw my route ideas all out of whack. I also found myself waiting out rain and public holidays which gave me more rest days than I wanted… though this was actually probably good for my back. I rode more sealed roads than I had planned which aren’t as fun or challenging. The ride was nothing like I had anticipated in all those months of imagining.
However, there were some good things. I marked off some new roads on my map. My back was feeling pretty good by the last 10 days. The doctor said 4-6 weeks for it to get better – and that was about right, even with all of the riding, which wasn’t recommended. A bit beyond two months out now, and I only get some achiness if I sit, stand or lay in one position too long.
The other really great thing was how well my body responded to the work. I felt like my muscle and fitness improved every day on the road, and my body was well up to the task if you discount the injuries. By the last 10 days, I felt really strong and like I had the touring fitness to do whatever I wanted to do. So, even though perimenopause is a bitch, my body still came to the party. It’s just a shame I felt so strong and ready to tackle big days when it was time to go home!
All of the strength training in the gym really paid off. My grip strength is exponentially better. I could muscle the bike up the super steep grades over 20 percent with much less grunt than the 2023 tour. I just need to keep it up – building lean muscle mass is just about the most important thing to focus on from this point forward to be able to keep doing fun and challenging rides. Oh my goodness, do I ever hate going to the gym, but I go, and it has paid dividends.
I also found a couple really nice, ideal campsites. I could have stayed at the Nicholson River one forever if they could helicopter in some food. The guys got some good floats. I ticked Jones Road off my list – it was sitting between a bunch of other roads I’d already ridden on my map and bugged me that it hadn’t been marked off yet.
We also got the nice surprise of some unexpected beauty on McGuinness Creek Road. And I showed myself that even though I’m getting old, I’m still comfortable being uncomfortable and love to be outside 24 hours a day. I cannot see a future where I don’t want to spend nights in my tent. I am still extremely flexible and adaptable to the crap that happens on the road. I still don’t get flustered when things don’t go to plan (annoyed for sure, but not flustered).
So here is what it looked like in the end… without the first bits of the ride from Lightning Creek to Omeo.
The Future
So what’s next? 12 months of work. My contract ends 30 April 2026. I must admit it feels nice to be back contributing my skills to society once again and having to think and figure things out.
Yes, 30 April shoots me out at a crappy time of year for bike touring, but that just forces me to head north instead of back to the mountains. I’m not sure what any of that looks like yet.
I may end up heading back to see my parents then, if I cannot manage a trip somewhere in Aug, Sept, Oct of this year (the Border Control antics in the US are making me, and everyone else, nervous).
For now, I need to find a different place to live. I’m looking around but waiting for the right thing to pop up. I need somewhere less noisy and much more thermally comfortable. House hunting makes life a bit uncertain and hard to get into any sort of routine just yet until I’m settled somewhere new.
However, I am working a 9-day fortnight in this contract. I work a bit extra each day, so I can have every other Friday off. This means there is the potential for a 3-day ride every other week. I really missed weekend rides during my last contract, so I am hoping a 9-day fortnight is the Goldilocks flexible working hours arrangement.
The weather for May to July is forecast to have above average min and max temps and below average rainfall which means I might just get in some winter weekend rides this year.

More immediately, the weather looks perfect for this weekend. I’m looking at maps…..


Hi Em,
I have loved reading your journey. I find all the pics so interesting and so different to how I see Australia in my head. But mostly I love seeing how you just deal with crap and get on with things all alone in the middle of nowhere. You don’t need a boomer role model, you just need to be you and keep blazing your own trail. Remember it’s worked for you so far. I’ll miss reading your journal but glad society has you back. You have so much talent to give.
Love
Mike
Hi Mike,
Those are very kind words, Mike, thank you. I think my personality has always been ferociously independent, but you certainly helped me become more resilient and taught me how to mentally work through really tough stuff. You know I’m forever grateful.
Love,
Em
Another epic ride, Em. I second everything Mike said above.
Good luck this coming year of contributing to society and shoehorning in rides wherever you can. I worked the 9/80 life for a while (your “9-day fortnight”) and it really helped the mental health as well as the physical.
Thanks, Kathleen. Luckily, my work would be a 9/70 with full time hours being 35 here (in my state for local gov office staff). I’ve worked full time over 4 days (way too sedentary and too tired to want to do anything after work), done full time 5 days, and also worked 4-day weeks at .8 FTE. I think the ‘9/8o’ is the best compromise that still allows me to save $$ vs working 4-day part-time (you end up working full time anyway so might as well get paid for it). My first RDO (rostered day off) is Friday.
Em
Dear Emily,
It has been such a joy to read about your trip. You are an amazing woman who can really keep calm under pressure. You conquered some really big hills this time. Keep up the rides whenever you can, keep up the healthy and dairy and gluten free diet, take up some sort of Masters games sport in your 50s or 60s and keep working or volunteering well into your 70s and you’ll be doing challenging rides right up til the end. I am very certain you’ll never get tired of tenting – it’s part of who you are. I still enjoy it and I’m well into 79 years of age now. I hope to catch up again next time you are in Denver, or come stay with us in Winter Park.
Sincerely,
Ken
Thanks so much for taking the time to comment, Ken. You are my boomer role model… I just need a single, female version of you! You are so inspiring. I think you should be the subject of a documentary… of how to take a death sentence disease into your own hands and screw up all the stats on expected survival times, etc. I hope you’ve had an awesome nordic season, and you are enjoying being back on the bike. May all of your events this summer go well.
Em
The tour may have been a little disappointing to you but, rest assured, it provided some great reading for the rest of us. The things you do for fun would scare the crap out of most people. Heck, despite the obvious rewards, I don’t think I’d enjoy such self-deprivation anymore–but I sure admire you for doing it. Thank you for the journal.
Thanks, Greg. I’m glad you enjoyed the read. It’s funny, but I don’t see any of it as self-deprivation. What I value most is getting deep enough into the bush to feel remote and not see people, and all of it is just part of what makes that happen. I know I can get a shower and a good feed once back to town – so none of it is permanent, so it doesn’t feel like I’m deprived. I really enjoy being out there and I don’t really mind be uncomfortable for periods of time (If you were homeless and none of it was a choice it would be different).
Plus, it is so important to do challenging and scary things and to get outside your comfort zone. That is what keeps you young and keeps your world from getting smaller and smaller as time goes on. A Boomer once told me that the moment you become comfortable, you start to die. You need to constantly challenge yourself.
Ken, who sometimes comments here, is of a similar opinion. And he’s 79. My parents are mid-70s and I see how tiny their world has become, and their whole goal in working life was to have a ‘comfortable’ retirement. So that’s probably not a great goal.
So I plan to keep up the hard, challenging stuff as long as I possibly can. It helps that I can be very driven when I want to be, and I’ve really figured out the nutrition side that has helped so much with my breathing and painful joints. Add in the strength training and I just have to keep all of that up!
Plus, I have not ever in my life met a single person over the age of 75 who led a life I thought I’d be willing to put up with, so I’ve got to get everything I’ve ever wanted to do in life done in the next 27 years before I am done at age 76!