This journey is dedicated to the memory of my mother, Marjorie Lillian May, who passed away during the tour.

I spent many hours and kilometres agonising over the logistics of suspending or abandoning the tour to attend her funeral in Mandurah, Western Australia, on the other side of the country. In the end I decided to continue, sure that she would have wanted me to do that. Every time I think of this trip, I will remember her.

My most vivid memory of Mum is of a strong and independent woman, and her advice forever rings in my ears..."You have to live your own life - to do your own thing."

Thanks Mum, for everything...