Decided the gig was up... or the money was anyway so I flew back home while I could still afford the airfare. Didn't tell anyone I was coming home and timed it just right so that I came back on my dad’s birthday! I got in to Perth airport just after lunch, assembled the bike and rode to my brother’s house, surprised him and then laid in wait for my parents to come over for a birthday dinner. The looks on their faces, priceless!
(My brother Harry had the camera at the ready!)
