Newly self-unemployed, this is what I had been waiting for. The freedom to take time out, to explore new places, to get muddy, dirty, sweaty, tired. During my last week of night shift (deliciously quiet), I plotted out a potential route, linking dirt roads, firetrails, hiking tracks wand unavoidable bitumen from Wangaratta to Moe, over the Victorian high country. I drew inspiration from the the route of the Hunt 1000 and spent hours poring over paper maps, satellite imagery a