I arrived at Tarifa just after midday today and after 185 days and 7,985km this journey is at an end.
The ride from Seville was exhausting and I will leave it for another time. Needless to say, all I want to do now is go home.
The bike has a new home and job (running errands for the hotel in Algeciras), everything I no longer need has been tossed away, and my train and plane tickets are booked.
A large pizza awaits me next door while I wait for morning to arrive in Bendigo and can chat to Rose, whose constant encouragement saw me through.
It has been an amazing experience but I am glad it is finished. Not sure if I have too many more hills in my legs.
To those I have met on my journey, I thank you for your kindness and enthusiasm.
Now I just need to figure out what to do with my cyclist’s tan!