Well, I could get maudlin about going, dwell on the uncertainties of the future or some of the challenges to come, or I could reflect on the last two years.
I arrived on my own in Adelaide in June 2009, having never set foot in SA, or ridden anything over 40kms.
Over a period of time, my family arrived and we settled in to life in SA: bought a road bike, did some kms, got used to the heat, applied to enter the MCCT.
Hooked. Couldn't wipe the smile off my face all week, had a surreal series of encounters with Lance Armstrong over the week. The twitter ride, CVSA, Adelaide Cyclists all followed, Ride like Crazy, Coast to Coast, the Muddies, the most complete riding experience that I can imagine, the sunrise and sunset rides, Outer Harbour, the awesome people I have met along the way and the lessons in life I have learnt from all of you.
I could name all the folks that have had an impact, but there are simply too many of you. You know who you are and you are all special.
I leave 7kgs lighter, with a few more bikes, a De Rosa obsession, a significant coffee problem and a fair few thousand kms under the belt.
And that pink Lampre outfit. Brisbane doesn't know what's coming.