In spite of living 1500km apart my riding buddy and I try to meet up whenever we can, ride around together for a week or so then return home. We finally got away mid November when his state (South Australia) and mine (New South wales) were easing travel restrictions associated with covid. Sitting down to lunch on our first days ride together we listened to the radio news to find out there had been a covid cluster in SA and the border would be closed for six days or possibly longer at midnight. Wayne had 10 hours to ride 1100km to get home before midnight. We loaded him up with packets of biscuits and bottled water, said a quick goodbye and he headed in the opposite direction to me. He got home with an hour to spare. I nominate Wayne for an accidental iron butt award.