This morning we woke to our last day on the road as one big family. We packed up in the morning, and made a stop at Harley-Davidson's HQ at the rally to say a special thank you to Kim Williams, who had handled all the logistics of our ride at their end.

Then it was one last group hug, and back on the bikes and into the vans for the run into Adelaide.

We headed south back through the Barossa before cutting across to Gawler and the Main North Road back into Adelaide. Once again the weather held for us, with threatening clouds but no more rain, and we made it into the city dry and warm.

As we pulled up to our destination, Harley Heaven in the city, we saw towers of pink and black and orange (for Harley-Davidson) balloons, and a pack of friends and family who cheered as we pulled in. It was an emotional ending and reunion, and tears and smiles were shared all around.

Melbourne Donna had organized for one last surprise - a limo with champagne to take a group of the girls out to their hotel and the airport for their ride home. A few other riders hooked up with their families for the afternoon, but eight hard core bikers geared up once more for the ride back up to the HOG Rally for another night's celebration and the big Thunder ride the next day.

We made our goodbyes, and then headed back up the main road to Nuriootpa, anxious to get there on time for Dimi and Tanya to take test rides on the new 1200 Nightster. We pulled in right on schedule, and went our separate ways to soak up the atmosphere before the night's party.

Dimi loved the 1200 Nightster and firmly added it to her Christmas list, whilst Tanya decided to put the test ride off and take another bike for a spin in the Thunder ride on Sunday.

As we gathered for dinner, storm clouds rolled in and pouring rain and howling wind perfectly complemented the Halloween theme. Just before the main band, Wolverine, started their performance, we were all invited up on to stage by Kim to tell the crowd about our journey and thank HD for their support. We had a fantastic reception with many HOG riders chasing us down afterwards to make a donation.

Finally the weather became so bad, the band had to stop and we made our way to our tents for our final night on the road.

This morning we woke again to brilliant sunshine, and started back through the gorgeous town of Clare and surrounding wineries. We took a short detour through the historic little village of Mintaro, before arriving at Martindale Hall, a classic old country mansion that starred as the boarding house in the famous Australian film, Picnic at Hanging Rock.

The owners had given us permission to bypass the tourist car park, and line the bikes up right in front of the steps to the mansion, and a discounted entry to tour the property. It is a stunning house, and so evocative of that classic Australian film.

After a tour and photos, it was back on our bikes again, and off towards the Barossa. A turn down the wrong road saw us end up on gravel, and when we stopped to turn around, a journalist from the regional paper drove past and pulled over for an impromptu interview and photograph.

Back on the bikes and heading in the right direction, we meandered down some beautiful roads with fields of golden hay, purple Patterson's Curse, and the odd vineyard, before coming in the back of Nuriootpa and stopping at the historic Seppeltsfield winery.

Sadly we couldn't taste any of the local wines as we were on the bikes, but once again we were given permission to park in a prime position in front of the cellar door, much to the envy of the other HOG riders on tour who had run into us several times over the last two days and always had to park with the other tourists.

We had lunch and met with several local SA breast cancer survivors who had come out to see us, then it was back on the bikes and into the HOG rally.

Our accommodations for the night were booked tents in Tent City in the heart of the rally. Not really hardcore camping though - cots, doonas, pillows and electric lighting in every tent!

Tent City was the perfect location for the rally - just behind us a motorcross stunt team set up ramps and performed amazing aerial tricks just as we were checking in. The stage and bands were performing a short walk away, as were the test rides of the newest Harley-Davidson models, and street stalls with vendors of every kind of motorcycle merchandise.

After soaking up the atmosphere, we had a fantastic gourmet dinner of beef Wellington in the big tent, and danced the night away to the Flaming Sambuccas. Pancake, our rascal of a squirrel mascot for all our rides, came out of his box and was seen cavorting on stage and in the company of a stuffed pig ; ) It was a fantastic last night to this amazing journey.