Six months. That’s how long Gingin held onto us, one appointment at a time, until the neuro review finally delivered the verdict we’d been angling for: pace yourself, but you’re clear to travel. Not exactly a starter’s gun, more a gentle nod — but after half a year in one postcode, a gentle nod is all we needed. Swoosh got packed, mirrors got checked, and we pointed east into the wheatbelt like we’d never left.