I feel like I need the challenge and the rush I get when I face the unknown. I have tried to accept this, but I can’t. I’ve been thinking about how you say I always push myself too hard. Finally, just before shutting off his phone and setting out from Marysville, he wrote a lengthy note and posted it on Instagram. Then he packed his camera gear to film the trip. For sustenance, he crammed as much dry food as he could fit into his backpack: mostly oats, powdered milk and peanut butter. He took along a tent, one set of clothes, a single pair of socks-there would be no laundry on this trip. He didn’t even give himself the luxury of a GPS tracker, or a flare gun to send up distress signals. The 32-year-old didn’t want it to be easy. This was notoriously difficult terrain, devoid in many parts of cell service to call someone in an emergency, and days by bike from the nearest community. Local ranchers said he’d need three pack horses to carry supplies. Firefighters from the region told him his route would be impossible to traverse alone. And he wasn’t interested in avoiding areas deemed impassable by bike, remaining steadfast in his resolve to travel the original path-the one meant for horseback-from the bone-dry highlands to the valleys strewn with deadfall. The Prince Albert, Sask., native had heard this was the hardest part along the country’s Bicentennial National Trail, which spans more than 5,300 km of Australia’s eastern coastline. He planned to carry as little weight as possible for this biking adventure: a 330-km stretch of Australian wilderness between the towns of Marysville and Omeo, in the southeastern state of Victoria. He removed the buckles from his backpack. Layton Keddy broke his toothbrush in half.
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