Steve invited me up to Jindabyne to partake in a days riding as part of his four day Alpine odyssey. I thought I'd make the most of Aussie Day by heading up after work on Tuesday so that we could share dinner and a few brews that night before riding to Dead Horse Gap. (Interesting fact: I thought it was called Dead Whore's Gap, so when I googled it from my work computer I was blocked and sent a warning....soon figured out the error in my way).
 
Dinner was great, Kosciuscko Pale on tap was great and the ride back to the Ski Inn on the Folder was eventful; picture a slightly inebriated man riding a miniature fold up bike in complete darkness becoming airborne on a broken section of footpath. Lucky to come out alive.

We breakfasted at Sublime, it was 'sublime', with a breakfast the size of my head. I paid for that later but it certainly fueled me for the day.
 
The forecast had the weather looking pretty average but the clouds passed early to leave blue skies, albeit high speed and gusty winds. Unfortunately the 35 km ride to the gap was uphill and into a headwind, so much so that I needed to pedal down some hills.......

We stopped in Thredbo for a quick refreshment and a refreshing dip.
 
The return trip was obviously a blinder, mostly downhill with a tail wind I found my self in top gear spinning out on the flats!!

Although the ride only ended up being around the 80km mark, I was well and truly frazzled.

So as a result of the mostly bogan crowd who had swept into the town for Australia Day (read: shinny accessorised utes towing boats/jetskis with Aussie flags flying) we decided there was really no reason to stay for another night, instead we'd head back to town and enjoy a quite drink or two with friends in a park, whilst listening to the most disappointing Hottest 100 in history, what could be more Aussie. On the way we devoured the largest fast food in the world at Cooma, will be returning to that little old milk bar!!